Because the two escaped ingredients were caught, the scene in the carriage changed a little.

Li Shizhen and Dorothy also joined in the preparation of tonight's dinner.

Plates of ingredients were placed on the table, and they were all large portions.

Qin Nuo lost his hands and was unable to participate in the production, but he also played another more important role.

"I have enough flour, condensed milk, milk, and tart shells. I'm still missing one thing: sugar, preferably white sugar."

Qin Nuo turned his head to look at the food ghosts lined up on the cupboard, looking around, and asked, "We're still missing some sugar. Is Brother Bai Tang here?"

There was no response. The meat ghost went into a cupboard and pulled out a little ghost covered in white. He scolded it, "Why are you hiding? I'm not going to eat you!"

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

The sugar ghost looked rather timid, looking at Qin Nuo and the others with fear. He obediently took a basin and opened his mouth to spit out a large amount of sugar.

"Is this enough? I haven't been feeling well recently and can't vomit much." The Sugar Ghost said pitifully.

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "That's enough. Thank you very much."

Several people were busy, and Qin Nuo basically acted as a supervisor.

"It's born! It's 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's birth shouldn't be as exciting as you."

Of course it was the hen that gave birth.

And there are two of them.

The glutinous rice cakes fried by Fang Ye seemed to have the effect of inducing labor.

As the old hen was eating, warm eggs rolled out from behind her.

"Holy crap! This chicken is laying eggs like it's ovulating. Isn't it too fertile?"

Lan Yan was stunned as she watched the eggs rolling on the floor.

"This chicken doesn't look very smart, but I didn't expect it to be a fighting chicken!"

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

Lan Yan listened and couldn't help but pick up the hen, wanting to bite her twice: "Brother Chicken, you are awesome! I take back what I said before, you are my ancestor!"

The hen didn't understand what was going on, so she broke free and turned around to peck at the rice cake again.

The other players who were unable to participate saw the excitement on Qin Nuo's side and vaguely guessed something, but they could only watch.

Before you know it, time passes by.

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

The clock on the wall showed six o'clock.

With the collaborative efforts of several people, egg tarts as big as face plates were placed on the dining table and temporarily wrapped in plastic wrap.

The four of them were very tired, and one of them had a dry mouth.

But seeing the results before my eyes, the fatigue seemed to have eased a lot.

Qin Nuo glanced at the clock and said, "It's almost time. It looks like there's just enough time."

He turned his head and saw that the old hen on the ground was still very vigorous after laying more than thirty eggs. She made a loud and clear cry from her throat, even with some of the heroic spirit of a rooster.

The level of ferocity was so fierce that everyone present was dumbfounded.

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

Although it was completed, a few people still had some concerns.

The further back you are in the car, the tighter the time becomes.

After completing seven carriages, there are only two left. Who knows how long I will have to stay in the next carriage?

Qin Nuo didn't dare to guarantee it. Without being able to see the person in person, there was no way to trigger the analysis.

Although these food ghosts have the word "ghost" in their name, they are actually just simple living beings that are endowed with 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 dinner.

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

It's getting dark.

Darkness engulfed the carriage.

Then the lights on the ceiling lit up one by one.

The cookie man, who had been standing there like a statue all day, suddenly moved and began to walk.

The light behind the screen also lit up, casting a huge shadow like a pyramid.

As food carts were pushed up one after another, the aroma filled the air. The Devourer behind the screen seemed to have smelled it, shaking his exaggeratedly fat body and saying, "Hurry up and push all the food up! I'm starving!"

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

Several people had no objection, the further they went, the more painful it would be.

Fang Ye pushed forward a large food cart, not just one, but three in total.

"This was made by the five of us together. The portion should be enough for your appetite." Fang Ye raised his head and spoke.

"Food for five people?"

"If I'm not satisfied with the food, I don't need to say anything more, right?"

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

He reached out and grabbed the food cart, the lid flew off, and the egg tart was pinched between two fingers.

Although it was a large portion of egg tart, it still seemed like a small dessert that was not tasty enough in front of the gobbler. Fortunately, I made three portions.

"What is this?"

“Like a butter cake, but not quite.”

The Devourer looked it over.

Everyone had strange expressions on their faces. This big guy had eaten so many high-calorie foods, but he didn't even recognize egg tarts?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The hand retracted behind the screen, and then fell into silence, and time passed by little by little.

Qin Nuo's heart couldn't help but hang in the air. Without the Eye of Analysis, there was a lack of security.

After a long moment, there was still no sound, but a hand reached out, grabbed two more egg tarts, and retracted behind the screen.

Everyone was confused.

What does this mean?

Is this so delicious that I'm speechless?

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

Qin Nuo said, "Egg tart."

“Egg tart…egg tart…egg tart…”

Behind the screen, the Devourer kept muttering these two words, and then said, "Come in."

These three words made Qin Nuo look stunned.

"I?"

He turned around and found that Lan Yan and everyone else had taken a step back, pushing him to the front.

Qin Nuo was speechless for a moment. He turned around to look at the dark shadow under the screen and said, "There's no need to go in. Can't we talk here?"

"You've been talking too much nonsense. I told you to come in, so just come in. I'm the one who rules this carriage!"

The Devourer spoke with a strong commanding tone.

Qin Nuo looked pensive.

Whatever.

Someone has to stand up.

After entering, seeing the guy's true body will trigger the Eye of Analysis. In this way, even if something unexpected happens, we will be able to take rough measures to deal with it.

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

Behind them, Lan Yan and the others watched, and their heartbeats involuntarily tightened.