Because the two food ingredients that escaped were caught, the style of the painting in the carriage has changed.

Lee Shizhen and Dorothy also added to the production of tonight's dinner.

A plate of ingredients is placed on the table, and they are all in large quantities.

Qin Nuo has no hands and cannot participate in the production, but he also plays another more important role.

"Flour, condensed milk, milk, and egg tart crust are enough, but it's still the same, sugar, preferably white sugar."

Qin Nuo turned his head and looked at the food ghosts looking around in rows on the cabinet, and asked, "Is there a sugar content in it? Brother Bai Sugar?"

Without a response, the meat ghost drilled into a cupboard and directly pulled out a little ghost with white body, scolding him: "Why are you hiding? You won't eat you!"

"Hurry up and put a basin of sugar for my brother!"

The sugar ghost looked quite timid, looked at Qin Nuo and the others with fear, obediently took a basin, opened his mouth and spit out a lot of sugar.

"Is this enough? I'm not in good health recently and can't vomit much." The white sugar ghost said pitifully.

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "Enough, thank you very much."

Several people are busy, while Qin Nuo basically acts as the supervisor.

"Born! Born!"

At this time, Lan Yan's excited voice came from the other side again.

Fang Ye couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "My wife shouldn't be as excited as you."

Of course the hen was born.

And there are still two.

The glutinous rice cakes fried in Fang Ye seem to have a role in stimulating the birth of them.

While the old hen was eating, warm eggs came out from behind.

"Damn it! This egg is like ovulation. Is this chicken too capable, right?"

Lan Yan looked at the eggs rolling on the floor, and everyone was a little stunned.

"This chicken looks not very smart, but I didn't expect it to be a fighting cock!"

Qin Nuo looked at the number of eggs and nodded: "In this way, the number of eggs is enough."

Lan Yan listened and couldn't help but pick up the hen, hoping to fight with her: "Brother Chicken is so powerful! I'll take back my previous words, you are really my ancestor!"

The hen didn't understand why, so she broke free and turned around and ran to peck at the rice cake.

The other players who could not participate saw the excitement of Qin Nuo and vaguely guessed something, but they could only watch it.

Before we knew it, time passed by.

In a blink of an eye, the sky outside the car window gradually turned yellow.

The hour on the wall came to six o'clock.

With the cooperation and efforts of several people, egg tarts with large faces were placed on the dining table and temporarily wrapped in plastic wrap.

The four were very tired, and one of them was dry and dry.

But seeing the results in front of you, the fatigue in your body seemed to have been reduced a lot.

Qin Nuo glanced at the hourly numbers and said, "It's almost done, it seems that time is enough."

He turned his head and said that the old hen on the ground was still very vigorous after laying more than thirty eggs. He made a loud scream in his throat, and even had a bit of a rooster's heroic spirit.

The intensity of the momentum really made everyone present dumbfounded.

"Dinner is ready, but I don't know...is this the dinner that big guy wants?"

Although it was done, the few people still had some concerns.

The more you get the car behind, the more time becomes.

After completing seven cars, there are still two cars left. Who knows how long it will take to stay in the next one?

Qin Nuo couldn't guarantee that he could not see himself and could not trigger the analysis.

Although these food ghosts have the word "ghost", they are actually just simple living organisms that give vitality and have independent thinking.

This kind of existence naturally cannot trigger the eye of analysis.

Over there, the other players also made their own dinners.

They noticed the food on Qin Nuo's side, and their faces changed.

It's getting dark.

The dimness was engulfed in the carriage.

Then the lights on the ceiling light up.

Standing there, the biscuits like a statue of the day moved and began to move.

The light behind the screen also illuminated, reflecting a huge pyramid-like shadow.

The food trucks were pushed up, and the fragrance had already spread. The swallowing ghost behind the screen seemed to have smelled it, shaking his exaggerated and fat body and said, "Push up all the food, I'm so hungry."

Now!"

Qin Nuo and others looked at each other and said, "Let's be the first one."

The few people had no objection, and the more they were behind, the more they were suffering.

Fang Ye pushed a large dining car forward, and it was more than one, but a total of three.

"This is made by the five of us together, and the portion should be enough for your appetite." Fang Ye raised his head and said.

"Food for five people?"

"If I don't feel satisfied with the food, I don't need to say more about what comes later, right?"

The glutton didn't care. In his opinion, as long as it was delicious food and enough, it didn't matter if it was the same.

He reached out and grabbed the dining cart, lifted the lid, and the egg tart was pinched between his fingers.

Although it was a large portion of egg tart, it seemed that in front of the swallow ghost, it was still a small dessert with not enough taste. Fortunately, I made three.

"What is this?"

“Like a cream cake, but not very similar.”

The devourer looked at it.

Everyone had strange expressions. After eating so many high-calorie foods, they didn’t even recognize egg tarts?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help feeling uneasy.

After the hand retracted the screen, it fell into silence, and the time passed by little by little.

Qin Nuo's heart couldn't help but hang up. Without the eye of analysis, there was a lack of security.

After a while, there was still no sound, but one hand reached out, grabbed the other two egg tarts, and then retracted the screen.

Everyone was confused.

What does this mean?

Could it be that it is so delicious that it can’t speak?

Finally, a voice came from behind the screen: "What are these called?"

Qin Nuo said, "Egg Tart."

"Egg tart...egg tart...egg tart..."

After the screening cloth, the devouring ghost kept muttering these two words, and then said, "Come in."

These three words made Qin Nuo look stunned.

"I?"

He turned his head and found that Lan Yan and everyone else took a step back and pushed him to the front.

Qin Nuo was speechless for a moment, looked back at the black shadow under the screen, and said, "Don't go in, can't you talk about it here?"

"You're talking a little bit nonsense. I'll let you in and come in. I'm the rule in this carriage!"

The devouring ghost made a sound, with a strong commanding tone.

Qin Nuo's face looked deep.

OK.

Someone must stand up.

After entering, seeing that guy's true body can trigger the eye of analysis. In this way, even if there is any accident, you can have roughly responding.

Thinking of this, Qin Nuo took a step forward, his body passed through the screen and disappeared under the light...
Chapter completed!