Chapter 954 Difficulties for Food Critic~

The master of the black stewed egg bureau watched, Maria Hill's heart is no longer here.

Accompany the adults of the black stewed egg to play a game of cat and mouse.

I really want to go back home now, and pass the delicious food described by food critics in my own hands.

Hand made one by one, Maria Hill with big hands and fingers

"Next, I'll leave it to you~"

Ugh? Leave it to me?

Maria Hill was thinking in her mind that food critics were familiar with the food production process, so she had to try it herself when she went back.

As a result, after hearing the explanation given to him by Zhengdao Black Light Black Braised Egg, Maria Hill didn't even give Maria Hill a chance to refute.

Just ran away~

Can you stand it?

Maria Hill watched speechlessly, and before leaving, all the SHIELD agents were busy arresting food critics.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth on the side of the road, Maria Hill already knew what this guy was going to do in a hurry.

Fortunately, just now, at the risk of being controlled by food critics, going up and smashing to death with the black light of justice, the food critics' black stewed eggs were a little 'moved'.

who knows.

Maria Hill, who was speechless to the black marinated eggs, turned around and looked at the entrapment, and one after another the agents fell to the ground, as if they were being slapped by some kind of food critic.

Maria Hill's heart felt greasy for a while, and now she has finished the delicacy in her heart, and she will never have a chance to taste it in a short time

According to this rhythm, at least until Zhengdao Black Light Black Braised Egg has finished satisfying his appetite.

‘Yes~ I have to work overtime again.’

At this moment, Maria Hill, for 0.1 second, considered the food in her head.

Isn't it black marinated eggs? I really want to give away my S.H.I.E.L.D. work permit, pop! With a bang, it hit the face of Zhengdao Heiguang Hei Dian Dan.

With his waist on his back, he yelled at the black stewed egg: "Leave it to me, you just want to eat, and my mother quit~ You, black stewed egg, you were fired by my mother!"

But reality~

"For you guys, bring the god of food and follow me~"

"yes!"

hum~

Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind, Maria Hill's eyes shone coldly.

The agents didn't know why, but they didn't dare to disobey the orders of the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and now their immediate boss, Queen Maria Hill.

Now the evil food gods and food critics have also caught them. They seem to be off work and go to a delicious meal~

As a professional food critic, the food critic is really wronged and innocent at this moment.

Is it so dangerous to eat something for wool?

You gangsters, just because the cooks and soldiers are controlled by his illusion, can make up so much inner drama by yourself.

The food critic said that he really bought a dog.

The car was very abnormal, this time Maria Hill was not sitting in her seat as before.

Instead, the agents who were in charge of guarding the food critics were driven to other cars, and they were in charge of guarding the food critics themselves.

For Maria Hill's order, the agents responsible for guarding the food critics agreed with it.

Food critics have already talked about the mysterious oriental cuisine from the influence of the soil and water of the continents on the ingredients of western cuisine.

When it comes to Western cuisine, although they have not eaten everything, most of them know and have seen it.

It's just that food critics talk more about the gap between chefs in the West.

The gap between each chef is really huge. In the West, each shop has different characteristics.

If this store is plain, all the dishes will be very plain, if the taste is heavy, then all the tastes will be very heavy.

This is the difference that Western chefs only see, and there is also the difference in knife skills and heat. These food critics all have a reason.

What made them even more unacceptable and unimaginable was that this guy, a food critic, actually said that Her Majesty the Queen, Her Majesty, and even the president's food tasted like this.

It tastes exactly the same as a restaurant that is about to close down in a corner of a certain street.

That's what they listen to.

It was so fucking crazy, although they were puzzled, they didn't dare to question the God of Food.

Who is the god of food, this guy has eaten all over the place, what about the characters in all the restaurants on the little broken ball?

As for, they may have been lucky enough to have eaten at the restaurant in such and such a small corner. For this reason, in their hearts, they are also complacent about eating the same food as the Queen and others.

Here, the gourmet critics have already begun to elaborate on the mysterious oriental cuisine, so the agents who guard the gourmet critics.

I feel like I can't hold on any longer, and I'm thinking about whether to use drugs or something, or to shut up the food critics.

Either they both jumped out of the car together, and Maria Hill just happened to free them. The food critic looked at Maria Hill, who was leaning close to him as soon as he got into the car, with a horrified expression on his face.

"Wait~ Who are you? What are you going to do? Let me tell you~ I'm not just a random person."

Looking at Maria Hill with wolf-like eyes, the food critic was really scared and swallowed.

He shrank his weak and shivering boy in a small corner of the car.

I'm afraid this woman is so hungry that she wants to eat herself?

"Is everything you said true?"

"What is true or false?"

"It's the delicacies you mentioned~"

Food?

"Well, of course it's true, I'm someone who has eaten all over the world, why?"

He was relieved to see that this woman was not thinking about himself or a food critic.

Looking puzzled at Maria Hill who was eager to try, I don't know what this woman wants to do?

"I know you've eaten all over the world, but what foods do you only say about what you say? Will you cook it?"

cooking?

Looking at it, it seems that I have seen through you, and you can only say that you can't do Maria Hill.

How could a food critic endure this woman's contempt for him?

"Hmph~ I'm not bragging to you, as long as it's something I've eaten, there's nothing I can't make~"

"Really? Hehe~I don't believe it~unless."

Looking at the cunning Maria Hill in her eyes, the food critic felt the taste of conspiracy. This woman conspired against her?

"Unless what?"

But the arrow is already on the string, how can it be retracted? And this woman's gaze seemed to mock her as a real man for five seconds.

As a great food critic, he has to tell this woman that not only can he eat, but he can also cook