Marvel: I can extract props from the heavens

That afternoon, when he saw Shang Wen eating, Frank ran over and pointed at the dishes one by one and asked what they were made of.

Shang Wen is used to Chinese food, so he can only eat Western food occasionally. The Chinese food in restaurants is always hard to satisfy my appetite, so I just cook it myself at home.

In the past, he only made some home-cooked stir-fries, but living abroad is actually the best way to train one's cooking skills. Now he can make weird and unpopular snacks without any problem.

Feng Yuxiu was very supportive of Shang Wen's idea of ​​cooking Chinese food. After all, he felt comfortable eating this way. Frank also loves to eat, but he was frightened after eating beef tongue once and had to ask what the ingredients were every time.

"What is this? It looks weird and disgusting. What is it made of?"Frank asked tirelessly.

He was annoyed by business writing, but the names of ingredients required relatively unfamiliar vocabulary. Feng Yuxiu, who was still learning, couldn't figure it out, so he could only explain

"Beef Tripe with Sesame Sauce"

"What is sesame paste?"

"tahini"

"What is tripe? Cow’s belly?"

"Tripe is the rumen of the cow."

Frank looked disgusted after hearing this.

"It sounds disgusting, but luckily I didn't eat it. Are those yellow things their undigested feces?"

Shang Wen put down his chopsticks, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Feng Yuxiu suddenly regretted learning English.

But Frank continued to ask as if nothing had happened.

"So what is this?"

Shang Wen suddenly felt that raising Frank was like raising a son. He was so cute when he wasn't eating, but he did a lot of shit when he was eating.

"This is called Braised Chicken, made of chicken and potatoes. This is Typhoon Shelter Shrimp, it's a takeaway, it's full of shit, don't eat it. This is roasted pork sausage, made from pork tenderloin. It’s delicious. You can try it."

I made a big pot of braised chicken so I could share some among them. The typhoon shelter shrimps were not enough, so Shang Wen deliberately talked nonsense. He even tried to trick him into eating large intestines, but unfortunately Frank noticed it. No matter how stupid he was, he could still recognize the shrimps. Moreover, the shape of the fat intestine was too strange, and Shang Wen deliberately recommended it, so he did not try it.

Frank picked up a piece of typhoon shelter shrimp and put it into his mouth, and said deliberately

"These poop-covered shrimps are so delicious."

Shang Wen suddenly felt that he had made a mistake. This guy was born in the Marine Corps. He has maintained his rough nerves as a soldier. At least he has a strong psychological quality. A few words made up to mess with his mentality can't disgust him.

Looking at Frank The food was so delicious, Shang Wen suddenly felt unhappy. When he was in school, he often played tricks with his classmates to hurt each other, and his psychological quality was not bad. After thinking about it, he said

"Frank, let me tell you a story, two flies were eating, and the little fly asked his mother, 'Why do we eat shit? 'His mother angrily scolded him not to say such disgusting words while eating."

This time it was Frank who couldn't carry it anymore, because he was putting a large piece of braised chicken into his mouth, and his face was slightly stiff.

Feng Yuxiu now regretted learning English extremely much.

The two were making a fuss, one An unexpected person appears in front of the grocery store, Tony Stark

"Hey Tony, have you eaten? Do you want to eat some together?"

The battle was too fierce, and the enemy was injured a thousand times and himself was injured eight hundred times. The three of them had no appetite to eat, so they had to find someone to deal with it. As for why Stark, after being 'betrayed' by him again, could still take the initiative to find him like nothing was wrong. When he came to the door, Shang Wen had already figured it out. He was just curious about Fei Long Zhan.

Seeing several people's enthusiastic invitation, Stark sat down very cooperatively and took the tableware handed to him by

Shang Wen. This guy has never been in Shang Wen. I was ridiculed for saying"I don't like people handing things to me" in front of me before in Afghanistan. Since then, I can no longer pretend to be in front of a few of them.

With Frank's enthusiastic recommendation, Stark tasted most of the dishes, except for the slightly scary-looking tripe with sesame sauce.

"Well, the shrimps are delicious, but the garlic taste is too strong. The chicken is also very good, but the pork tenderloin has a unique texture. It makes me feel like I am gnawing on someone's heel."

"......"

Here comes another strong player.

I don’t know what a good day it is today, but everyone has gathered for an ordinary home-cooked meal. Another bald man walks in outside the door, it is Yuri.

As soon as he entered the door, he greeted everyone and sat down to eat without any ceremony.

When Yuri met Stark, he was still in a coma, so he didn't recognize him.

Frank introduced him to him, and he realized that he actually had such a real savior, and he suddenly became more curious about Shang Wen's magical props.

"The kind of medicine you mentioned, Fengyun Dan, is there any more? Can you give me one so I can try and analyze the ingredients?"