Claudia’s head kept shaking her brown curly hair to both sides, so it shook cute and messy. Her eyes finally fell on a restaurant sign. She touched her belly and suggested, "Why don’t we have dinner together?"

18/06/2024 By adminq

Imil just looked around at Claudia. Although he became a ghost, he always welcomed all the food. He nodded and agreed, "Good!"
Although new york Kitchen Block is chaotic, it is located in Manhattan after all, and there are also many rich people who have made a fortune from local businesses here.
All the same supporting facilities will not be lacking, and other blocks are different. The restaurants and bars here look ugly, and only when you really go in will you find a hole in the sky.
Claudia seems to be more familiar with these doorways. She took Imil to such a restaurant.
Imil, the name outside, has never been heard of, but after entering, I feel that different restaurants look out of doors and their faces are a little old, but the decorative columns and statues are antique, and even laymen can feel a kind of luxury.
Unlike big-name hotels, there are not many queues in the restaurant, and each guest sits in front of his seat and has a dedicated waiter.
I took the menu handed over by the waitress and dazzled Imil with hundreds of famous dishes from various countries and regions. I really don’t see it at all. It’s not very impressive. There are so many dishes in the restaurant
Every dish corresponds to a special chef, so the strength of this restaurant can be imagined.
After thinking for a quarter of an hour, Imil looked at the menu price, which was really a bit nerve-racking. The price of restaurant dishes was really strong enough. An ordinary steak here dared to ask for $1,888. Really, when this is the starting point, can it be rewarded at will?
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have fresh fish sauce from the Caspian Sea bordering Iran and Russia. The flash sturgeon sauce has just arrived from Russia and has not been opened."
After waiting long enough, the waitress next to me took the initiative to recommend it.
Lucky and flashing sturgeon sounds expensive. Imil squeezed out a smile and was about to refuse. Next to it, Lydia had freely agreed to "open two cans, one for each person."
She familiarly introduced to Imil that "the first course in western food is the first course, which is also called appetizer. Appetizers generally have special flavor, salty and sour taste, and the Russian flash sturgeon sauce with small quantity and high quality is a good choice."
Pay tribute to the professional explanation waitress of Claudia for giving a grin.
Claudia was dumbfounded in Imil. She didn’t even look at the menu. She simply and naturally continued to order "French-baked onion soup is the soup, and the side dishes are selected. You are better at fish and sauce, and choose Dutch juice."
She said and looked at Imil. "I think archbishop juice will be more suitable for your identity, high flyers, a theological seminary of Columbia University!" Then he said, "There is nothing for the main course and vegetable salad, just watch."
The waitress replied with a smile, "Good lady, we have everything in our restaurant, and you will feel satisfied. By the way, for dessert, I suggest you have some organic ice cream just delivered from San Francisco."
Imil hesitated, and Claudia nodded to help him make a choice. "Yes, it’s better to have Italian dessert. I love sweets very much. What about you, Imil?"
Imil stiffened his neck a little. He found that this might be the only thing he had in common with Lydia. He felt that his body could fall in love with Lydia when he was alive, which was even more bizarre than his resurrection in the Marvel Comics world.
The waitress recommended, "We have eight years left here. Do you need to open a bottle for Ms. Lafite?"
Judging from the reaction, she can also see who can make the order here. Imil finally found an opportunity to speak. He shook his head and said, "We don’t want wine."
Claudia nodded approvingly. "Yes, I’m not used to red wine either. Let’s have a bottle of French Cook champagne. Shall we have fish sauce for the first course? Do you want it with champagne, Imil or do you have a better place?"
At the moment, Imil doesn’t know what to say. He resigned himself to his position and tasted the dishes ordered by Lydia. I have to say that this restaurant is absolutely perfect in craftsmanship, which is almost eye-popping
Chapter one hundred and seventeen Quick power
Fish sauce is the favorite and most luxurious food of modern people, but it is the table soft gold, and its price will not be lost to gold. People who can order it when Claudia brings it into this restaurant can at least afford a sip of it at least in dollars.
The thoughtful waitress helped Imil and Claudia open the cans of fish sauce and then elegantly scooped ivory spoons into the chilled plate.
"I like to eat fish sauce. Champagne with very low sweetness is not only delicious, but also delicious. This taste is very memorable and symmetrical."
Imil stare blankly at Lydia, who looks like a noble family, but now she has all the elements of a noble family when tasting delicious food in small bites.
He scooped up a spoonful of fish sauce from the plate and put it into his mouth like Claudia did.
The most precious thing about fish sauce is that it is so difficult to process and transport fish sauce, so it costs money because every fish egg must be completely damaged before it is sent to the mouth.
Because of this, until the fish sauce is sent to Imil’s mouth, it can still keep the granules complete
At the moment when Imil gently crushed the fish eggs with his tongue and jaw, he realized that it was no wonder that this little gadget was so expensive and so many people sought after it. It turned out that the delicious food in this little fish egg exploded and it felt like a little girl gently massaging every taste bud on the tip of her tongue.
Compared with Imil’s past life, he ate many things called fish sauce. Strictly speaking, it is not the title.
Those things may also be processed fish eggs or delicious, but they may come from a pregnant member of the round fin fish, salmon, whitefish, cod or other fish family.
There is absolutely no such thing as the sparkling sturgeon sauce ordered by Claudia. The definition of delicious fish sauce is as precise and strict as that of champagne. Only sturgeon eggs are qualified to make fish sauce.
"It’s over. I think I love this stuff, too. This sturgeon sauce is so delicious." Imil slowly tasted the delicious food, and when he came to his senses, he found that there were a dozen familiar cans piled up in front of Claudia.
If Imil doesn’t admit his mistake, it seems that it’s all this delicious and expensive canned flash sturgeon sauce. Is it because he has an illusion that an hour has passed since he tasted a small bite of fish sauce?
"How did you do that?" Imil blinked. He looked at Lydia’s attractive little mouth and asked in surprise, "Did it distort just now?"
Maintain absolute aristocratic manners, but the speed is as fast as the wind and the clouds, destroying the fish sauce in front of her. Claudia looked up and looked at Imil with embarrassment and spit out a small sweet tongue and said, "This is my ability to mutate and surpass ordinary people."
"Is rapidity a quick force?" Although I have never seen a movie, Imil seems to have heard of a superhero named Flash in his previous life. His ability is to surpass all speeds.
Flash can make his body cells vibrate at a very high frequency, so that when he runs through solid substances such as walls, the speed can reach and exceed the "light speed"
Moreover, Flash should run fast enough to cross the time dimension to achieve the effect of crossing everything.
Claudia looked even more surprised than Imil. She lifted the champagne, took a sip and shook her head. "How is that possible? My fastest speed can reach meters per second, and I haven’t even reached the speed of sound. Sister Magic once said that even the fastest person in the world can only reach the speed of sound, and there is still a long way to go before light."
Imil frowned and was stimulated by delicious food, and his brain began to work. So there is no superhero like Flash in this world? So what are the other superheroes? Just because this is Marvel Comics’s film world?
I’ve seen Daredevil, Wolverine, Beast and SHIELD, all of whom have appeared in their previous lives, but if that’s all, how about helping Spider-Man deal with the evil six?
Except for doctor octopus, it is the first time that Imil has seen it in this world.
Poor Imil, he never thought that Marvel Comics Company was not what he thought it was, but a comic giant company, and Marvel Universe didn’t include which movies he had seen before he was resurrected, but a huge world.
So he will see many super criminals who have never appeared in movies, and in this world, super heroes will have so much interaction.
Yu Shanyao didn’t appear in this universe because his previous company in Imil was competing with Marvel Comics.
Not all superheroes owned by the same company, including Flash and Green Lantern, are in the same world as Superman and Batman.
Even if Imil turned his brain to smoke at a high speed and didn’t understand the cause and effect behind it, he couldn’t analyze anything to understand the lack of information. Imil’s brain turned for a long time and couldn’t get anything at all.
He scratched his head and simply let himself get used to it. Nai spread out his hand and Imil was a little frustrated and smiled bitterly. "I envy your ability to approach the speed of sound even without superluminal speed. It’s amazing!"
Compared with ordinary people, their speed is no different from running, even if they become ghosts and escape from gravity, their floating speed has only increased a little, and they are simply scum in front of Lydia’s super speed.
Compared with the "tortoise-rabbit race", they are at least equipped with Scud missiles and half disabled turtles.
Lydia smiled bitterly and pursed her lips. "No, I like your ability more. You can fly and pass the window and wall. If I had your ability, I wouldn’t always be at home by my father."
This is typical. It’s best if you can’t get it. Imil and Lydia sit opposite each other and drool over each other’s super ability for a long time. Imil suggested, "Have dinner, too? Why don’t we find a place to test your ability?" His eyes motioned for Claudia to pay the bill and leave quickly
Chapter one hundred and ten Meet Daredevil again
For childhood friends who grew up together, it was too simple for Claudia to want white Imil. She happily accepted Imil’s suggestion and nodded and said, "Yes, the food here is good. There are many good places that are actually unknown."
Imil understands that this is what previous lives called low-key luxury, status and status. Big people always want more * *
Claudia’s little hand turned over in her bag for a long time and felt her heart, so it was cold.
Her bag is full of make-up, VIP cards and some women’s private things. During this period, her bag has been lent to the magic woman, who naturally won’t see these ordinary people caring for skin.
Ki, if she wants to make up, she can just transform directly. Nothing has been touched by the magic girl, but only one mutant can get a show.
"Where’s my wallet?" Claudia groped for a handful of things in her small bag again, and most of them were brand makeup that Imil had never seen before.
In addition, I still haven’t found any money. Imil recalled that she seemed to have seen Lydia’s bag beside the Magic Woman the day before, and probably guessed what was going on.
He silently cursed the damn magic woman and confused Claudia, only to find that she didn’t have her wallet when she had already eaten the food and was ready to pay the bill.
Naizhong Claudia looked at Imil with a little longing eyes. Her watery eyes were filled with the message "What if I don’t have money?"
Imil felt in his pocket and resolutely took out some poor dollar steel shovel from it and put it in Claudia’s hand. He responded with firm eyes, "I can help you so much."
Lydia strengthened a little bitterness and sent a message with a little pity in her eyes. "What shall we do?"