Mai Fan was certain that this board did not exist in the previous world.
He immediately thought of the glove box that appeared under the water sign wall after the end of the first world.
Could it be that this tavern is also using the energy fed back from those worlds to supplement itself with more hardware facilities?
Mai Fan looked at the window behind him that was about to fall down...
He could already confirm his suspicions.
But Mai Fan didn't say anything. After the arrow disappeared, he put his hand on the prompt board.
'Some magical reminder signs'
'It turns special ingredients into recipes, guiding beginners through dishes on the menu. '
'How to use: While mentally reciting the names of the ingredients, place your finger over the blank menu. '
Mai Fan smiled when he saw this. This was too mysterious.
What good does this do to him?
This is just a randomly generated recipe at best.
If he wants to, he can buy some of "100 Home-cooked Dishes" and "Sichuan, Shandong and Cantonese Dishes" and throw them in the kitchen. Isn't it more powerful?
Probably Mai Fan's contempt was written all over his face, and the tavern felt deeply insulted.
The words that pop up later are automatically bolded.
'Please don't compare the pub menu with those soulless pirated books! '
'Please executors try the function before commenting! '
Ouch, so confident?
Mai Fan thought for a moment, and two words came to mind: food.
This is much simpler than pork, right?
And in terms of difficulty, cooking pork takes too long.
He will go to the Third World to report soon, so where can he find the time to make a bowl of braised pork?
Probably understanding Mai Fan's thoughts, on the menu Mai Fan touched... a menu with only a few words slowly appeared.
'Yellow rice flour bean paste cake'
Ingredients: 300g yellow rice noodles...
Wait, isn’t this still a recipe? What's so special?
The tavern got irritable: 'Can you bring the fucking yellow rice noodles over first! '
Hey, that's the only bad thing about this pub, it curses people whenever they disagree.
Mai Fan shook his head helplessly, turned around, picked up a large bowl, and walked to the wall of the kitchen.
There is a row of grain barrels there, and the small yellow barrel in the middle contains yellow rice noodles.
Mai Fan opened the lid and as soon as he inserted the big bowl into the yellow rice noodles, he felt the magic of this menu.
Because this sea bowl actually started to move on its own, it pulled Mai Fan's hand and scooped out the rice noodles just right, scooping out more than half of the bowl.
Then the Haiwan returned control to Mai Fan and quietly stopped in his hand.
See what this means, half of the bowl is 300g?
Mai Fan found it very interesting. He found a basin nearby and poured the bowl of yellow rice noodles into it.
Then he poured a bowl of boiling water from the kettle next to him, intending to put it in and add water to make noodles.
But as soon as he picked up the basin, his next movements were fixed.
The water bowl that was meant to be fully inserted by him controlled his hand, causing the water in the bowl to trickle slowly into the basin.
And his other free hand was not idle either. He started stirring the basin in coordination with the inflow of water.
"Awesome! I'm teaching you how to make noodles step by step."
As soon as Mai Fan's thoughts started to wander, the tavern's font appeared on the basin: 'Don't be distracted! Enjoy how you feel now! '
'It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others! In the future, if you go into a primeval forest, a post-apocalyptic world, a prehistoric adventure, etc... Do you plan to eat raw meat and eggs? '
After being told this by the tavern, Mai Fan also became serious.
For the sake of points, you have to work hard.
Mai Fan's agility skills really paid off. As soon as he paid attention, the originally simple process of kneading dough and making bean fillings was memorized by his body's memory.
The bean paste pancakes were quickly wrapped, and the next step was the process of frying them in hot oil over low heat.
…
In just ten minutes or so, a yellow rice flour bean paste pancake with golden brown color, crispy on the outside, glutinous on the inside, and a mouth-filling sweetness is ready.
Small pancakes the size of meatballs like this should be eaten while they are warm.
Mai Fan blew on the fried pancakes and crunched them in his mouth.
The stickiness of the yellow rice noodles and bean paste is relieved by the crispy outer skin.
As soon as the burning feeling in your mouth disappears, you lick it with your tongue, and a waxy and fragrant bean flour fragrance spreads in your mouth.
“It’s so delicious!”
“This reminder menu is really amazing!”
Mai Fan praised sincerely, and a word immediately appeared in the tavern over there: 'Huh! '
Then the menu that had completed its mission receded like a tide and returned to a blank state again.
Really amazing!
Mai Fan admired in his heart. With this cutting board, he no longer had anything to fear.
The pills will not be lost, thank you grandpa.
Thinking of this, Mai Fan opened the curtain and returned to the checkout counter of the tavern. He took out the colorful pocket watch. The countdown time had come to an end and returned to the 00:00:00 state.
At this time, a new scale appeared on the dial: 3.
You can travel again.
"let's start."
Mai Fan set the pointer to 3, clicked, and as the scale was embedded, the dial fell apart again.
A network of golden light spots enveloped the entire tavern.
The next second, there was no trace of it or its owner in the real world.
brush……
Mai Fan opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a soft bed.
Just his side?
Mai Fan turned his head and saw that his body was naked... In his arms, there was an equally naked woman lying.
Mai Fan's body shook in response, waking up the woman who was using his shoulder as a pillow.
The sleepy woman raised her eyes swayingly and asked softly and innocently: "Brother Xiao Fan, how did I serve you last night?"
Mai Fan suppressed his heart that was about to jump out of his throat, and pushed the woman's head... back onto his shoulders.
"Don't, don't... make any noise, it's still early, please let me sleep for a while."
The woman responded softly, without resisting, and leaned back obediently.
When Mai Fan heard soft and even breathing in his ears, he very carefully moved the woman off his body.
Clothes, clothes... where are they?
At this!
The bed Mai Fan was sleeping on was the most collapsed bed he had ever seen before.
It has a roof on top and is surrounded on all sides.
There is a footrest on one side and a desk in front of the bed.
But the clothes he took off were scattered and hung everywhere.
A diary as big as his... was found, and a coat rack was placed in front of the desk, with a hooked hook on it that looked like a student's shoulder bag.
The diary that Mai Fan needs is lying in this bag, waiting for its owner to appear.
