Chapter 200 Dark Cuisine
[I don't want to ask about the taste...]
[Actually, it can be done without innovation, it’s even saner than in the video! ]
Baisu briefly summed up the taste of this family dish.

Both the eyeballs and the bread are sweet and greasy because of the addition of melted marshmallows during the production process. As for the octopus feet, it has its own taste.

The black-haired young man held the octopus feet in his mouth, and as he opened and closed his mouth, the octopus feet also squirmed.

[do not talk! ]
[The sucker... the sucker is moving...]
[Xiaobai, please swallow your food before talking. ]
Baisu, who was disliked for the second time, swallowed the food he was biting in his mouth, and then he went outside with his work to introduce himself.

"I made a dish, do you want to eat?"

The black-haired young man stood at the door of the kitchen, holding a plate of finished products that could be filled with mosaics.

Some human beings cast their gazes over, but were immediately scared back by the twitching octopus feet.

What's more, the moment they saw it, they were in a trance, and it was only after being photographed by others that they came back to their senses.

"Who... who wants to eat it!" Humans exclaimed, "What kind of dark food are you cooking?"

The dark cooking Baisu admitted that the video he referred to was not for making normal food.

Seeing that no one appreciated it, Baisu took the work back. Before leaving, he asked if there was any need for human beings after he was going to finish cooking.

The reference to human beings was a bit strange, and Lao Hei, who was waiting for the sun to set, shook his head violently.

His mind was full of the mosaic just now: "No, no, no, let's just order takeaway, you can make it yourself and eat it."

Baisu, who was about to make normal food, nodded: "Then order me a portion, I will eat whatever you eat."

The bystanders wanted to ask Baisu if he could eat, but they were stopped by the burly man.

Old Hei: "Okay, I'll call you when the takeaway arrives."

Baisu: "For money..."

Old Hei: "I'll pay!"

The dark-haired youth shrank back contentedly, leaving a room full of humans questioning the decision of their temporary speaker.

The burly man was not angry when he was questioned, and lit another cigarette in annoyance: "You don't understand."

The burly man confronts the Riddler.

He couldn't say that he was frightened by Baisu's look that day, and no one would believe him if he said that.

Baisu, who returned to the kitchen, returned to the camera of the live broadcast room, picked up the ingredients and cooked some normal recipes.

But as the barrage said, Baisu has a special talent for making food other than instant food, and if he operates it step by step, it will always produce special results.

So black and red tomato scrambled eggs, hot and sour potatoes full of sprouts were placed on the kitchen table... cubes.

[... Didn't put soy sauce in it?Why the color of the eggs turned black, at a loss. ]
[There are also potatoes, didn’t they never sprout? ? ]
[There must be no editing in the live broadcast, could it be a special effect? ]
Regardless of knife skills, the black-haired young man who didn't care much about chopping vegetables made two random cuts, and cut the shredded potatoes into potato cubes.

But all the audience saw the potato cubes put into the pot, the lid was covered, and then the lid was lifted, and the sprouts appeared at this time.

[It's magic! ]
[Whether it's magic or special effects, Xiaobai's sprouted potatoes can't be eaten! ! ]
[Throw it away quickly, don't put it on a plate! ]
The audience's barrage was firing, and before they saw their anchor dump the sprouted potato cubes on the plate, the screen in front of them went black.

The familiar anchor was jumping in front of the prompt of xxx, and the audience soon realized that the live broadcast was disconnected.

[...Did Xiaobai see it? ]
[Maybe not?I didn’t seem to see him looking at the screen when it was broken...]
[Potato sprouts are poisonous——]
Baisu could no longer see the barrage shout, and the moment he poured the potatoes onto the plate, he turned his head and saw that the screen of the phone was black.

I reached out and pressed it twice, and found that it was out of power.

Because it is an unfamiliar environment, the mobile phone cable is not long enough, and there is no extra extension cord. After working for half an afternoon, the battery of the mobile phone is so urgent.

Putting the mobile phone on the other side and plugging in the charger, Baisu turned around and poured several dishes into his belly.

The western sun shines in from the only window in the kitchen, casting the shadow of the dark-haired youth on the opaque glass door.

The wavy glass made the figure a little blurry, but it was still possible to see what the black shadow lifted up, and its head was raised.

It's like holding up a plate, and putting the contents of the plate... no, it's like the whole plate is-

Only the burly man continued to stare, while the other humans glanced away and turned away.

The plate, the plate was definitely not put back.

The fuzzy black shadow repeated the action of pouring three times, without exception, putting down the hands empty-handed.

The burly man swallowed, then numbly raised the fast food in his hand and sent it to his mouth.

Some taste like chewing wax.

The spicy food that was supposed to stimulate the taste buds didn't make much sense. The burly man quickly finished his share, then picked up the extra bag, and knocked on the kitchen door.

After explaining his purpose, the kitchen door was opened, and the black-haired young man stood there.

A glowing red light cast a halo from behind, and the open mouth of the black-haired young man also seemed to be glowing with silver light.

It's just that the teeth are reflecting light... Lao Hei muttered silently, as expected of teeth that can reflect light, they should be able to chew porcelain plates...

He sent out the bag in his hand, and the black-haired young man in the kitchen immediately rolled his eyes.

"Thank you."

"Well... the time is almost up, Mr. Bai, come out and prepare after you finish eating."

Baisu responded, and then thought of something: "My phone is out of battery, can your device log in to my account?"

Old Hei nodded: "Yes."

Baisu made a no-problem gesture.

He repeated the previous operation in the kitchen, pouring all the fast food in the bag into his mouth, leaving only the outermost empty paper bag and throwing it into the trash can in the kitchen.

When he walked out, humans were ready.

The finished fast food bags were just piled up in the corner of the living room, and there were still people cleaning them up there, and the machines had already been opened in advance.

Baisu walked up to the human who was waving at him, the human's mouth opened and closed in a very rude tone.

"Hey boy, quickly log on to your account."

The human who operated the computer was glanced at by Baisu, and suddenly fell silent. After a few seconds, he continued, "Look... what are you looking at!"

Stubbornness also seems to be one of the human traits.

Baisu turned her head away, tapped on the keyboard, and logged into her account.

When the live broadcast room was reopened, the audience who had been waiting for him for more than half an hour immediately brushed up that the sprouted potatoes are poisonous and should not be eaten, and accidents will happen.

The monster touched his stomach unconsciously.

It's too late, I've eaten it all.

However, on the face, the black-haired young man smiled at the camera: "I dumped it all, I didn't eat it."

Hearing this, the burly man quietly went to the kitchen trash can to take a look. There were only plastic wrapping paper and paper bags in it, but no food remains.

If you look carefully, there are indeed three plates missing.

(End of this chapter)

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