Dimensional Restaurant in Marvel

A deep house away from the noisy streets of Edo.

In the only room with lights on, Yukino Seimei had a troubled look on his face.

Resurrect the dead.

Big trouble!

With the help of the crow shikigami, he witnessed the creation of a man out of thin air throughout the whole process, and after listening to the three of them recounting the old days, Yukino Seimei has figured out the cause and effect of this matter.

At this time, he only felt a pain in his head, and regretted why he had to eavesdrop somewhere.

"It's all because of the barbecue at that house, it's too fragrant."

Yukino Seimei said something angrily, then sighed.

After smelling the strong fragrance for several hours, the gluttonous Yuino Seimei's saliva drools bowl after bowl.

I really want to eat it!

Keke, digressed.

Yukino Seimei clenched his right fist and put it in front of his mouth, coughed twice silently, then slowly got up and walked outside the house.

The matter is important, and he needs to discuss it with his neighbors.

………………

the next day.

Just after the early morning, Mu Qiu woke up from his sleep, stared at the strange ceiling for a while, then turned his head to the left suddenly, what was reflected in his sleepy eyes were swords, guns, halberds, four treasures of the study... Then he turned his head to the right, reflecting What comes into view is a pillow, a Rubik's cube with a side length of one meter, a reclining Buddha, a stone statue of Easter Island...

Finally, Mu Qiu turned his head and looked at the ceiling.

"Ah! I'm dreaming again!"

Sometimes having the ability to realize fantasy is not all good. For example, you are dreaming one second, and the next second the thing in the dream pops out, squatting next to you to watch you sleep.

It's easy to say if it's a dead thing, but if it's a living thing.

emmm..., the feeling will be very bad! in various senses.

After all, in sleep, the thoughts in the brain are completely out of control, and the ghost knows what things will be created.

If one day he woke up and found an old ruler lying on his pillow, Mu Qiu would not be surprised at all.

"I need to find a way, I don't have to worry about my own safety, other people..."

Great danger!

Mu Qiu got up, wiped away the mess in the house with a wave, and then went out to the courtyard.

The courtyard is as usual, nothing strange.

I glanced at the three of Isao Kondo and Nobuo Imai who leaned against the wooden pillars, closed their eyes and rested on the walls and tree trunks.

"Didn't anything special happen last night?"

"What do you mean?"

Nobuo Imai opened her eyes, and Gujing Wubo's eyes turned to Mu Qiu.

If there was anything special last night, what you did was definitely the most special.

"Emmm..., for example, there are strange creatures appearing or strange things falling from the sky... and so on."

"No."

Nobuo Imai closed her eyes and continued to meditate.

"That's good."

Mu Qiu smiled and went to prepare breakfast.

As the saying goes, eat a good breakfast, eat enough at noon, and eat less dinner.

Mu Qiu knows many breakfast recipes, but one of his favorites is porridge with steamed buns.

Therefore, the breakfast that Mu Qiu is going to make today is tomato porridge with fresh meat Xiaolongbao.

The tomato meat porridge is made of tomatoes that Qingyunmen cultivated carefully, which is comparable to panacea, and wild boars with a capture level of up to 100, the most essential part of the whole body.

The flour of fresh pork buns is made of golden wheat, and the meat is precious meat, which is said to have a retail price of 10,000 yuan.

There are two clones, one is in charge of making stuffing for buns, the other is in charge of kneading flour, and Mu Qiu himself is in charge of cooking porridge.

With the ability of time, as soon as the ingredients are taken out, they will be processed in the next instant.

As soon as the ingredients were put into the pot, the rich aroma overflowed, and quickly spread to the entire Hengdao Hall along with the flowing wind.

Sleeping people, people with hangovers, their noses moved one after another, and they raised their heads following the traction of the aroma.

Rise, rise...overwhelmed...

Boom.

The raised head fell, hitting the floor or pillow.

The sudden impact woke up the sleeping person, staring blankly at the front.

Who hit me on the head just now?

The few people who just woke up touched the sore part of their heads with some doubts.

But he didn't delve into it, his attention was immediately attracted by the fragrance floating in the air, his nose was raised, and he followed the fragrance.

Five minutes later, in the courtyard.

A group of guys in pajamas bumped into each other, their eyes glowing green, staring at the steaming iron bucket and steamer, their throats wriggling and swallowing saliva.

The aroma is alluring, the appetite in everyone's eyes is overflowing, and the claws stretch out uncontrollably towards the steamer.

"Papa..."

Tap off the paws one by one.

"Go and wash first, then eat."

Hearing this, several people glanced reluctantly at the steamer and the iron bucket containing the porridge, and then ran to the washroom.

Instead, the police team standing in the courtyard had already washed up, filled a bowl of tomato porridge, took away a basket of steamed buns, and sat down at the dining table to enjoy a delicious breakfast.

Later, the rest of the people also washed up and returned to the courtyard to have breakfast.

A group of people sat at the dining table, holding a bowl of tomato and meat porridge and sipping. Their faces were so happy that they couldn't bear to look directly at them, as if they hadn't eaten for hundreds of years.

Although the metaphor is not accurate, but at first glance, it always gives people a very pitiful impression.

After all, a bowl of tomato and meat porridge and a basket of steamed buns were eaten by them like a full banquet.

As the meal began, the aroma of the food had drifted outside the dojo, and the soldiers standing guard around the dojo smelled the rich aroma lingering in their noses.

Gudong~gudong~gudong~

The sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing.

Although they wanted to eat very much, the soldiers still stuck to their posts, but according to the current situation of drooling, they would fall into a state of dehydration in about ten minutes.

When everyone was distracted, the four slipped into the Heng Dao Hall without any effort.

In the courtyard.

Mu Qiu, who was sipping tomato porridge, suddenly put the bowl on the table and turned to look at the roof.

"Since you're here, why don't you come have breakfast together?"

After the words fell, Nobuo Imai, who was drinking porridge, put the bowls away in an instant, moved to the edge of the dining table, and drew their knives to guard the surroundings.

"As soon as we came in, you actually discovered that Mu Qiujun, you are really not simple."

Yukino Seimei and Mirino Michiman stepped on the bird shikigami and landed from the roof to the ground.

"Welcome." Mu Qiu smiled at them, then looked at another place, "How about you two? Do you want to continue hiding?"

After the words fell, two people who wrapped themselves tightly came out of the corner of the house.

Nobuo Imai, the others and the general were shocked to varying degrees when they saw how they were dressed.

Staring at a figure in a navy blue cloak and hat, Mu Qiu said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, it's a little slow to come!"

"I'm on an alien planet."

The very familiar voice of the three of Sakata Gintoki came from the bamboo hats, and the three of them froze for a moment, then turned their heads and stared viciously at the person who spoke.

"Really." Mu Qiu replied casually, and then invited, "Do you want some breakfast?"

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