Qin Nuo looked helpless.
But at this moment, a man came over and threw something on the table: "I guess the other ingredient you are looking for should be this."
The person who came was Li Shizhen. The ghost he threw on the table was a milky white ghost with layers of sticky milky white liquid flowing all over its body. It looked similar to a cream ghost, but the taste was completely different.
"Condensed milk." Fang Ye was very familiar with the smell and said while pinching his nose.
Like the flour ghost, it is full of malice towards all people and food ghosts, and is covered with scars and signs of being eaten.
Qin Nuo's expression changed slightly. He looked at Dorothy and Li Shizhen. Instead of asking how they caught him, he asked, "What does this mean?"
"You have a good brain, that's all we can do to help."
Li Shizhen did not express it directly, but his meaning was very clear.
I want a piece of cake too!
"Brother Phantom, you can tell us what to do next."
"After all, you're so limited with your hands, you're definitely going to need a lot of help."
Qin Nuo glanced at Lan Yan and Fang Ye with a helpless expression, but he didn't refuse, because he really needed to borrow something from them next.
The two missing food ghosts were found. They were thrown on the dining table, but their faces still showed no sign of surrender.
Lan Yan pulled the old hen over again, crossed his arms, stood aside, scratched his head, and asked, "So, flour, condensed milk, chicken, what kind of dish is this?"
"The answer."
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be in that cookbook."
Qin Nuo turned his head and looked at Dorothy who was standing at the back...
The latter's expression changed slightly.
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