Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 22

"So, you attached to me and left the apartment?" Zhou Xuan asked.

Qian Fangfang nodded happily, touched the cup on the counter seat with both hands, and then touched the teapot on the side. After turning into a ghost, she could no longer touch the real object.

But in this restaurant, Qian Fangfang found himself as if he had become a living person again.

"I felt a very cordial taste in you, so I attached it to you," Qian Fangfang explained.

Zhou Xuan sniffed himself, there was no smell, and frowned and asked, "Then what's the reason why you became a ghost? Your old-fashioned boss has been arrested, and he was sentenced to be executed after the fall. You wish Is it closed?"

"Hmph, who cares about that bastard, his life and death have nothing to do with me!"

Qian Fangfang curled his lips and said, "My obsession has nothing to do with that damn bastard, but there are other knots that have not been completed."

After speaking, Qian Fangfang's ghost looked directly at Zhou Xuan, with some memories in his eyes, begging: "Mr. Zhou, you are the chef here, right? Can you help me make an Amy Kueh? "

"Amy Kueh?"

Zhou Xuan knows that this is a kind of glutinous rice cake made with wormwood and glutinous rice, which is a southern snack.

"Yes, I originally wanted to do it on the Ching Ming Festival to worship my grandmother, but who expected me to have an accident a week ago."

Qian Fangfang's face was lonely.

"I am an orphan, and I have lived with my grandmother since I was a child. When I was a child, my favorite was the Amy Kueh made by my grandmother on Ching Ming Festival. This is one of the few times when I can eat all my snacks."

"Later, I was admitted to university, and people went to university outside of the country. Every time around Qingming Festival, I would receive various flavors of glutinous rice cakes from my grandmother, but my favorite is Amy glutinous rice cakes."

"When I finally graduated, got a good job, and finally had Ability to honor my grandma, she left..."

Clear tears slipped from Qian Fangfang's pale face.

"As an orphan, all my love comes from grandma. My grandma is gone, and my whole person collapsed. My bastard boss took advantage of it, and that's why it happened later."

Qian Fangfang was crying with a headache. She was sobbing and said intermittently: "After my grandma left last year, I wanted to make an Amy Kueh to worship her during the Ching Ming Festival. I even planted a piece of Amy Kueh on the balcony. Grass."

"But when I knew that I was deceived by my boss, I was very angry and went to him to reason, but he pushed me downstairs."

"In fact, I regretted it when I fell downstairs. I didn't regret being cheated by that bastard. I regretted that I didn't have time to make Amy Kuey for my grandma."

"Later I fell to death, soul astral. At that time, my sanity was still sober, and the only thought in my heart was to go back to the apartment. Fortunately, I didn't become an earthbound spirit."

"After returning to the apartment, the souls of the newly dead will experience a muddle-headed state for a few days. I didn't wake up until yesterday. After checking the time, I was impatient to make Amy Kueh."

"But in the spirit state, I can't touch physical objects at all, and I can't be Amy Kueh. Under extreme anger, the entire apartment was affected by me and turned into a ghost domain."

"Becoming the lord of the ghost realm, I have more powerful power, and I also thought about possessing other people to make Amy Kueh, but the dragons are all north, and the people in the apartment are all northerners except me. Will make Amy Kueh."

Qian Fangfang raised his head, looked at Zhou Xuan with hope shining in his tears, and said, "But when you arrived at the apartment today, I felt an extremely cordial taste from you, just like when my grandma was carrying food from The same smell comes out of the kitchen."

"Mr. Zhou, you can be Amy Kueh, right?"

"I beg you to help me make an Amy Kueh? You can let me do anything. This will be the case for the rest of my life, and I will repay your kindness as a cow and a horse in the next life!"

With that said, Qian Fangfang was about to kneel down and kowtow to Zhou Xuan, but Zhou Xuan grabbed him.

"No, no, Amy Kueh? I agree!"

Although Zhou Xuan couldn't do it, he had never eaten it, but he still agreed.

"It just so happens that I still have a special chef character experience card that I haven't used."

Zhou Xuan's consciousness was immersed in the system, and he found out the experience card.

"Using the super chef character experience card, choose the role: steel stick thank you master!"

As the world’s number one pastry chef in the world of Little Master, although Master Xie once lost to Little Master, Master Xie, who specializes in pastry, must have more basic skills and experience in making dim sum than Little Master.

"The super chef character experience card is successfully used, and the host can temporarily gain the muscle memory and pastry experience of Master Steel Bar Xie."

As the golden card in the system screen shattered, it turned into a little bit of starlight and merged into Zhou Xuan's body.

Bang!

Zhou Xuan suddenly felt that his whole body swelled up like fermented dough.

The casual clothes were supported like tights by the bulging muscles.

Feeling the explosive power, Zhou Xuan felt that he could kill a cow with one punch now.

"There is still a steel bar worth a hundred pounds!"

Zhou Xuan found a solid iron rod from the Warehouse. It was two meters long and had a cross-sectional diameter of eight centimeters, which was barely enough.

"But wormwood..."

Before Zhou Xuan could finish speaking, Qian Fangfang couldn't wait to say: "I have it in my house. I planted a large piece on the balcony. It is very fresh and tender enough to make a lot of Amy Kueh."

"Really, then I will call them and ask them to pick some wormwood."

...

In the apartment, Xue Linglong has searched every house in the entire apartment, but they have not found Zhou Xuan's trace.

Several people gathered together with sullen faces.

"It's over, it's over, shouldn't Zhou Hunchu die with the ghost of Qian Fangfang, right?"

Wang Hao was sweating profusely and was constantly pacing back and forth.

Jingle bell~

Suddenly Xue Linglong's mobile phone rang, and the little girl's expression changed. She thought it was Ling Xinzhu who was calling, but found that the caller ID was Zhou Xuan.

"A call from Zhou Xuan!"

Xue Linglong exclaimed, and the people from Situ Jiannan rushed forward.

"Quick, quick, feel like picking up!"

Xue Linglong's excited hands trembled, she clicked to answer, and couldn't wait to ask: "Are you Zhou Xuan?"

"Who am I?" Zhou Xuan asked curiously.

"He's still alive!"

Xue Linglong almost cried with joy, and the big rock hanging in the hearts of others finally fell to the ground.

"You bastard, where are you?"

From despair to joy, Xue Linglong went through a lot of ups and downs, and she became gritted with Zhou Xuan.

"Oh, I'm back to the restaurant. Now I have something to look for you. Go to the balcony of Room 302 and pick me up all the wormwood."

"Room 302, pick wormwood?"

Xue Linglong was filled with black lines by Zhou Xuan's weird request.