Marvel Gashapon Maniac

“It’s obvious that’s not shumai,” Wu Ziming explained. “I think Mr. Fu’s choice of ingredients is a bit problematic.”

"Is there a problem with the selection of materials?" Tony looked at Wu Ziming with an unfriendly expression.

“It’s about freshness.” Wu Ziming looked at the ingredients on both sides and said, “Beef doesn’t taste affected much after processing, and it might even taste better, but sea bream is different. The best time to enjoy sea bream is 6 hours, and even with chilled processing, it’s still not enough.”

Wu Ziming explained to the other three in a professional tone: "If you lose in terms of the taste of the ingredients, you'll be at a disadvantage from the very beginning."

Although his analysis was quite accurate, was Fu You an ordinary person? He had a special tool for this situation.

Fu You pulled a kitchen knife from his lower back and stuck it on the cutting board. Wu Ziming's eyes lit up when he saw the knife.

Fu You picked up the knife and swiftly dismembered several sea breams, separating the flesh from the meat.

"What a fine knife! An absolutely superb knife!" Wu Ziming couldn't help but exclaim.

"The knife didn't stick to the fish when it cut through it, and the surface of the fish was like a mirror."

“No, I’m more interested in where he pulled it out from,” Peter remarked at the opportune moment.

Both of them cooked very quickly. Fu You quickly separated the fish meat and skin and heated the oil in the wok, while Chef Li poured the prepared ingredients into the wok and stir-fried them over high heat.

Before anyone could wait long, both of them finished their dishes.

"Well, both of you cooked very quickly. You finished almost at the same time," the host said, looking at the two people who had finished plating their food simultaneously.

"It's your home turf, you go first." Fu You humbly declined, letting Chef Li serve the dishes first.

Chef Li nodded and walked to the judges' table with his plate.

"Stir-fried beef noodles, please try it."

As the plate was opened, the previously blocked aroma burst forth instantly, and the rich fragrance made everyone on the judges' panel except Wu Ziming swallow hard.

The dish on the plate is a standard stir-fry. Under the high heat, the sauce and moisture have been absorbed into the dish. The dry beef strips and the rice noodles soaked in sauce complement each other, giving the dish a natural beauty.

"Let me try it." Tony was the least reserved person present, so he picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of beef, and put it in his mouth.

"This... is incredible. The beef, which was stir-fried, didn't get tough at all. Instead, it was dry, tender, and even had a barbecue-like flavor." The fresh taste made Tony unable to stop eating. Before this, he knew very little about Chinese cuisine. He only started to learn about it after eating Fu You's dishes.

The more you explore, the more you discover that Chinese cuisine far surpasses Western cuisine in both variety and flavor.

"Um...it tastes like a pizza after work?" Peter's eyes lit up after taking a bite, and he devoured almost half the plate before giving this strange analogy when people around him looked at him oddly.

Although Potts was also won over by the food, he restrained himself from making a big show of it out of consideration for his image.

Wu Ziming nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "You've improved a lot. It seems the outcome is already decided."

The four plates of food were quickly devoured. Because when the stir-fried beef noodles are cooked at the right temperature, there is no sauce left, so the plates are clean enough to be wiped clean with paper and reused.

"The judges seem quite satisfied. Now, let's taste Mr. Fu You's dishes." Looking at the four clean plates, the host made a slight joke before instructing the waiter to bring out Fu You's dishes.

"Then please try my dish." Fu You placed his hand on the lid of the plate: "Reincarnation Spring Rolls."

Just as Fu You opened the lid, golden light burst forth, almost blinding the people present.

"What, what is this?!" The host was astonished.

The golden light faded, revealing two neat rows of spring rolls on the plate. They had no aroma and looked unremarkable, yet they glowed.

"Fish skin? What a great idea." Wu Ziming immediately saw the secret behind the spring roll wrappers.

"Then please have a taste," Fu You said with a smile, without saying a word.

The group picked up the spring rolls, and unlike the others' curiosity, Wu Ziming was slightly disappointed.

"This kind of creativity would probably reach its peak if it were made with fresh sea bream, what a pity," he thought to himself.

After taking a bite, all four judges were stunned.

It has a fresh taste, the perfect freshness of sea bream, and that flavor spreads in your mouth.

"This is!" Wu Ziming exclaimed in disbelief. "The umami flavor is as if the sea bream has come alive. The various vegetables in the dish are also perfectly blended with the sea bream. This dish is like bringing the sea bream back to life in your mouth."

Even Potts abandoned his reserve and ate it in one bite, too hot to swallow. The judges were all completely captivated by the taste and had no time to comment, leaving only Wu Ziming with some semblance of rationality.

"Kid, who exactly are you?" Wu Ziming asked in surprise, looking at Fu You who was drawing something on his sleeve with colored pencils.

Fu You finished writing and showed the special character icon on his sleeve, which was surrounded by a green gluttonous snake.

"Fu You, a master chef at Juxialou Restaurant in Sichuan."

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[Perfectly showing off, rewarded with 4 random gacha pulls at the end of the day]

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1. Of course, I'm still asking for all sorts of things.

2. G2 played SKT from 3 AM to 8 AM, so the update time is already a bit late. Updating at midnight might be a bit unfair, but I don't think my writing will make you hungry. I hope you're reading this chapter in the morning.

3. This is really shooting myself in the foot. This little bit of content could fill two chapters, but I was afraid you wouldn't be able to wait, so I just wrote one chapter and released it. More than 3000 words is exhausting.

4. Let me ask you this: how many people can accept this kind of ordinary daily life? If not, I'll be more careful next time, although I might not necessarily change it.

Chapter 33: What to do if you're targeted by S.H.I.E.L.D.? (Waiting for an answer online)

In the end, the cooking competition ended with Fu You's victory. This cooking competition allowed Tony and the others to get a good deal and taste the legendary glowing dish.

After tasting Fu You's cooking, Chef Li was completely convinced and conceded defeat.

"I really didn't know you, Fu You, had such skills. Your cooking is just as good as any chef I know," Peter said excitedly.

"Kid, how many chefs do you know?" Tony asked curiously.

"Um... Aunt May and the pizza shop owner where she works."

“…Okay.” Tony shook his head. What a poor kid.

"Have some decency! Steve and I haven't eaten yet!" Fu You couldn't help but complain. He came here to eat, but ended up cooking for others.

"I'm fine. Since the competition is over, let's eat together." Steve waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind and invited Tony to join them.

“Alright, then our No.1 Restaurant under Heaven will also show you a few skills as a return gift,” Wu Ziming said.

"But I'm curious about one thing: the texture of that sea bream is nothing like that of a chilled sea bream that has passed its prime. How did you manage to do that?"

"Um... I can't go into some of the special techniques." Fu You awkwardly hid the Eternal Spirit Blade back at his waist.

The legendary Eternal Spirit Knife is said to bring ingredients back to their optimal state, giving it a unique advantage in handling chilled or fresh ingredients.

As Fu You sheathed his sword, Peter looked back at him, wondering where the sword had gone.

"Is it a special cooking method? Then I won't ask."

Head chef Wu Ziming personally led Fu You and the others back to their room and then went to prepare a meal for them.

Under the personal guidance of head chef Wu Ziming, several signature dishes of the No. 1 Restaurant under the Heavens were served to Fu You and his companions, once again satisfying their appetites.

Even Fu You couldn't control his eating habits; after all, although he could cook, it didn't stop him from being a foodie.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they left the restaurant with a personal farewell from the head chef.

"Wait a minute, Fu You. I might need to talk to you sometime." Tony stopped Fu You, who had just hailed a taxi.

"Hmm? Okay, Peter, you and Steve can take the car back first." Fu You nodded in agreement, then turned to Steve and Peter and said.

He got into Tony's car and they drove back to Stark Tower together.

......

"So you came to me about profit sharing?" Fu You looked at Tony strangely as he arrived at Stark Tower.

When Tony came back, he pulled him into the basement with a serious expression. Tony thought it was something important, but it turned out to be about the profit sharing.

“Actually, the profit sharing is only part of the problem; there are other issues as well,” Tony said, recounting what had happened before.

Tony initially couldn't be bothered with the game at all, even though it was an interesting sci-fi system. Could games put food on the table? His energy plan was far more reliable; not everyone plays games, but everyone needs energy.

Then he received the report that Potts had given him.

"Is this our income for this month?" Tony asked Potts curiously.

"The revenue is twice as much as when the weapons department was still operating. It's unbelievable, but it's true."

"Office workers shouldn't have time to play these kinds of games, right? So why are there so many sales among kids?" Tony couldn't understand it. Games should only be bought by young people, right?

"The online version of this game offers complete freedom, allowing players to do anything they could do in real life. The perfectly replicated New York map has led to people in several other cities also purchasing the game as a form of free travel," Potts replied, looking at the report.

"Whether it's food or attractions, everything is perfectly replicated, and you don't need to spend money in real life. You can just complete some tasks in the game and live a life of luxury with the money earned from those tasks. Now even the military has placed an order to use this game for online soldier weapons training, because the game has a manual weapon control system that can be used for military exercises."

"And according to a player on the forum called 'Retired Soldier,' exercising in the game seems to enhance your real-world body. The military has already issued you a summons to hand over this black technology to the government. Tony, when did you invent this amazing thing?" Potts looked at Tony strangely.

Tony was stunned. "How would I know?" "Don't look at me! I didn't do it, why are you staring at me?"

"Let Rhodes tell the military to eat their words."

Tony didn't want to reveal Fu You's identity as the creator and planned to shield him from the military. He was the richest man in America, and the military wouldn't dare touch him; however, Fu You was just an ordinary person.

Um... he's probably just an ordinary person.

"I should tell him not to talk nonsense," Tony thought.

Then...then he told Potts that they were going out to eat to celebrate the company's earnings for the month, and he even bragged that he knew a really delicious dish and asked her to try it.

"Wait, you're saying this game can enhance players? And the military already knows about it?" Fu You was a little confused.

"Huh? You didn't know?" Tony was also stunned.

"I know nothing, it's a game with system optimization," Fu You thought to himself.

He plays GTA by robbing banks and then racing cars. Who would train in a game?

"Oh no, I think I'm in trouble..." Fu You suddenly realized something, and his expression darkened.

"What's wrong?" Tony asked curiously when he saw Fu You's darkened expression.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. should know that I created this game…” Fu You was having a headache, but not because of S.H.I.E.L.D.

It's because S.H.I.E.L.D. is actually... the Hydra organization, and he figured he was going to be targeted by those Hydra guys.

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"Director, we have confirmed the authenticity of the online messages through experiments," the researcher reported to Lu Dan, who had come to inspect the site.

"Can exercising in the virtual world really strengthen your real body?" Egg asked in surprise. Even someone as experienced as him was astonished by this.

"Yes, although the intensity is the same as real-world training, it is indeed something beyond our comprehension." The researcher's tone was filled with shock; this was a kind of cutting-edge technology he never dared to imagine.

Although the Marvel universe has never lacked advanced technology, it was still too shocking for these ordinary researchers.

"It actually has this effect? ​​What exactly does that Fu You want to do?" Egghead pondered.

1. Of course, I'm still asking for all sorts of things.

2. Actually, my outline only includes some basic elements and directions, and it's not complete. While it won't affect my writing direction, chapters like the daily life scenes between movie scenes are created on the spot, so the direction might be a bit off. This chapter is a bit of a writer's block, and I'm trying to confirm some things with the readers. I'll return to my original style in the next chapter.

3. The current design and plan is as follows: I intend to make Fuyou a VTBstar. *Ahem* Actually, it's like this: I plan to have Fuyou obtain the item [Faith Crystal], a Neptune-related item; it's okay if you don't know it. He just needs to promote the game as a VTBstar. That's roughly the plot. If everyone doesn't mind, I'll fill in this kind of plot in daily life. If you don't like it, I can choose other things; it's not a big problem. I hope everyone will share their thoughts.

Chapter 34 Director, what a coincidence!

Upon waking up in the early morning, the exhausted Director Lu Dan threw off the covers and began his busy day.

Excellent agents start their work in the morning, and sometimes they work from morning till night.

The hardworking Director Baldy rode his little car out to headquarters.

Suddenly, a black sedan pulled alongside Egg. At first, Egg thought he was being attacked and reached for his gun.

Then the car window opened: "Hey, Chief. Out for a bike ride so early in the morning?"

The driver was Fu You.

"I heard there's a pretty good pancake place that opened on the next street. I bought some; do you want to try it?" Fu You shook the pancake bag in his hand.

"Oh, right." Fu You seemed to remember something and withdrew his hand. "I only bought one, so I'll treat you next time. Goodbye."

After saying that, he stepped on the gas and sped away, the exhaust fumes spraying all over Egg's face, but leaving no mark on his face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.