✓ Plane hot pot restaurant

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- "Why does it recommend nine stars on the index!"

- "Why do I recommend one star for the index!"

As for the system, it doesn't need skills, and it doesn't need translation, it understands the language of all living things.

The store steward gave the answer: [The recommendation index given by the system is very fair. [

The ash bird sprays it once, and if it doesn't spray, it will be extinguished, and it won't last. According to the specialty of cooking heat, it is indeed only worth one star. Chapter

040 Chapter 40 Spring and Autumn Flower Pots, Wine Pond Meat Forest, Re-emerge from the Rivers and Lakes Half a palm-sized little gray ash, super edible, originally a bird's belly was bulging, The bird's head was round, and at this moment, it was even more angry by the store housekeeper into a round ball,

a round ball that breathed fire.

It looks like a puffer fish flying up and down, with two short little wings stretched out, fluttering as it flies, "Chirp chirp!" The ground chirped, and the wings slapped left and right, as if to shoot the shopkeeper out of it, and give it a clear theory.

Although it is very cute, Zhong Youyou has laughed enough, and she is still afraid of making her baby bird angry, so what should I do if my wings hurt?

She stood under the undulating nebula, reached for the little ash bird in the sky, and coaxed in a soft tone: "Little gray gray is good, don't be angry, come, hug."

Little Gray finally spewed a small flame at the invincible astronautical chart wall, gathered his wings, and landed in Zhong Youyou's hands.

The small flame of lipstick to the blinding was violent, mighty, and unstoppable.

The wall of astronautical charts, which represents the power of the plane, stands still.

As the little ash closed the bird's beak, the fire was fleeting, and the annihilation was so swift that it seemed to have never existed.

It also seems to verify the claims of the store stewardship system, unless the little ash bird is willing to stay under the big black iron pot all the time, with his head tilted up, his mouth open, and continue to breathe fire, using himself as a burning bonfire.

Otherwise...... Its cooking specialty is really... Not so good.

One star, it seems to be reluctantly given, if it weren't for the fact that there doesn't seem to be half a star in the system.

Hmph, the little ash bird buried her plush head in the soft and warm palm of the young girl, and the tufts of erect nerdy hair on the top of her head were all lying on her stomach, rubbing and rubbing, begging for comfort.

Zhong Youyou's palms were tickled by it, and his fingertips flicked the little bird, and took out the career prospects that his relatives and elders in the family most aspired to in the past to comfort his little pet.

"You see, Yibai's recommendation index is ten stars, so you have to wash a lot of bowls and do a lot of other work."

"That little tree man has nine stars of seasoning, and he will inevitably come into the kitchen to help in the future."

"So what's so bad about a star? Anyway, we're just cooking a hot pot, and we don't pay attention to any accurate heat control, and we don't need you to bury your head in the kitchen every day to smoke and burn!

"When you come back

from the contract, you will be an employee, you will have a safe plane protective shell, and you will have endless pepper snacks, and if you like it, you can also be provided with employee meal coupons."