As soon as he stepped out of the place now named Zhutian Pavilion, Tony Stark was keenly aware that there seemed to be some important opportunity leaving him.
However, he didn't care about this so-called sixth sense now, shaking his head and entering the laboratory directly.
After all, he can go there again in three days. What is there to regret?
In the world of Marvel, the violent fluctuations in the original fate line caused a supreme being to open his eyes.
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"Little store manager, you seem to know the old beggar?"
Hong Qigong looked at Zhao Youqian who was already busy in the kitchen and asked his question directly.
"I don't necessarily know all the guests who are here, but I know some of them. I have also heard of your reputation as the Nine-fingered God Beggar and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Hong Qigong."
"In the past, when we discussed swords in Huashan, it was one of the five best swordsmen in the world."
After hearing Hong Qigong's question, Zhao Youqian spoke without much hesitation. After all, not to mention this person's character, his safety factor was not low just in Zhutian Pavilion.
It seems that because of the update, his self-protection mechanism has been improved. If the character is rated below Ziji, even if he does not move in the shop, the other party will not be able to hurt him at all.
What's more, this time he is really fully recognized by the system as the store manager. Naturally, he also has the authority of the store manager. He can expel troublesome diners at any time. Of course...it can only be troublesome diners.
"Hey, the little store manager still knows everything, but the old beggar is no longer the leader of the Beggar Clan, he must be the former leader!"
With an open-minded smile, Hong Qigong didn't ask any questions. He came to such a strange place and received a lot of strange information. Even his state of mind could not avoid fluctuations.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken out the rooster centipede as a test, and even deliberately slapped the Westerner on his body to test whether he had internal strength.
Unexpectedly, the man from the Western Region was seriously injured and his heart was injured. He still survived. He was still able to move freely. His body was much stronger than ordinary people. In addition, the weird mechanism he displayed was a style and sophistication that could not be seen in their world. Hong Qi Gongcai gradually accepted the fact that he had arrived at a restaurant where countless worlds gathered together.
"Not the leader of the Beggar Clan anymore?"
Looking up at Hong Qigong, and the information he brought about the Huashan Centipede, Zhao Youqian had already vaguely guessed that the world where Hong Qigong was located should have reached the point where the plot of the Condor begins.
"By the way, if it hadn't been for that message saying that when I came to your side, my time there wouldn't have changed at all. Until I go back, which is the moment I came, I might not have come over yet!"
"The old beggar still has a lot of things to deal with there!"
When Hong Qigong said this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and a powerful aura filled the air, revealing the power of the five most powerful masters in the world.
"Really? The old man will have to eat before leaving today."
Zhao Yougan laughed.
“Not only can you eat delicacies from other worlds, but you can also try a new flavor of Huashan Centipede!”
Speaking of this, Hong Qigong couldn't help but his throat trembled. It seemed that the four words "Huashan Centipede" reminded him again of the last time he tasted that delicious food.
"By the way, little store manager, don't blame the old beggar for not warning you. The centipedes produced in the extremely dark places of Huashan Mountain are extremely poisonous. You have to handle them well. The old beggar is not bad at it, but you are not afraid. Little store manager, how can you You may not be able to enjoy being unclean!"
But Zhao Youqian just smiled slightly.
"If a cook can't even handle the ingredients in his hand, he deserves to die!"
But despite what he said, Zhao Youqian still handled this unprecedented ingredient with great caution.
The first step was to put the big rooster covered with centipedes into a deep-freezing cold storage. Even if he was confident that he could deal with those colorful centipedes quickly, it would be impossible to restrain dozens of them all at once.
The most appropriate disposal is to put it in cold storage.
Centipedes are not big, only about seven or eight inches. Especially in the freezing cold storage, they quickly lose signs of activity.
Only then did Zhao Youqian begin to deal with these centipedes.
Rapid freezing would not kill these centipedes, but then he directly threw the whole frozen rooster and centipedes into warm water, defrosted it over low heat, then boiled it over high heat, and covered the pot, and those centipedes were the real escape. There's no way to escape.
Just after they regained their vitality, they were all killed by scalding hot water. Before they died, venom spurted out through the two openings at the front and back. The strange smell, even if the exhaust fan was turned on, left Zhao Youqian with lingering fears.
'This is not only a delicacy, but also extremely poisonous!'
"If you don't handle it well, it's no less powerful than a wild puffer fish!"
Looking at the strange white poisonous water in the pot, Zhao Youqian didn't dare to be careless, so he found a bag and packed it before putting it in the trash can.
As Zhutian Xiaoguan, the way to deal with garbage is naturally different. As long as it is thrown into the trash can for a while, it will be completely decomposed naturally, which is non-toxic and pollution-free.
Looking at the dead centipedes, Zhao Youqian cut open the big rooster and pulled out all the centipedes inside the big rooster. Dozens of centipedes, large and small, filled an iron plate from a distance. It looks like a pile of Pippi shrimps.
However, Zhao Youqian could detect that there was still a pungent odor in the centipede just by his sense of smell. Instead of dealing with it directly, he took two bottles of beer and used the aroma of wine and the power of carbonic acid to soak the centipede again.
After fifteen minutes, after pouring out all the pale beer liquid, Zhao Youqian took a knife, started from the beginning to the end, and with a slight stroke, the middle section of the centipede shell peeled off, revealing The centipede meat body is white and transparent, just like prawn and crab meat.
Then a refreshing fragrance came out, even suppressing the original smell of the centipede.
Even Hong Qigong, who had eaten the centipede, twitched his reddish nose and couldn't help but stand up.
'Why did this centipede get into the hands of this young store manager? It tasted so much better than what I, the old beggar, had eaten at that time? Does it mean that I, the old beggar, really don't have any talent for cooking?'
Zhao Youqian almost drooled when he saw the centipede meat. He had never been so greedy even when he tried making Suzaku Flame Breathing.
Although in private, the Kyoto cockfighting did not miss his belly...
However, he soon stabilized his hand and directly picked out the white and transparent centipede meat. With the first example, his speed was even faster after that, even to the point where Hong Qigong was speechless.
If he hadn't noticed that Zhao Youqian had some inner strength or something, he wouldn't have believed that this was something a chef could do.
‘Sure enough, there is something extraordinary about this place where all the delicacies from all over the world come together!’
He could no longer take his eyes off the kitchen. Although Hong Qigong still didn't know what Zhao Yougan was going to do, his saliva was already gushing out...