Gourmets in the Heavens

After calming down, Zhao Youqian stepped forward to taste this fresh flame, but the explosion-like deliciousness of the entrance made his eyes widen.

"This is even more delicious than what I just had!"

"What's going on with the system?"

Just as his thoughts asked, the system already had the answer he wanted.

"All dishes that enter the gourmet space will automatically use the most peak heat and techniques, as well as ingredients, you will taste better flavors, it is not surprising."

His eyes were so bright that they seemed to glow, and he didn't care that he was still chewing on the hot siu Mai, Zhao Youqian had already started to arrange the system, and once again made a flame of fresh food in front of him.

Soon, Zhao Youqian was attracted by the busy figures in the kitchen...

...

In the desert, in the arid desert, a white man with a heavy broken iron on his body trekked with difficulty.

"Cough, cough, I never thought that after escaping from that ghost place, I would still get lost in the desert."

With a wry smile on his face, the man with scars and stubble on his face walked staggeringly. He knew that he couldn't stop, or he would either die of thirst or be chased to death by the pursuers.

But with the loss of water in his body and his injury, he has gradually blurred his vision.

With a stagger, he stumbled onto the desert, his face covered in sand.

At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly became blurred, and the desert with the scorching sun dimmed, leaving only a light sign in front of him inexplicably.

"I'm dying, do I have hallucinations before dying? Or something like a mirage?"

Because the surrounding temperature dropped and the air was full of moist air again, the man was in better spirits and got up with a wry smile.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he stepped on the place behind the light sign.

And then he soon realized something was wrong...

"This is real??"

In his restaurant, Zhao Yougan was also awakened naturally by the system.

"Your first customer has arrived, please welcome..."

Chapter 11 托尼.斯塔克

Bright light, warm decor, sculptures full of oriental charm.

There are also tables and wooden tables and chairs that are clearly different from his familiar habits.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was almost killed by the sun in the arid desert in the last second, I'm afraid the man really thought that he was entering an ordinary small restaurant full of oriental charm.

But when he looked so embarrassed, it didn't cause the young man behind the bar, wiping the cups and tableware, to know that he was definitely not experiencing any hallucinations.

"God? Demon? Buddha?"

He spat out several mythical figures that are well known all over the world. The man looked behind the boundless darkness, and finally chose to step into this place.

"Anyway, he's going to die, who cares about him!"

"By the way, do you have water or bread here?"

Once the superfluous thoughts are put aside, the man's cynical character is exposed.

Draw a contemptuous smile.

"My mouth is very picky..."

He picked a chair and sat down, enjoying the long-lost rest, and the injuries on the man seemed to be a little more comfortable.

'banging'

A cup of warm water was brought to the table, and Zhao Youqian also thoughtfully put a small plate of sea salt.

Almost as soon as this guest came in, he had already recognized his origin, and it was a familiar character from the movies he had seen in his previous life.

Iron Man, Tony Stark.

As for why not the big star who played him?

You can tell just by looking at the embarrassing scars on his body.

If this is the big star who needs to build several RVs to build a garden for filming, Zhao Yougan will take off his head and give you a ball to kick.

Looking at Tony Stark in this appearance, Zhao Yougan had a clear understanding. It should have been brought to his restaurant by the system when he had just escaped from the lair of those terrorists.

"I don't have any bread here, but I still have a glass of warm water."

Looking at Tony Stark's eyes lit up, Zhao Yougan reminded him intentionally.

"It looks like you're very dehydrated. Be careful to add some sea salt when you drink water to replenish your lost body fluids."

In order to maintain his identity, Tony Stark, who was drinking warm water in small sips, subconsciously put some sea salt on Zhao Yougan's words, and suddenly realized something.

They both don't speak the same language, so why... communicate so easily?

Obviously it is a strange language, why did he just understand Zhao Yougan's words.

"What is this place?"

He stood up at once, Tony Stark looked at the small restaurant in surprise, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything strange, and his eyes fell on Zhao Yougan.