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Shaking the pair of eye-catching meat balls, he raised his head and sprayed out air balls from his nostrils.

"Well, you know how great I am."

She just uses the meat ball as a heater for people to use, and that's all it does. I really don't know what she can be proud of.

However, she was too embarrassed to hit her during the Chinese New Year.

And the extra fat is warm and soft, and when you bury your head in it, your whole body will warm up.It's not uncomfortable.

Cook coaxes Sylph with her sex.

This made Sylph even more proud.

How long has it been since I left my hometown, and my true colors are revealed...... It's really serious, but it can't be more than 10 seconds.

It is obvious that the outside of the carriage is so cold that it can freeze teeth, but I don't know if it is because of Sylph's optimistic personality, only the heat inside the carriage is like being at home.

Talking and laughing along the way, camping, snowball fights......

It didn't take long for the four of them to return to Dahal's Night Butterfly.

Chapter 194: Different World Cuisine

After returning to Night Butterfly, Cook tried to organize a special Kubala Festival celebration for Night Butterfly's big sister and the nightclub union members who didn't go home.

Whether it's the nightclub union members who didn't go home or the big sisters of Night Butterfly, they are all very excited and in high spirits.

Everyone trusts Cook, who has successfully hosted several large-scale events and has rich experience, and also said that as long as the program hosted by Cook is exciting.

Moreover, it is the first time in history that the Kubala Festival is held in the name of trade unions and shops instead of families.

So everyone is fresh and excited.

Cook has also adjusted from the lazy state he had just left his hometown, and is busy making overall arrangements.

The familiar picture of children shuttling among adults and giving orders vigorously and resolutely made everyone feel very cordial.

"It's a rare holiday, so let's invite the VIP members of the nightclub to participate. As a thank-you gift for the care of old users, we will do a wave of promotion by the way, and get some lucky money from them during the New Year."

As Cook said so, the corners of his mouth curled up, making him look like a demon no matter what.

"Don't let go of any opportunity to make money. You're really looking for money."

"Yeah. It's such a happy Kubala Festival, but seeing Cook like this, I don't know why I can't be happy."

"The young master exudes an evil breath. It is contrary to the festival."

After hearing Cook's idea, the three of them immediately complained as expected.

But this time, Cook did it with confidence.

Giving back to users under the banner of festivals was nothing new in the original world.

It is a commonly used promotional tool by merchants.

There are even merchants who create a special festival for promotion.

Since Cook is also a businessman now, he must abide by the way of business survival.

It can make money and doesn't violate ethics, so why not do it.

Therefore, Cook will not compromise and will not give up this opportunity to make money.

Speaking of which, Cook has not compromised much in the past in terms of operations.

If Sylve and the others had followed their wishes, Cook would have gone to drink the northwest wind long ago.

Cook, with his legs crossed, sat on the special chair for the president of the nightclub union, looking like a local emperor.

Cook squinted his eyes and thought for a moment.

Since you have sent invitations to the VIP guests, let's call that person too by the way.

He also secretly ran to his hometown to give gifts.

The general of sex is the same as the king of sex, he cannot live without sex.

It must have been very hard for him not to patronize the Butterfly of the Night.

It should be near the limit.

It's almost enough punishment.

Just ask him to join the event.

"Sister Nina, please also send an invitation to Grandpa Hall."

"Okay. He must be very happy."

"It is estimated that Miss Xiaomei will step on him again."

"Hey."

...........

The Kubala Festival together went more smoothly than expected.

Both lively and happy.

Everyone decorated their respective stores, and hung a fresh prop called 'red lantern' in front of the store using Cook's design.

The production method of this prop is very simple, as long as you wrap a few pieces of red cloth on the outside of the magic mine lamp, it can be completed.Even kids can do it.

Red cloth is very expensive in this world.The average family cannot afford so many red cloths.

But because the big sisters in the nightclub all like red clothes.Therefore, the source of red cloth is easy to find.

Those old red clothes that were ready to be thrown away happened to be used for waste utilization.

With the decoration of 'red lanterns', the entire Kabukicho Street looks beaming and bustling.

"As expected of Master Cook, he designed something astonishing again. I have more and more admiration for Master Cook."

"Of course, Cook is the god of nightclubs. In order to spread the love of nightclubs on the earth, Master Cook will continue to use his divine power to create miracles. These miracles are the manifestation of the divine power of the nightclub god in this world. Worship, worship."

"Looking at it this way, Master Cook is indeed the God of the Nightclub. Too, so great. It's the first time I feel that the God of the Nightclub is great here."

"This prop called a red lantern is so beautiful. Even if the Kubala Festival is over, I still want to hang them."

The idea of ​​red lanterns was well received by everyone.

The atmosphere of Kabukicho Street was also heated up by a small red light.

It was clearly the twelfth lunar month of winter, with the north wind blowing and snow falling, but the streets of Kabukicho Street were full of people coming and going, and it was as lively as midsummer.

Everyone gathered together to perform shows, sing and dance, have snowball fights, and build snowmen.It’s so much fun to play.

Such a lively festival has completely overturned people's traditional understanding of Kubala Festival.

The festive impression of staying at home and not going out was blown away by the cheerful atmosphere.

Before finishing the meal, Cook also pretended to be mysterious and said that he would show everyone a hand, so that everyone could look forward to it.

"Keep your belly. Try the secret dish I invented tonight. I'm sure you'll like it."

Is it a fresh dish after the red lantern?

Think again about all the forward-thinking things Cook has been doing.

This makes everyone wonder whether Cook is really the reincarnation of the nightclub god.

"It was just a joke before. But looking at it now, it might be true."

"It's amazing. Young master Cook. He became the god of nightclubs at such a young age."

"Honestly, I always thought he was the God of Virgins."

"I thought he was the god of shit."

Sylph kept muttering as if she had been inspired by a god.

"Dora Cook. Cook A Dream."

Regardless of whether Cook is the god of nightclubs.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Cook is the god of virgins or the god of farts.In everyone's eyes, Cook is Cook.

Now that Cook has bragged about the awesomeness, everyone endured their hunger, ate nothing, and waited for dinner time with hunger.

Cook's announcement is so attractive.

Because of Cook's cryptic and tight-lipped manner, everyone became more and more curious.Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Before dinner time, everyone gathered around the table and began to discuss the dishes Cook mentioned curiously.

"What kind of magical food is it?"

"Did you get inspired by the cuisine in the capital when you were there?"

"Maybe shortbread. Cook raved about that when we were in the capital."

"It's possible. You haven't eaten shortbread before. It's crispy, sweet, and delicious."

Members of the nightclub union and the big sisters of Butterfly of the Night were once mistakenly induced by Sylph, Nina, and Saxi to identify Cook's reserved dishes as a variant of shortbread.

This is exactly what Cook meant.Surprise everyone for dinner.

Finally, it was dinner time.

Cook made his debut.

What Cook prepares for everyone is not muffins.But in the previous life, it was very popular and very popular with oriental people.

The cuisine of this world is similar to the cuisine of the European Middle Ages in the previous life, and the content is very monotonous.

Just as Europeans are not as good at pursuing delicate affairs as delicate orientals, the cuisine of this world also shows people's rough and heroic character.

Most of the cooking methods are rough stewing and roasting.There are very few stir-fried dishes that need to be carefully controlled.

That's why Saxi has a soft spot for handmade sausages with unique taste.

Although the standard of food has improved, in the past, Cook ate stew and toast every day.

Porridge made by stewing various ingredients together, burnt bread, and barbecue.

Although the nutrition is pretty good, the taste is really not that flattering.

In particular, Cook still retains the memories of his previous life. He, who was originally called the race with the tip of his tongue, is very picky about the taste of food.

These stews and roasts are bombarded in turn, and after eating for a long time, there will be a torture-like pain.

The taste buds have been complaining for a long time.

Cook has long wanted to recreate his favorite food.

I haven’t done this before just because I didn’t have the conditions or time before.

In the beginning, it was because I could no longer afford to wear pants, so I chose relatively low-cost nightclubs instead of food stores.

Recreating the affairs of the previous life, or showing the advanced knowledge and technology of the previous life...all require the support of strong capital and social status, and it is definitely not a simple matter of talking about it.Cook, who has a hard entrepreneurial experience, has a deep understanding of this point.

And now, Cook can finally have the luxury of recreating some inexpensive things.

With the conditions, the first thing to bear the brunt of course is to make the dishes that you have always dreamed of.

It's been a long time coming.Whether it's the tongue or the stomach bag, it's time to see through the autumn water.

Come, the delicious, mysterious and delicate cuisine loved by the oriental people.Heed the call of someone in our library and resurrect.

When Cook appeared, Sylph, Nina, Saxi, Hall, the staff of the nightclub union, and the big sister of Night Butterfly all looked at Cook curiously.

Cook did not serve hot dishes, but asked someone to bring a few big pots.

There is nothing in the pot, the clean one can be used as a mirror.

This was very disappointing to everyone who was looking forward to the food.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Cook curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Regardless of what everyone was thinking, Cook asked someone to bring small charcoal stoves that can be placed on the table, one for each table, and put them away neatly.

The charcoal stove is made of copper, and Cook designed the drawings before leaving Dahal for the capital and asked the uncle in the blacksmith shop to customize it for him.After returning from the capital, it happened to harvest a wave.

Uncle is a frequent visitor of Night Butterfly and an acquaintance of Cook.Cook has asked him to keep the design secret.So don't worry about the patent being imitated.

"Cook. This is?"