"It's just a restaurant, Mr. Tony Stark."

Zhao Yougan did not shy away from the idea of ​​knowing Tony Stark, and lifted the seat that fell down because he stood up.

"What do you want to eat? I don't have much cooking here, but as long as you know how to cook it, I can cook it for you..."

He pointed to the menu board in the corner of the restaurant. There were several seasonal dishes on it, as well as regular items such as rice and soup.

But just like that, Tony Stark got hungry all at once.

"Guru~~"

Looking at Zhao Youqian's calm eyes, the black and white are distinct but very clear.

"Then have a dish that makes me happy."

"If I guessed correctly, you can't stay here for long, can you?"

Zhao Youqian smiled.

"Of course, sir, no matter what kind of diners, they still have to leave the restaurant... Food can only make people forget their troubles for a while. In the end, they need to deal with their troubles by themselves."

His eyes fell on the rough machine that maintains Tony Stark's life. Zhao Yougan didn't say anything, but turned around and entered the kitchen, ready to bring a completely different delicacy to the famous Iron Man.

'So is this a special space or another world?Obviously this young boss knows me...'

Tony Stark calmed down in a short time, and fell into deep thought while watching the scene in front of him.

'In the desert, it is impossible for someone to suddenly create such a place, and what I just looked back at was darkness, not a desert...'

'So I really encountered a paranormal event? '

Looking at Zhao Yougan, who was already busy, Tony Stark couldn't help but tremble with fear.

'No, I've already been killed, and it's my corpse that cooks? '

No matter which world or country it is, the legend of demons and monsters that deceive victims and let them eat their own corpses is enduring. Thinking of some horror stories in the United States, Tony Stark can't help but turn pale.

But the device on his chest was telling him that he was still alive, really alive.

A little bit in a better mood, Tony Stark looked up, only to find that Zhao Yougan's cooking skills seemed to surpass any chef he had seen before.

'Da da da'

With a series of soft noises, the vegetables and meat were all cut and prepared, and the appearance of a lump of dough made Tony Stark, who had not tasted decent food for a long time, move his throat.

Can't help but start to look forward to what kind of dishes Zhao Yougan will bring him.

'I'm a very picky eater...'

It seemed that he had returned to the familiar place in New York, and Tony Stark did not know why he relaxed.

Now he only has the idea of ​​enjoying the delicious food, and the bad things before, let's talk about it after he has finished this meal!

At the same time, Zhao Youqian paused for a moment as he fished things out of the kimchi jar.

'My God, this Iron Man is too powerful, I spent fifty points to let him really relax...'

Having just escaped from that kind of war, no matter how big his heart is, he will never trust others so easily. Naturally, Zhao Youqian is a little concerned.

But he is confident that when his dishes are served, Tony Stark will have no other ideas.

Continuing to take out two of the kimchi he was brewing, Zhao Yougan looked at the ingredients in front of him with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe because he was too tired, he came to a safe place.

Tony Stark didn't know he could, so he just sat and fell asleep.

If it wasn't for a strong scent, he might still be asleep.

"This is???"

It looked like a hamburger in front of him, but it had a completely different appearance.

Tony Stark, who admitted to having eaten a lot of food, couldn't help but ask questions.

"This is a small shop-made, five-spice bacon bun..."

"You can try it."

He looked suspiciously at the two white pasta with slight frying marks in front of him, and recalled the oriental steamed buns he had seen before.

"Is this a bun?"

Tony Stark hesitated for a while, but still stretched out his hands. After all, no matter what the thing in front of him was, he hadn't eaten a decent meal for a long time.

Even if it's not his favorite burger, it's okay to eat it.

It was only when he took a bite, the crispy browned crust cracked.

An aroma of flour, which can only appear when the best wheat is mixed with milk, filled his mouth. The illusion of tasting his beloved burger in the most prosperous city made him fall into a trance!

Next, a strong smell of bacon rushed in, bringing him into a kingdom full of spices!

Chapter 12 Taste of Hometown

"Pepper, it's pepper!...I seem to have come to Vietnam, the kingdom of pepper!"

Although Tony Stark has been researching weapons in the United States all year round, it does not mean that he has no research on delicious food all over the world.

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