Just when the waitress had fallen into self-confusion, Ma Zhiyuan was already a little impatient.

You say! You mean! What did you just say that you don't even know yourself?

Ma Zhiyuan was speechless.

The more impatient I became, the more anxious I felt that I was getting the inspiration farther and farther away from me.

"Come on, I'll give you a hint."

Ma Zhiyuan decided to take the initiative to help the other party reminisce about his memories.

"You look at the pool of water on the ground, what are you going to do?"

He asked, pointing to the puddle of water on the ground.

This water must have served some purpose, and it looks as if this woman had made it by magic.

"I—I was meant to wash your hands."

"Wash your hands? What kind of hands to wash? I didn't go to the toilet again. ”

Ma Zhiyuan still wanted to scratch his head habitually, and then he felt that the hand he raised seemed to be a little weird.

"I'll go, why are my hands so black??"

looked at his little black-clawed Ma Zhiyuan stunned.

Ah, yes, I think I've noticed it a long time ago.

"It's this charcoal..."

The waitress kindly explained.

Looking at it now, it's not like I've done something wrong.

All of a sudden, she felt as if she knew what she was doing.

"Charcoal is easy to break, and then there is toner that breaks out, which will blacken your hands, and ordinary washing is not easy to clean."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Ma Zhiyuan said three things in a row.

He just wanted to hear this, and he didn't care about how to wash it, but how easy it was to break and get his hands dirty.

According to his memory, the pens in this world are very backward! The most advanced seems to be this charcoal, and it also needs to be compressed and molded with spiritual power, but this is too bad, and a pencil picked up on the ground in the previous life is better than this.

Wonderful! I'll do this lead!

Ma Zhiyuan began to conceive grandiosely.

"That..."

Why is this person in a daze again?

The waitress couldn't read it, was this guest a scholar? Meditate at every turn. Why don't you sit down and think about it.

"Huh? Oh. Thanks a lot. Actually, I wash my hands, thank you very much. Good bye. ”

Ma Zhiyuan condensed the water element, then controlled the water, dissipated, and washed his hands.

With clean little hands, he ran away, leaving behind the spectator and the waitress.

Ma Zhiyuan has to hurry back and think about it well, now that he has a clear goal, he doesn't need to list it, even if he uses his brain with a low degree of development, he can still come up with something.

When I went back to the room, I talked to the three brothers and locked myself in the bathroom.

It's a place of inspiration!

"Brother Ma, what's wrong?"

"I don't know."

"Hmph, I know, I have experience, most of the buffet is too delicious and then I eat it, and then it runs..."

"Shut up!" x2

。。。。

In the small space where Ma Zhiyuan was, he was posing in the signature pose of a contemplative.

In fact, it's just for fun, and in his previous life, there was a doll of a contemplative in his room, and the kind that would open his eyes and glow wisely.

Build a boutique, only I know the formula of this thing, then I will simply take the boutique route and give him a private custom!

Hehe, put it at auction and make a name for yourself, which is much better than being a chef.

I have to say, it's always fun to think about it.

。。。。

The raw materials of things are terrible cheap, and they are all auxiliary materials in that market, not because of anything else, but because there are many of these things and they are useless, and no one is idle to study how to integrate these ordinary and useless things or something, and it is better to refine them or something when there is time.

The ingredients are there, and then the problem comes again.

Ma Zhiyuan doesn't know how to carve.

"Why don't you have a stereoscopic printer?"

Looking at the raw materials on the bathroom floor, he felt deep helplessness.

I'm not really going to be reduced to cooking for someone else, am I?

Yes, as far as Ma Zhiyuan is concerned, he can really only cook, and most of his knowledge needs to rely on computers, instruments and other tools to achieve.

With a sigh, he put all the things back into the spatial ring.

Cooking, in my previous life, I was the one who cooked, but I didn't expect to become the one who cooks now?

How nice it would be to give me a Wi-Fi!

"Are you enlightened?"

“。。。 Realize your size! Be quiet! ”。

I accidentally let that voice into my head, and I don't know what it is, what is the use, even if you and him are enlightened, he has no other performance, that is, whether you understand or not, whether you understand.

It's just that thing ... Weird ugly!