McDonald's set consists of a main meal, a drink, and a pack of fries, but in my opinion, this is too small for an outsider to eat, so I included a dessert in the set.

Because it is used as an example, the spicy chicken leg burger meal that is only delivered for one person is also randomly assigned as for the food pairing, but because it is in another world, the actual menu content is inevitably different from the above-mentioned side meal.

The first spicy chicken thigh burger is not chicken, but fish!

So it's more correct to call it a spicy fish burger, but in addition to the difference in the main ingredients, the rest of the ingredients such as lettuce and tomato are all otherworldly, so there is not much problem in making zuò.

The drinks and desserts are all made by the Dark Priest, and are typical cups with straws, as well as ice and jelly and the like, so I won't go into too much detail here.

The most troublesome part of the Otherworldly version of fast food is the reproduction of French fries, the reason is that there is no potato plant in the Otherworld, and even if it is difficult to find a fruit that tastes similar to potatoes, new problems arise.

There is no problem with the cutting step, but when the fruit is hot, the flesh will become loose, and finally it will fall into a mess of what seems to be batter in the oil pan, and even worse, Leonida, as a taster, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground after eating the batter, which shows that the fruit will produce toxins when it is hot.

The inability to heat up became a major problem, and after repeated hypotheses, empirical evidence, and several cycles of Leonida rolling her eyes and falling unconscious, a dark priest finally broke through the problem and successfully developed an otherworldly version of the fries.

The only thing the Dark Priest did was cut the fruit into pieces and exposed it to the sun for a few days, and then made it into dried fruit, yes, you heard it right, the true face of the otherworldly version of the fries was actually dried fruit, and the dark priest who developed the fries was purified that night because he accidentally got too close to Luvica, and there was no scum left.

What else can I say about that?

My lord, what's in the rest of the package? Seeing me looking out the window, I didn't say a word for a long time, and Diana, who knew that I must have been distracted again, hurriedly called out to me.

Ah, excuse me. Diana's voice really worked, and after I honestly apologized for knowing that I was wrong, I continued to introduce: The cup is filled with drinks, because of the relationship of time, there are only three flavors researched, one is a sparkling drink with a pungent taste, and the second is a flower tea for people who like light tastes.

So what is this yellow and clear object? As soon as she saw the food, Luvica really came to the heart, showing a completely different enthusiasm from the indifferent attitude at the beginning, and stretched out her hand to the fries and asked curiously: I see that other foods are completely wrapped in wrapping paper, why is this thing exposed to the air?

Quite simply, this yellow-looking object is called French fries, and the reason why it is exposed is naturally useful. I picked up the box of fries and handed it to Luvica: you smell it first, and then compare it with the others.

Luvica nodded, perhaps because she had made a good impression on the barbecue she had been exposed to last night, so she was able to have high expectations for the equally unfamiliar fries, and it was this expectation that made the Seraphs willing to obediently follow my instructions.

Sniffing the fries, and then the spicy chicken thigh burger that wasn't chicken, let alone chicken legs, Luvica closed her eyes and fell into a brief silence, probably savoring the difference, and Diana took advantage of Luvica's contemplation, and repeated the instructions I had given to Luvica while she drew a gourd.

The spicy chicken thigh burger you call has a unique aroma of fried food, and the taste is much stronger than that of French fries, but with the passage of time, the sense of smell will inevitably produce fatigue, which makes people produce a greasy taste, compared to the taste of French fries is not significant, but the French fries have a fruity fragrance, and the first smell may not be as good as the former, but it is better than the aftertaste. The more Luvica spoke, the more certain she became, and she inferred my thoughts on my own and said that your plan must be to maximize the aroma advantage of the fries, so as to prevent the diners from completely stealing the attention of the burger, and at the same time, to dilute the oiliness of the burger with a fruity aroma, which can be said to make the most of the eating culture.

Well, I didn't think much of it. I scratched my cheeks, maybe I should hire Luvica as a food reviewer, and if I could record her incisive reviews of the foods, maybe I could edit them into a book and sell them on the shelves outside.

There is no need to be humble, just like your ability to create stories, I also highly value your culinary knowledge and innovation. Luvica held her head high, and only at this time she still had a bit of the image of a seraph, but the people were just as quick to break the skills, and the words suddenly changed, and her high-spirited posture immediately weakened: Now that you have also introduced all the food, can I eat?

…… Cyno, give me the menu. Retrieving the menu from Cyno's hand, I reluctantly handed it to the foodie angel again: You can order whatever you want, but please raise your hand and let go of this one on the table, I have bitten this burger.

The subordinates don't care. Cyno stood up solemnly and solemnly said to me: No, I should say that you have bitten better.

Thank you for your kindness. I got rid of the original Spicy Chicken Leg Burger, which was named Spicy Fish Burger, and saved Cyno from continuing to think about it.

Lord Demon King, you don't need to be polite to your subordinates. Cyno bowed and took my sarcasm as a compliment, perhaps that's why the undead are all loyal, not that I'm saying that their thinking patterns are positive enough.

The burger was done, the drinks were requisitioned because I needed water to moisten my throat, and after thinking about the rest of the fries and dessert for a while, I decided to leave them all to Diana.

Diana, you can't eat fries and jelly, right? Meaningfully, I took a few fries and walked away, and I handed the other fries to Diana along with the packaging.

My lord, as a subordinate, I should not have taken the food you ate. Diana swayed her head from side to side, and the ponytail on the back of her head fluttered with it.

No, that's how fries are eaten. I held the carton part of the package, pointed the opening in the direction of Diana, shrugged my shoulders and said: This is probably a kind of cultural barrier, and then strictly speaking, every french fries is an individual, so you don't count the food I have eaten.

Since you said that, I sneaked over...... Diana swallowed the saliva in her mouth and held out her hand tremblingly.

Didn't sneak over. Diana's overly restrained movements were full of joy, and it was really difficult to hold back from laughing on the spot.

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