"Gollum!"

Wanxiang Dao frowned at the clear liquid in a small stone altar on the table, where strings of small bubbles were constantly bubbling, and after a little hesitation, he actually held a wooden spoon and scooped it up a little closer to his mouth and tasted it a few times.

"Poof! Phew! ”

Wan Xiangdao just wanted to swallow his stomach, an indescribable astringency filled his nose, he quickly bent down and spit on the ground next to the wooden table, looking at the pool of transparent liquid mixed with his own saliva and unconsciously frowned.

Ma Dan, this carbonated drink is really hard to get!!

Yes, after tinkering with hot pot and ice cream, someone is interested in starting to replicate a certain carbonated drink that has taken the world by storm in his hometown: Sprite!!

Unfortunately, although Universal Road has spent a lot of energy to purify a lot of carbon dioxide gas, the results are always missing. The recipe is the same, why doesn't it taste right!!

Just when Wanxiang Dao was squatting on the ground and pondering whether there was any omission, Qintian Xiaozhu, who couldn't look at him next to him, walked in slowly and patted him on the shoulder.

"What an idiot, if that kind of drink could be made without special food additives and flavors, those beverage companies would have gone bankrupt!"

It's okay not to say it, as soon as I said that the universal road was very injured and held his forehead, the baby was injured and didn't want to speak! Oh, how could I have forgotten this crucial moment? If it's so simple and rude, wouldn't the drink in your hometown be drunk as plain water?? Is it good for those companies that sell drinks to go bankrupt early?

During the gap when the depressed Wanxiang Dao twisted his neck alone, he didn't know that there was a resentful gaze behind him, and this person was the "Seven Knives" that swung at him with seven small fists.

Big liar! Say yes to me as a gift!!

In the kitchen, seeing Wanxiang once again pounding a food called "fritters" around a steaming oil pot, the impatient "Seven Knives" couldn't help but approach someone who was constantly busy.

"Hey! Have you forgotten something? ”

After noticing that someone was poking his waist, Wanxiang Dao then turned his head to see that the person was actually the "Seven Knives" with an expectant look on his face. Hey, what is she trying to remind herself?

"Seven Knives" looked at Wanxiang Dao angrily with a confused look of "what do you want to say", and immediately stretched out three small hands politely: "Gift!!" What kind of gift did you say for me? ”

"Smack!"

"That's what I said was a gift?!"

At this time, Wanxiang Dao reacted like waking up from a dream and patted his head, and said such a sentence that made the "Seven Knives" want to vomit blood: "That, I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

Forgot? Are you kidding me?

Wanxiang Dao was very embarrassed, because the eyes of the "seven knives" in front of him looking at him were very complicated, stunned, disappointed, aggrieved, and even bitter. As for it? It's just a gift???

"Alas! I'm really convinced! I'll give it to you in the evening, and it won't take much time to get it done anyway. ”

In the end, Wanxiang Dao could only touch the tip of his nose, waved his hand extremely helplessly and said, leaving the "seven knives" floating away.

......

......

"Smack!"

In the darkness, a tongue of orange flame suddenly rose, and the faltering flame approached a slender wooden stick to light it, and soon, a miniature yellow-green cake with seventeen small fire sticks appeared in a dim and soft light!

In the dim halo, the "Seven Knives" lying on the wooden table smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into two slits, and her tone still carried a hint of surprise in disbelief: "This? Is it really for me? ”

"Hmmm! This birthday cake is just for you! ”

On the other side of the wooden table, Wan Xiangdao held an ink-colored lighter in his right hand, and nodded heavily as he looked at her in a sweet dream. It's just a pair of surprises and inexplicable "seven knives" on the side, but I didn't find a trace of sadness hidden in someone's eyes.

Yes, Wanxiang wanted them to celebrate with her, but after a lot of debate about whether it made sense, this seemingly good wish was put on hold.

"Bambets, she's just a mere mortal with no magical talent, how much time are you going to waste on her?!"

"Waste of time? I'm just delivering on my promise! ”

"Huh, promise?? Need a dignified wizard to teach her how to cook? After all, how much do you know about cooking? ”

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"Bambets, how much time do you really think you have left? In less than a year, the monsters are coming! ”

"Ireland, you can go first! Just keep me here. ”

“。。。。。。”

In fact, as soon as his bad idea of letting everyone in Ireland take the lead was spoken, Wanxiang Dao immediately felt extremely annoyed, just staring at Ireland and shaking his head in disbelief with a stunned expression, unable to say a word of convince or apology.

"Hey! What happened to you? I'm talking to you! How the hell is this stuff eaten? The small hands of the seven knives shook in front of Wanxiang Dao, and they laughed very puzzled.

Finally, Wanxiang Dao came back to his senses, and he forcibly squeezed out a smile on his face: "Huh? Oh, we should sing a birthday song first! ”

Birthday song??

In the end, the dazed "Seven Knives" followed the universal road and hummed a five-tone birthday song, however, in the light melody, the scene of frolicking with her friends seemed to emerge in front of her eyes.

"I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you happiness, I wish you health, I wish you a bright future, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you happiness, I wish you health, and have a warm family...

In a slightly low hum, Wanxiang Dao, who lowered his head, couldn't help but think of a tough old man with a wrinkled face, and the old man with squeezing his eyebrows was holding a fragrant fried chicken wing in his hand and waving it to tempt his young self at that time.

"Xiao Xiangdao, happy birthday!"

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The moonlight was hazy, but in the gray sky, there was a flying machine that emitted an aqua blue light flying silently, it was a scythe-shaped wand the size of a spaceship, but two people were faintly sitting above.

"Hey, are you really okay?"

Seven knives nervously looked at Wanxiang Dao, who was sweating coldly on his forehead, and was still holding a triangular cake to eat, when suddenly there was a violent shaking of the wand, so that she couldn't even care about erasing the yellow-green cake oil that was accidentally stained on the corner of her mouth.

"Huh? Did you call me? Don't be afraid! I'm just a little afraid of heights. ”

Wanxiangdao, who had been staring at the bottom of the earth, finally slowly turned his head, looked at the "Seven Knives" with a frightened look on his face on the giant magic wand, and hurriedly comforted him softly.

“。。。。。。”

Hearing this, "Seven Knives" immediately squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, she really obeyed the young magician.

Not to mention the sweet and sour appearance of the round cake before, the slimy cake, even the so-called "ride" in his mouth in front of him is terrifying! Belch! What a thrilling "Advent Day"!

Advent Day, which is a name for the birthday of the Irish, is also the familiar "birthday" of the Universal Dao students. In the eyes of the Irish, each of them came with the light of the Most High Light God, for the grace of God is vast and the light of God is everywhere!

"Ahhh Help me! ”

"Bang!!"

After a while, on a wide and deserted street, under the hazy moonlight, the universal road with sweatshirts and the "seven knives" panting side by side walked side by side, and they had just suffered an emergency landing, although the consequence was only to smash a market stall.

Finally, while the two were walking, the "Seven Knives" repeatedly found that Wanxiang Dao always looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Bambates, do you want to say something to me?" ”

At this time, Wanxiang Dao, who was frowning, stopped, took a deep breath, he looked at the "Seven Knives" with eyes full of antiquation on the side, pouted and whispered to her: "Yes, we should talk about it!" ”

"Well, why do you call it Seven Knives?"

When he heard this, he shrugged his shoulders, with a look of no surprise on his face, and said in a very indifferent tone: "Hehe, what you are strange about is not the seven knives, but why I have seven hands on my body, right?" ”

Wanxiang Dao blinked his eyes, and there was really a trace of curiosity between his eyebrows. However, the next moment, his expression became incredible.

"Actually, I was born with ten hands, and then I accidentally broke one when I was young, maybe because I like to fiddle with knives, so people simply call me nine knives!"

"But wasn't there a cataclysm two months ago? I broke two more in my rush to escape! Therefore, now I can only be called 'Seven Knives' by others! ”

"Hehe, I don't know if I will break five more in the future, and will they call me two knives again??"

Hearing this, Wanxiang Dao looked at a self-deprecating "Seven Knives" in an extremely complicated manner, and he could feel her inexplicable sadness from these choked words.

"That, seven knives... Wan Xiangdao stretched out his left hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder to comfort her, but the "Seven Knives" waved his hand with an unhappy face and rejected someone's kindness.

"Can you please not call me seven knives? I hate the name! ”

Wanxiang Dao's "kind" hand was buried and knocked down, and in embarrassment, he could only touch the back of his reddened hand and mutter: "What is that calling you?" I haven't heard you say it. ”

"Erin, you can call me Linlin!"

For the first time, "Seven Knives" introduced herself with a flushed face, which seemed to be an illusion, and Wanxiang Dao saw an expression called shyness on her face.

Strangely, since "Seven Knives" deliberately corrected their names, the two of them have been silent again and again along the way, as if they have nothing to say.

"Erin, why are you so resistant to the nickname 'Seven Knives'? It's not your fault? Wan Xiangdao frowned and thought about it, but still very carefully aimed at the seven knives and asked.

"Hehe, you haven't had five more hands, how can you understand that feeling of getting in the way!!" Erin roared angrily at Universal Road like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Wanxiang Dao's face was calm, and only after her rapidly heaving chest and breathing were smooth did she throw out this sentence: "How can it be extra?" There must be only you, Erin, who has seven hands, can do big things in this world. ”

"Me?? The big thing? ”

"That's right! That's right! Otherwise, there's no reason why you'd have two extra hands for no reason! ”

The suspicious "Seven Swords" received an unusually firm reply from Wanxiang Dao and nodded, but he was still skeptical, and still raised a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "However, you were not optimistic about me in the previous test, and you never thought about accepting me as a disciple in your heart, right?" ”

Wanxiang Dao was very surprised, at this time, the "Seven Knives" with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes were holding her breath, hey, she seemed to care more about this problem?

"You guessed it right! I really didn't think about taking you as an apprentice! You don't have what it takes to be a chef! Wanxiang Dao said without thinking, after all, these reasons were obvious.

"Why?!"

"You didn't pluck the fluff off the tip of that chicken's wings at all! Is this a chef's omission? ”

In the face of the serious Wanxiang Dao's questioning, the seven knives were speechless.

That's right, a qualified chef doesn't have such a low-level omission! Unless, he doesn't care if his cooking career lasts long! Think about it, how can a person who can't even handle the ingredients well be qualified to take the next step in cooking?

"Since you didn't plan to take me as an apprentice and teach me how to cook, why did you change your mind in the end?" After receiving the explanation of Universal Dao, Erin was even more incomprehensible.

"Well, I thought you could get some inspiration from my hints and seek a job that suits you better than a chef, but I didn't expect you... Wanxiang Dao explained patiently, because with seven arms, she is better than a chef in anything!

Erin wept miserably, and the sad and bitter smile on her face made people feel distressed. There was no way, she always thought that Wanxiang Dao recognized her talent as a chef, otherwise she would not have taught her some unbelievable cooking methods and even some novel concepts.

When he arrived at the hotel, Wan Xiang Dao watched Erin cover her face and run back to her residence, and closed the door with a bang, his outstretched hand straight but he didn't know how to comfort her.

Yes, this story of teaching cooking originated from a depressed earthling man with a perfect chicken wing complex, who inadvertently saw a plate of chicken wings that had been "ruined", and the thought of it caused others to lose their jobs.

Then, out of the guilt caused by his previous impulse, he went around the bush to mention the "Seven Knives" to learn to use the many advantages of his arms, but unexpectedly, the "Seven Knives" obsession with making the soup delicious was unexpectedly strong, and he was desperate to worship him as a teacher.

The next day, when the sleepless Wanxiang Dao was about to apologize to the "Seven Knives" who were busy with the ingredients, for his unintentional actions, Erin reacted completely unconcerned, as if she had forgotten the unpleasantness that happened last night.

As the days passed, Erin's enthusiasm for learning cooking grew, and every time Wanxiang Dao wanted to say something, she would slightly divert the topic, so that she couldn't say goodbye.

One night, the universal road in his sleep was woken up desperately by an excited person, and his tone was a kind of excitement that Archimedes had discovered the principle of buoyancy: "Hahaha! Bambates, I finally came up with it, is the ingredient!! ”

"As long as we can concoct a recipe that encompasses all the flavors, we don't have to master all the cooking methods!"

"Boom!"

At this time, Wanxiang Dao's mind only felt that there was a thunderbolt exploding, and he finally found the missing key to the magic formula, it was it! How could you ignore the most conspicuous point all along?