Qian Chen returned to the kitchen again.

Seeing him with a distressed look, Mary came to him.

"What's wrong? You look worried. Did any customer make any rude requests?"

"Yeah, this is how it is..."

Qian Chen told Mary what had just happened with a depressed look on his face.

"...So, I have no idea what this guy calls home-flavored roast chicken."

Qian Chen shook his head helplessly.

"Well~ I can't explain the specific information clearly. It's really a bit troublesome for such a customer~"

Mary said with a hint of sympathy in her expression.

"And this guy also likes to call himself a pharaoh."

When he said this, even Qian Chen laughed.

Qian Chen thought it was funny when he looked at a young man who was shorter than him and had a height that was supported by his hairstyle.

"Maybe they are really pharaohs. After all, don't you see that there are kitchen spirits in our world like me?"

Mary woke up the dreamer with a casual word.

If Muto Games is telling the truth, then...

It was like a thunder thunder exploded, and Qian Chen's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"So that's it!! I understand!"

Qian Chen immediately ran back to the kitchen counter with an excited look on his face, and then searched out some uncommon spices.

Several question marks suddenly popped up on Mary's head as she looked at Qian Chen's behavior.

‘These are not common spices, and it takes a lot of time to re-proportion...’

Thinking of this, Qian Chen immediately began to close his eyes and rest.

Thirty minutes later, Qian Chen appeared in the private room with a plate of roasted chicken again.

"It smells so good! What is this!"

“It’s so delicious!”

"I feel that my soul is about to be hooked away!"

"The boss is ready again!"

Qian Chen walked along the way from the kitchen on the first floor, and there were all kinds of sniffling sounds everywhere.

The reason is that the plate of roasted chicken in Qian Chen's hand is so fragrant, it's so fragrant that it's a bit abnormal.

Moreover, this fragrance is neither the cumin-based aroma of Turkish cuisine, nor the aroma of onions and peppers in Western cuisine, nor the flavor of chili and pepper in Chinese cuisine.

It is like a specially treated incense that has a charming charm, as if it is about to take human souls to the underworld with it, and it is almost at the level of ecstasy medicine.

When Qian Chen walked into the private room, his eyes were extremely fierce and stared at him... the roast chicken in his hand seemed to pounce on him in the next second.

Muto Game was originally cold-looking, with his eyes closed and his hands folded in his chest and sat firmly in his seat.

When the strange fragrance of roasted chicken came, Muto Ya suddenly opened her eyes and shouted in surprise.

"That's right! It's this fragrance!"

What remains are naturally natural.

His stomach was already bulging, but Wuto Gai was like a starving ghost reincarnated and stuffed all the roast chicken into his stomach.

Suddenly, Muto Game, or Atum, returned to the Grand Temple again. Below the seat was a throne made of gold. Below the steps were a row of dignitaries in white silk robes, and two beautiful virgins were fanning him with huge banana leaves.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance emitted by the burning of incense. At his feet, a lion lay on the ground as gentle as a domestic cat.

In an instant, he seemed to dream of returning to the peak and became the spokesperson of the Sun God again, the god of the human world in the eyes of the people.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

The difference in heart is that he is used to being a king who is a commoner and lets him be a civilian...

Therefore, perhaps only he himself knows whether Atum misses the taste of his hometown or the supreme authority he lost.

Anyway, Qian Chen has fulfilled his request.

After a long time, Muto Gay slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of loss appeared in her eyes.

"Boss, the roast chicken you made is very authentic and tastes much better than my special imperial chef."

"What do you mean?"

"I have accepted your mission."

Hearing this sentence, the big stone in Qian Chen's heart finally landed, and most of the task was completed.

Others can't see the system panel, so they don't know, but Qian Chen knows it very well. With his volatile red talent, he is almost invincible in the card game.

As long as Thanos dares to accept the duel invitation from Infinite Legend, Qian Chen can immediately say something to him.

You are dead... Sorry, I'm going to play.

Tony and others also showed happy expressions, and Peter and Rhode even improvised a black high-flash.

"Hehe! Guys, we haven't achieved the final victory yet!"

The calm Doctor Strange seemed to be pouring cold water, but in fact, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

The uneasy waiting finally paid off, which made the heroes very excited for a moment.

The next task is to launch an invitation to the duel of Infinite Legend to Thanos.

However, the work of this messenger is also very dangerous. After all, Thanos doesn't understand what it means: two armies fight and don't kill them.

If he is unhappy and kills the envoy directly to establish his authority, or ignores these things at all, he will directly attack the earth.

This is all possible.

Those who go to Thanos as messengers will take considerable risks.

This messenger must not only be eloquent, have strong adaptability, but also have excellent ability to escape...transfer.

The heroes began to discuss.

At this time, Tony pulled Qian Chen aside and asked in a low voice.

"Boss, what did you use to cook the roast chicken for him just now? Why is it so fragrant?"

Qian Chen patted his shoulder and said meaningfully.

"Believe me, you won't want to know."

After being awakened by Mary, Qian Chen went to check the omnipotent Duma and got the result.

The 18th dynasty in Egypt was roughly between 1567 and 1320 BC.

In that era, let alone the common spices nowadays, there was not even pepper.

The earliest record of pepper was in India two thousand years ago, about the first year of AD, and it was more than a thousand years away from the 18th Dynasty.

At that time, the most commonly used condiments were sea salt, and the spices were cinnamon, cinnamon, pine and cypress, oakmoss and myrrh (a type of Chinese medicine, native to the Mediterranean region, can be used as some kind of indescribable medicine).

And these spices are used to make mummies.

This is why Muto games are common.

However, when Qian Chen thought that these spices were used as materials for mummy anti-corrosion, he felt indescribable.

He also boldly guessed whether the roasted chicken at that time would have been treated with mummies, such as taking out the internal organs and leaving only the heart.
Chapter completed!