Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1106 The Kiss of True Love (10)

  Elvis has more than a magic wand, he has money. In order to learn magic and study curses, he not only searched for the whereabouts of witches everywhere, but also created several magic wands, each of which was inlaid with gems.

  Baitang recited a spell casually, deliberately blurring some details. Then a blinding white light flashed, and the seasoning appeared. Baitang plausibly said, "This is a seasoning from the mysterious East. I used magic to make an exchange with them."

  Baitang's own cooking skills are not bad. A simple braised beef in brown sauce and stir-fried beef with green peppers are ready for a catty. The aroma of the food is very exciting.

   "This... can't be plugged in!"

  Baitang emphasized: "It's not insertion, it's clipping."

   Demonstrated the use of chopsticks, Baitang changed the rice again. I enjoyed eating by myself.

  Elvis also took it together, which was extremely awkward.

  Baitang smiled and said: "Mr. Beast, you have to be gentle, there is nothing you can do if you break it."

  Elvis saw that Baitang's food was delicious, so he simply gave up: "Feed me."

  Baitang: "Ah, open your mouth."

  Elvis opened his mouth when he heard the words, Baitang picked up a piece of beef and drained it, raised his hand, and threw it directly into his mouth without dropping a drop of oil.

  Elvis just thinks this is a very peculiar taste. His taste buds have never been exposed to such a rich taste, and it still needs a process of adaptation.

  Elvis: "More."

  Baitang walked over, grabbed his hairy hand, and put the chopsticks in his hand: "Hold the chopsticks gently with the middle finger, index finger, and thumb, and place the thumb near the nail of the index finger..."

   took him to clip a few times, and Elvis said he could come by himself.

   At the beginning, I was not used to it, and it was awkward, but I couldn't see it after a while.

   After Elvis got used to it, he imitated Baitang's movements and threw it into his mouth. He was a novice, so it was inevitable that he used too much force and threw it into his throat, choking him to the point of tears.

   After vomiting it out, Elvis drank another large glass of water to feel better, and then he ate honestly.

   "The eastern country is indeed mysterious."

  He still likes a richer taste.

   It was a bit uncomfortable to eat at first, but after his tongue got used to it, Elvis felt that it was delicious in the world.

  He didn't have a very good manner of eating with chopsticks, but when he saw Baitang eating, he found it pleasing to the eye. After observing it for a while, he gradually adjusted his movements.

   Trays are beyond comprehension, how can anyone use something this weird and not working? There is no aristocratic look.

  He was flying, holding the words in his mouth, very uncomfortable. But he didn't dare to say it. Elvis did the same. When he said Miss A Tang, it was equivalent to talking about the noble prince.

  Elvis Beast has a huge body, and Baitang beside him makes him very petite.

   "Miss A Tang, is there any other food? I don't think you like food that doesn't change one layer and only has these few flavors."

  After tasting the delicious food, Elvis didn't want to eat the food that he had eaten all the time and didn't have much new ideas.

Fearing that Baitang would not agree, Elvis also made a condition: "Atang, in exchange, I can provide you with a magic wand and a beautiful skirt. Similarly, I can also join hands with you to deal with Deloitte. Liz."

  Baitang readily agreed: "My cooking skills are limited, Mr. Beast, I will provide the ingredients and methods, but the specific operations are up to you."

  Baitang is very optimistic about Elvis' cooking skills, and his talent in this area is not bad.

  (end of this chapter)