Chapter 1,222 Genius Cooking Uncle—Master Bibi

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I saw two old men playing tricks, showing the audience a huge magic prop that was shaped like a large meat grinder and was about one person tall.

"Automatic cooking machine?"

The name is obvious and easy to understand, it just depends on how automatic it is. If any carbohydrate can be directly absorbed and made into bread, then these two old men will be the saviors of the continent, and no one in this world will go hungry anymore.

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Obviously, this is impossible. If it could be achieved to this extent, Akara would have listed it as the most important research project long ago, and even the top priority of resisting the Hell Clan would be temporarily placed on the back burner.

"Hmph, as long as you put the ingredients in, the food you need will be automatically made."

Old Farah snapped his fingers coquettishly and explained.

"I'll show you something simpler first, bread."

As he said that, one person was holding flour and the other was holding a bucket of water. They poured these two things into the container on the automatic cooking machine, and then poured some sugar.

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

audience:"……"

Look, there are two kitchen idiots in front of you, idiots who think that just water, flour and sugar can make bread.

Everyone complained, and there were tens of thousands of viewers, but no one planned to remind these two old guys that if they did this, even if the automatic cooking machine was reliable, it would just be a pile of dry sweet dough cookies.

It is conceivable that the reputation of these two old men in the camp has reached a negative value that makes people celebrate.

After finishing these things, Old Man Farah stretched out his palm, unfolded a prototype magic circle the size of a basin on the back of the automatic vegetable cooking machine, and pointed at the magic circle.

On a dial, he was concentrating on adjusting something.

It can be seen from this that according to my description as a time traveler, the hardware of this weird automatic cooking machine is made by Mu Aodonggua, and the software it runs is made by Farah.

After a moment, the two old men looked at each other, nodded, and seemed to be ready. With the last tap of Old Farah, hundreds of magic spells, large and small, began to appear faintly on the entire body of the automatic cooking machine.

Arrays, these magic arrays bloom with light, wrapping the entire machine in a layer of soft blue light, which is very pleasing to the eye.

It seems to have been started and running.

Seeing this scene, even civilians who knew nothing about magic could guess that they had already prepared for a boom explosion, but the people who had squatted down early widened their eyes in surprise - it actually started to operate without incident.

!

Don't forget Old Man Farah's nickname in the camp - Explosive Demon.

"Is this okay?" I broke the silence and asked doubtfully.

"okay."

The two old men held their heads high and looked arrogant.

"As long as you pour in the corresponding ingredients, this magical automatic cooking machine will select the required proportion of ingredients and cook automatically, without having to worry about it."

"How long will it take to get better?"

"Just take as much time as it usually takes to make bread."

These words made the two old men feel guilty. You see, they are indeed kitchen idiots. I think they are just like those stupid adventurers who can only make the simplest stews, soups and barbecues.

, I guess if I tell them that adding a few eggs to the flour will make it taste better, they will look back at me: Nonsense, I never eat egg yolks when I eat bread!

"It can neither save materials nor save time. What's the use of this thing?" I looked at the two of them like idiots.

"Ahem, you can't say that. Look, don't you have to do it yourself?" The eyes of the two old men flickered as if they had been hit. They were no longer as triumphant as before.

"I don't think it makes any sense..."

Maybe in the original world, it would be a good thing for people who are getting lazy and relying more and more on automation, but in the Dark Continent, everyone is satisfied if they can have bread to eat. Who would despise the trouble of making bread?

And to tinker with stuff like this.

So, if you use four words that meet the ISO9000 standard to describe these two old men and evaluate the automatic cooking machine in front of you, it would be - it hurts to be idle.

"Ahem, you can't say that. In addition to bread, this automatic cooking machine can also cook more than ten kinds of dishes, fully meeting the needs of daily families."

It seemed that they finally realized that their automatic cooking machine would be unusable in the Dark Continent. Old Man Farah and Mu Aodonggua showed it off in a little panic.

"Look, roasted sweet potatoes."

"Look at this again, pickled cucumbers!"

"Chopped green onion eggs! How about?!"

“Wild vegetable soup, fresh and delicious wild vegetable soup!!”

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

audience:"……"

It's flashy, a tattered thing with gold and jade ruined on the outside.

In an instant, everyone had a very clear definition of this automatic cooking machine.

"Okay, okay, no need to say any more, everyone already fully understands the power of this automatic cooking machine." I clapped my hands and impatiently interrupted the chattering of the two old men.

"Then let's interview the next one..."

"Wait, it's not over yet." The two of them pulled me tightly and said shamelessly.

"As a qualified host, don't you think you must wait until our bread is made before giving a fair evaluation?"

"No need, I think everyone has already given a very fair evaluation in their hearts."

I suppressed my blush and tried to pull away from these two shameless old men. However, Mu Xiaodonggua was so strong that even with Feini pulling me in front, I couldn't break free. I was trapped for a moment.

deadlock.

No, if the stalemate continues like this, it will only make the audience laugh.

Rolling my eyes, I stopped the unnecessary pulling. These two old men could afford to embarrass others, but I couldn't afford to embarrass them.

"Okay, I'll just wait."

Seeing that I compromised, the two old men became proud as if they had won a battle.

Do you think I will wait obediently? You idiot!!

I walked in a circle around the automatic cooking machine, with a twinkling look in my eyes, saying that I had as many bad intentions as there were.

"Wait a minute, you guy, are you trying to do something to my baby?"

When old man Farah saw this, he quickly came over and was wary of me.

"It's my baby!!"

Mu Aodonggua angrily scolded Old Man Farah, but his eyes were fixed on me. As soon as I made any move and tried to touch the crappy thing in front of me, I was afraid that I would be restrained by two people before my hand was even halfway extended.

"How is that possible? I am the host of this game. How could I do anything?" I smiled and narrowed my eyes.

"It's only possible because of you brat."

The two old guys immediately sneered. It seems that my credibility in their hearts is also very low.

"Well, you should feel at ease now."

In order to prove my innocence, I stepped back generously, allowing the two of them to relax their vigilance slightly.

Then……

"Oh, it seems to be dirty in here."

I suddenly said this, and the two old men opposite me immediately became alert, fearing that I would take the opportunity to come forward and touch them.

However, my feet seemed to have taken root and did not move at all, which made them both relieved and confused.

What is this brat playing at?

"Fini, please go and wipe it. This is a cooking tool. If people who eat it see the dirty parts, won't it affect their appetite? Don't you think so?"

I turned my little face to the two old men and proposed this compromise.

"Fini's words are no problem."

The two old men looked at each other and nodded. They still knew Feini's character. She was not as cunning and full of tricks as the brat in front of them.

"Okay, meow, cousin, where is it dirty?"

Feini took out her handkerchief and slowly reached towards the automatic cooking machine, slowly...slowly...

At the same time, Farah seemed to suddenly remember something, and a wailing sound that shocked even God suddenly sounded.

"No, I can't let this guy touch me!!"
To be continued...