MM Racing Chapter 3094 "Romantic" Wedding Season (4)
Chapter 3094 "Romantic" Wedding Season (4)
Chapter 3094 "Romantic" Wedding Season (XIV)
As for Peter, although he is not Spider-Man now, he was Spider-Man for a long time after all.
Spider-Man's strength is not something that the ordinary human body structure can support. In fact, his body has long been transformed by the power of the spider totem. Even though the ability has been given to Miles, his various organs are no longer the same as those of ordinary people.
It can be understood that the organs of ordinary people are like 10000w power banks, which are about 60% charged by middle age. The power of the golden apple can help them charge their organs to 100%.
But Spider-Man's organ is a 500000w power bank. After Peter lost his spider ability, although his power is now the same as that of an ordinary human, his capacity limit has not changed.
Moreover, Schiller and Professor X had done research on spider-sense before, and they all agreed that spider-sense is caused by an additional structure in Spider-Man's brain and his pineal gland has mutated, so it can achieve the early warning effect.
Although Peter no longer has spider abilities, this mutation may still exist, but it will not be activated because it does not have the support of the spider totem power.
Once the power of the golden apple enters his body, it will automatically adjust all his organs, including the mutated organs, which is equivalent to recharging and activating the spider sense.
But it may be because the compatibility between the divine power and Spider-Man's body is not that high, the energy supply efficiency is relatively low, and it is completely incomparable to the compatibility of the spider totem, so the ability is also weaker.
Moreover, if this ability is continuously activated, the divine power will also be consumed, and the consumption rate will be much faster than that of ordinary people to maintain their daily lives. This small piece of apple is probably not enough for him to sustain for several months.
But it doesn’t matter, Schiller didn’t really have only this one apple, there was a whole tree of fruit in the Golden Apple Orchard.
And it’s good to have weak abilities. If the abilities are too strong, Peter would feel it’s a waste not to use them to fight crime.
But somehow, the topic between Peter and Stark went off topic, and Stark proposed a hypothesis.
"Since your abilities are back, but not as strong as before, is there a possibility that it's because you weren't bitten by a spider this time?"
Peter thought for a moment and said, "It seems that this is the only difference condition. Should I go to the Osborne Group to find another spider?"
"Does it have to be the Osborn Group?" Stark seemed a little disgusted, but he was a rigorous scientist after all, and thought it would be better to restore the scene as much as possible.
"I'll give Harry a call," Peter said. "He and Mary have reunited recently. Maybe they'll be able to come over for a vacation."
After Peter went out to make a phone call, Stark began to prepare breakfast with great ambition. At this time, Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon had woken up and came down from the second floor skipping and jumping.
These two guys drank a lot yesterday, but after all, one is a Pokémon and the other is a mechanical raccoon with a modified body. They have a strong tolerance for alcohol and do not have hangovers, so they are still full of energy the next day.
The two of them found a big trampoline in the warehouse next to Stone House yesterday, but the fabric was a bit hard, and the two little brats didn't bounce at all when they jumped on it. Today they planned to modify the trampoline and replace it with a softer fabric so that they could jump on it too.
Schiller sat down at the island counter with a drink in his hand, and he was going to see how Stark made breakfast.
At the beginning, it was pretty decent. He took out a frying pan, put the bottle of olive oil next to it, took two eggs, and then turned on the induction cooker.
Another thing is that Schiller installed a natural gas stove in this house, but many Americans are not used to using planetary engines and prefer to use induction cookers or electric frying pans. The same is true for Stark. He has an inexplicable fear of open flames.
But after all, it was a fried egg, so anything would do. The pan quickly heated up, and Stark wanted to pour oil into it.
He fiddled with the oil bottle for a long time, trying to twist the lid off and push down the top, but he couldn't get it open. The pot started to smoke, so he turned around and shouted to Schiller, "What the hell is this broken bottle? Why can't I open it?"
Schiller propped his chin up with his hand and said, "Why don't you try pouring it directly into the pot?"
Stark was about to retort, but seeing that the pot was smoking, he had no choice but to turn around and take the bottle to pour it into the pot. As soon as the bottle was poured, the olive oil poured out.
Stark opened his eyes wide, holding the oil bottle and turning it around, paying special attention to the mouth of the bottle. He was indeed a great scientist, and he quickly figured out the principle - in fact, this was a gravity oil bottle.
Before Stark could become complacent, he discovered another problem. He was too hasty in pouring the oil and poured too much. The olive oil in the pan even covered the entire bottom of the pan. It was obviously not necessary to fry two eggs so much oil.
But the nature of human beings is to add water when there is more flour, and add flour when there is more water. This amount of oil is a bit too much to fry two eggs, but if I fry ten at once, wouldn’t that be just right?
"Haha, it looks like others are in for a treat." Stark held the egg rack with both hands and placed it next to the pot, saying, "They can enjoy the perfect breakfast made by Stark. What a wonderful day!"
Stark began to crack eggs into the pot, but from his shaky movements, it could be seen that he had never cracked eggs like this before. He was probably imitating Schiller's cooking.
Friends who have cooked should all know that cracking eggs also requires a certain feel. Some people are used to using the edge of the pot, some are used to using the edge of the stove, and some people have to use a bowl, otherwise it is easy to break.
Schiller is more accustomed to cracking eggs on the edge of the kitchen counter. On the one hand, if he encounters a bad egg, he can just throw it away and the egg liquid will not flow directly into the pot. On the other hand, this position is lower than the edge of the pot, so it is more convenient for him to use.
Stark also wanted to knock the egg at this place, so he held the egg upright in his hand and knocked it towards there. This time the knock was bigger, and with a bang, the egg exploded directly in his hand.
"Ah!" Stark screamed.
The eggshell fell to the ground and the egg liquid stuck to his hands, which was really killing him as a germaphobe.
But how could one say that Stark's illness had improved a lot? After grimacing there for more than ten seconds, he moved to the faucet, washed his hands first, then wiped all the egg shells and fallen egg liquid on the ground with kitchen paper, and finally wiped the edge of the countertop.
But the sad thing was that the egg liquid fell on the cupboard door and flowed in through the cupboard door. The inner cupboard door was all stained with egg white. When Stark opened it, he felt like the sky was falling.
He wiped it roughly with a tissue, then felt that time was not enough, so he quickly picked up another egg.
This time he learned from his last lesson and just tapped it lightly. The eggshell did crack, but the crack was a little small. Stark took it to the top of the pot and tried to break it open, but the crack was crushed everywhere. The eggshell fell into the pot like a meteor shower.
"Oh, shit!" Stark quickly took a spatula from the side and tried to pick it out, but the stuff couldn't be picked out with a spatula, so he went to the chopstick cage next to him and got a pair of chopsticks.
But in fact, Stark didn't know how to use chopsticks, so he had to use one chopstick in each hand to pick up the food.
But the pan had been burning for such a long time, the oil temperature was very high, and the eggs were already cooked before he could pick out the pieces.
Stark stood in front of the pot feeling sad.
He had no choice but to use the spatula he had just used to scoop out the entire egg and throw it away, turn off the fire, pour out all the oil with the fragments, and then start over.
This time it was finally a little smoother. He poured the right amount of oil, cracked the eggs successfully and put them into the pan, frying two seemingly perfect eggs. He put the eggs on a plate, brought it to Schiller and said, "Would you like to try Stark's perfect fried eggs first?"
Schiller didn't even raise his eyelids, picked up the pair of chopsticks next to him and turned the eggs over.
The front was a perfectly fried egg, but the back was completely burnt, and the color was similar to a black hole.
"How could this happen?" Stark said in shock, "I saw you frying eggs this way, why didn't they get burnt?"
"There are two kinds of fried eggs," Schiller said. "One kind needs to be turned over, and the other doesn't. If you want it to be cooked evenly, turn it over halfway through..."
"But that wouldn't look good," Stark said. "It's not like you can't see it in a sandwich. I want to fry an egg like you fry so you can see the egg white and yolk."
"Then you need to adjust the heat and cover the pot. You can't leave the pot open over high heat all the way to the bottom, otherwise when the top is cooked, the bottom will definitely be burnt."
Stark suddenly realized.
He did it again. When the egg liquid on top was basically solidified, he turned down the heat, then covered the pot and continued frying and simmering. In this way, the egg liquid on top would solidify and the bottom would be just golden brown.
After half an hour of hard work, the fried eggs were finally out of the oven. Stark was already thinking of giving up his big breakfast plan. He thought it would be nice to have a piece of toast with the fried eggs in between.
He opened another plastic bag and took out the bread, only to find that he didn't buy sliced toast, which meant he had to cut it himself.
At this time, Peter had already returned from the phone call. Seeing Stark taking a fruit knife to cut toast, he rushed into the kitchen and snatched the knife.
"Tony, what are you doing?!"
"I want to cut toast, what's wrong?"
"You need a special bread knife to cut toast. This thing won't cut it. And if you hold the toast in this position, you will only cut your fingers off."
Stark blinked, as if he could not imagine this scene at all. Peter pulled out a bread knife from the knife rack next to him. The bread knife had no point and the blade was not sharp, but it had serrations on it. He could cut soft things by just sliding it back and forth gently.
After cutting the toast, Peter first looked at the eggs that had died tragically in the trash can, then looked at the footprints left by the egg liquid on the floor that had not been wiped clean, and sighed with heartache.
"Mr. Stark, I feel like if you keep doing this, there's little chance you'll be able to wake up in time for the ladies. How about I help you?"
Stark touched his nose and realized that he was not cut out to cook. He was waiting for Peter to give him a way out.
"Well, I'd also like to fry some beans and some sausages, and it would be even better if I could have some mashed potatoes."
"Then you go open the can of beans first... Never mind, I'll do it. You go put the pot in place, add a little olive oil, and get the tomato paste from the refrigerator."
Peter picked up the can opener and picked out the can of beans from the plastic bag. The fried beans common in English breakfast are made from cans, but the taste here in the United States is heavier, and you have to add some tomato paste and sugar to make it taste sour and sweet.
Stark went to look in the refrigerator, but he actually had no idea what tomato paste was. He thought it was just ordinary ketchup. When he saw that the sauce was red and there was a tomato picture on the bottle, he took it.
Peter poured it into the pot without even looking, and found it was so watery, so he looked down and sighed.
"Mr. Stark, this is ketchup, not tomato paste."
"What's the difference?"
"Tomato paste has a richer taste, while ketchup has a higher sugar content and will taste bitter if the heat is not controlled properly."
Stark gasped, and Peter had to comfort him, "It's okay, I can control the heat. It's not impossible to use ketchup, just don't add extra sugar."
After saying that, he put the beans in and stir-fried them until the moisture was slightly dried up and the sauce began to become thick. He then used a spatula to scoop it into a plate on the side.
The next step was to fry the sausages. This was not difficult at all, so Peter asked Stark to do it. He simply poured oil into the pan, put the sausages in, and fry them until both sides were golden brown.
Stark didn't do anything extra, but the sausages he bought were vacuum-packed, so there was some liquid on them when he took them out. He didn't wipe them dry and just put them in the oil.
Crack!
"Ow!!!"