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

There were also tables and wooden tables and chairs that were clearly different from what he was used to.

If it weren't for the fact that he was almost sunburned to death in the arid desert in the last second, I am afraid that the man really thought that he was entering an ordinary small restaurant full of oriental charm.

But when his embarrassed appearance didn't cause any strange appearance to the young man behind the bar, wiping cups and chopsticks, he knew that he had not encountered any hallucination.

"God? Demon? Buddha? ”

Spat out a few mythological figures known to the world, the man looked behind the endless darkness, and finally chose to step into this place.

"I'm going to die anyway, whatever!"

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

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

A scornful smile is drawn.

"I'm very picky about my mouth..."

I picked a chair and sat down, enjoying the feeling of rest that I hadn't seen for a long time, and the injuries on the man's body seemed to be a little more comfortable.

'Bang Dang'

A glass of warm water was served on the table, and Zhao Youqian also thoughtfully put a small plate of sea salt.

Almost as soon as the guest entered, he recognized his origin, a familiar figure from the movies he had seen in his previous life.

Iron Man, Tony Stark.

As for why not the big star who played him?

Just look at the messy scars, you can know.

If this is the big star who has to get several RVs to make a garden during filming, Zhao Youqian will take off his head and kick it for you.

Looking at Tony Stark with this appearance, Zhao Youqian had a little realization, he should have just escaped from the lair of those terrorists, and he was brought to his restaurant by the system.

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

Looking at Tony Stark, whose eyes lit up, Zhao Youqian had the heart to remind.

"You look very dehydrated, pay attention to put some sea salt when drinking water to replenish your lost body fluids."

In order to maintain his identity, Tony Stark, who was taking a sip of warm water, subconsciously put some sea salt when he heard Zhao Youqian's words, and suddenly realized something.

Both of them don't speak the same language, so why... Communicating without difficulty?

Obviously it was an unfamiliar language, why did he just understand Zhao Youqian's words.

"What the hell is here?"

Standing up as soon as he could, Tony Stark looked at this small restaurant in surprise, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything strange, and his eyes fell on Zhao Youqian.

"It's just a restaurant, Tony. Mr. Stark. ”

Zhao Youqian didn't shy away from the idea that he knew Tony Stark, and helped up the chair that had fallen because he stood up.

"Do you have anything you want to eat? I don't have a lot of cooking here, but if I know how to cook it, I can do it for you..."

He pointed to the menu in the corner of the restaurant, which showed several seasonal dishes, as well as regular things such as rice and soup.

But just like that, Tony Stark suddenly became hungry.

"Gollum~~"

Looking at Zhao Youqian's calm eyes, the black and white are clear but very clear.

"Then let's have a dish that makes me happy."

"If I'm not mistaken, you can't stay here for long, can you?"

Zhao Youqian smiled.

"Of course, sir, no matter what kind of diner you are, you still have to leave the restaurant... Food can only make people forget their temporary troubles, and in the end, they still need to deal with their own troubles. ”

His eyes fell on the crude machine that now kept Tony Stark's life alive, Zhao Youqian didn't say anything, but turned around and entered the kitchen, ready to bring a completely different delicacy to the famous Iron Man.

So is this a special space or another world? Apparently this young boss knows me...'

Tony Stark calmed down for a short time, looking at the scene in front of him and falling into deep thought.

'In the middle of the desert, there is no way that anyone suddenly created such a place, and what I just looked back at was a darkness, not a desert...'

So I really had a supernatural event? ’

Looking at Zhao Youqian, who had already begun to be busy, Tony Stark couldn't help but tremble a little.

'No, I've been killed, and it's my corpse that cooks, right?' ’

No matter which world or country, this kind of devil and monster legend that deceives victims and makes them eat their corpses is enduring, and thinking of some horror stories in the United States, Tony Stark's face can't help but turn a little pale.

But the device on his chest was telling him that he was alive, really alive.

In a slightly better mood, Tony Stark looked up and realized that Zhao Youqian's cooking skills seemed to have surpassed any chef he had seen before.

'Da Da Da Da'

Under a series of soft sounds, vegetables and meat were cut and matched, and the appearance of a ball of dough made Tony Stark, who had not tasted decent food for a long time, move his throat.

couldn't help but start looking forward to what kind of dishes Zhao Youqian would bring him.

'I'm a picky eater...'

It seemed to be back in that familiar place in New York, and Tony Stark didn't know why he was relaxed.

He only has the idea of tasting the food now, and the bad things before will be talked about when he finishes this meal!

At the same time, Zhao Youqian paused as he fished something out of the kimchi jar.

'Oh my God, this Iron Man is so powerful, I used fifty points to make him really relax...'

has just escaped from that kind of war, no matter how big his heart is, he will not trust others so easily, Zhao Youqian is naturally a little open.

However, he was confident that when his dishes were served, Tony Stark would not have any other ideas.

Continuing to take out two of the kimchi he was making, Zhao Youqian looked at the ingredients in front of him, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe it was too tired, and suddenly came to a safe place.

Tony Stark didn't know he would, so he just sat and fell asleep.

If it weren't for a strong fragrance, he might still be asleep.

"It's ???"

It looks like a hamburger in front of you, but it has a completely different appearance.

Tony Stark, who admits he has eaten a lot of food, can't help but ask.

"This is a small shop homemade, five-spice bacon steamed bun slices..."

"You can give it a try."

Suspiciously, he looked at the two white pasta dishes in front of him with slight traces of frying, and recalled the oriental steamed buns he had seen.

"This is a steamed bun?"

Tony Stark hesitated, but still held out his hands, after all, no matter what was in front of him, he hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time.

Even if it's not his favorite burger, it's okay to settle for it.

It's just that when he takes a bite, the crispy brown shell cracks open with a crispy appearance.

A flour aroma that can only appear with the best wheat mixed with milk suddenly filled his mouth, and the illusion of tasting his beloved burger in the most prosperous city made him fall directly into a trance!

Then, a strong smell of bacon came and brought him into a kingdom full of spices!