Qian Chen returned to the kitchen and began to ponder.

His brain replayed the scene just like a movie, and immediately made him catch a detail.

I used my hands directly when I ate the Muto Game.

In Western food, using your hands directly is considered a symbol of vulgarity.

In the West, since the invention of knife and fork, Europeans and Americans rarely grab simple meals at home with their hands.

But Muto Game's actions just now were very natural. Obviously, compared to knife and fork, he was more accustomed to grab food with his hands.

Just like Chinese cuisine uses chopsticks, Western cuisine uses knife and fork, and Turkish and its branch cuisine is grabbed by hands, this has almost become the signature of three cuisines.

Obviously, the roast chicken that Muto Game wants to eat with a home-flavored taste is likely to refer to the original Egyptian cuisine flavor before it was invaded by the British, French and German cuisine system.

Then the ingredients commonly used in Western food, such as onions, potatoes, tomatoes, etc. must be removed, and the spices need to be adjusted slightly to move closer to the Turkish flavor.

Fortunately, these changes were not very big. After Qian Chen simulated several combinations in his mind, he immediately started cooking.

However, reality is not that easy, because in the previous roasted chicken, the fragrance of onions occupied an extremely important position, and it was not so easy to replace onions with other spices.

Qian Chen tried to make it for the first time, but after he tried it himself, he found that it was less flavorful.

As a last resort, Qian Chen had to lean on the kitchen counter and began to "close his eyes and rest".

After ten minutes, Qian Chen woke up. In the dream training space, he tried repeatedly and finally found the best ratio. Fortunately, what needs to be tested is the ratio of spices, and it does not require the roasted chicken to be cooked completely, so it took him 100 minutes to test it for more than ten times and it was successful.

This is Qian Chen's second time doing it, and he is more handy when doing it.

After about twenty minutes, the roasted chicken was out of the oven.

It's still so fragrant.

Qian Chen checked the completion degree and said it was good. He already had 80% of the completion degree of Lin Chu’s cooking. He could reach this level in the second cooking, which shows that his basic cooking skills are becoming more and more proficient.

Qian Chen brought the roast chicken in again.

At this time, Tony grabbed him and said with a worried look on his face.

"There won't be any more problems this time."

"Don't worry, the formula has been greatly improved this time."

Tony touched his nose.

"It's indeed much more fragrant than the one I just now."

Then he licked his face and came to Qian Chen and said.

"Hehe, boss, when will you put this dish on the menu?"

Qian Chen glanced at him and said lightly.

"Old rules."

Tony immediately let out a wail.

"No, we are about to fight the cruel and bloodthirsty enemy. We may never come back. This may be the last meal we have, so can't we be able to adapt it!?"

Qian Chen didn't say anything, just stared at him like this, and in the end, Tony turned his head aside by himself.

When Qian Chen walked towards Muto Game, Tony hurriedly spoke to him in order to hide his embarrassment.

"By the way, why didn't I see Natalie?"

Peter shrugged.

"Miss Natalie has disappeared since just now. Maybe she felt it was boring here, so she went to the hall to breathe."

Tony glanced at it, with a slightly slutty expression on his face.

"That's right. Except for her, she is all men here, and she smells of sweat. Of course she can't stay there. I guess she'll have some fun."

What is the Black Widow doing at this time?

In the hall.

Sakiya's eyes twitched, looking at the corridor leading to the bathroom not far away.

The man and woman of the dog have been in almost an hour.

It’s okay to do something shameless in the bathroom, but you’re still dominating the bathroom and not coming out. It’s so hateful!

Just as Sakuya's patience was almost at its limit and was about to rush in and put the dagger around the neck of the two of them to force them out, the bathroom door finally opened.

Geralt and Natalie walked out one after another.

The bathroom is located deep in the corridor, and the hall is very lively, so no one noticed their ambiguous actions... except Sakiya.

After glanced at the figures of the two, Sakiya snorted coldly, and the dagger in his sleeve slid back.

Geralt and Natalie had no idea that they had escaped.

Compared to before entering the bathroom, Geralt was refreshed at this time, as if the pressure that had been accumulated for a long time had been completely released.

In contrast, Natalie's cheeks were dyed with a layer of rouge and a lazy feeling of satisfaction between her eyebrows like a cat.

The two hugged each other and spoke sweetly, Geralt said.

"Natalie, it's time for me to leave."

The black widow smiled faintly and let him go, without any intention of keeping him.

"I've been away for a long time, and if I don't go back, my teammates will be worried.

Goodbye, my wolf.”

Natalie threw a kiss to him, then turned around and walked towards the second floor without any nostalgia.

Geralt subconsciously raised his palm as if he wanted to keep something, but finally lowered his palm with a depressed look on his face.

He sighed softly.

Just as he himself has more than one lover.

He could also feel that Natalie had other attachments in her heart.

So Natalie and him are just two passers-by. After all, they meet each other by chance, and may snuggle up together and relieve each other's fatigue.

But the next day, they would still leave each other without any nostalgia to set off alone.

Geralt turned around and walked towards the restaurant gate in a daze.

At this time, the atmosphere in the private room was extremely serious.

Tony slapped the table hard and asked loudly.

"Hey, little kid, listen to me. We don't have time to play games with you. Tell me what you want quickly and don't waste our time!"

"Calm down! Calm down! Tony!"

Rhodes and Peter hurriedly stopped him.

Doctor Qiyi was thinking with a depressed look on his face, as if he was thinking about another way.

As a dignified pharaoh and the messenger of the sun god, when someone questioned this way, the expression on Muto Ya's face suddenly looked extremely ugly, and he said hard.

"It's very simple. As long as I taste the taste of my hometown, I will accept this task, otherwise you can ask it back!"

Qian Chen took a deep breath, and he knew that this was not the time to act voluntarily.

"What exactly is the taste of your so-called hometown? Can it be more specific, such as what kind of spice is missing."

Perhaps it was because he was soft-hearted, but when facing Qian Chen, Muto Games had a significantly better attitude.

"I don't know what spices I use, I'm not a chef. I only know that the spices for roasted chicken are very common in our place."

Qian Chen thought for a moment.
Chapter completed!