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Chapter 1978: Lighting the Wonder Dream in the Heart (Part 8)

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American fast food is almost the simplest type of food cooking method in the world. If it's meat, fry it; if it's vegetables, drizzle it with salad; if it's sauce, squeeze it as if it doesn't cost money; if it can be sugared, take a sack and pour it in.

One phenomenon is that the food eaten by the poor and the rich in the United States is actually two completely different things.

In the United States, there is a kind of supermarket called an organic supermarket. Note, many people hear the name of this supermarket and feel that the fruits, vegetables, and meat sold in the supermarket must be healthy.

But in fact, only the fruits, vegetables, and meat that meet EU standards are sold in organic supermarkets, while ordinary supermarkets sell lower-grade ones that only meet US standards. Simply put, they are ingredients without restrictions on clenbuterol addition and with unique pesticide detection standards.

So in the United States, families with a little money will definitely go to organic supermarkets to pay extra to buy ordinary ingredients.

And many times, only organic supermarkets have ingredients that can be cooked by themselves, while ordinary supermarkets have many semi-finished canned and frozen foods. These foods also contain lethal amounts of oil and sugar.

The food in organic supermarkets has to be paid for. If you don't have money, you can only buy things in ordinary supermarkets, so you have to bear a diet high in oil, salt, and sugar, which is also the reason why the obesity rate in the United States is the first in the world.

Another reason why the vast majority of ordinary people cannot achieve a light diet is that all restaurants outside, especially fast-food restaurants that ordinary people eat most often, have a large amount of cheap fried food, put lethal amounts of seasonings, and thick sugary drinks are unlimited and can be drunk at will.

The lethal amount here is definitely not an adjective. Although many people feel that cola is sweet enough, almost no fast-food restaurant will dilute cola syrup according to the guidance standard. They will all put less water, otherwise, they will be complained that the cola has no taste.

If the fried chicken doesn't explode in the mouth when you take a bite, this store definitely won't last long. If you can't taste the rich syrup in any pie or tart, it will definitely close down quickly.

The first feeling of Stark's bite was salty, very salty. The second feeling was greasy. I don't know where the fragrance came from, pushing straight up, just like swallowing a whole piece of butter directly.

Stark had to spit out what was in his mouth.

Honestly, if it weren't for being unpalatable to a certain extent, Stark wouldn't have made such a slightly rude move. Although he seemed very rebellious among the rich, he was also a product of elite education after all, and more importantly, he didn't want to lose face.

But he really couldn't stand it. After spitting it out, he had to take the burger to his eyes, confirm that he had taken a bite of a cheeseburger, and also confirm that the chef hadn't mistakenly stuffed butter mixed with salt into the burger.

He looked carefully and found that three slices of yellow salty cheese were put in the burger, and the slightly cold meat on the edge was turning white. That was the trace left by frying the meat with a large amount of butter, and he had never seen such a scene in a cheeseburger before.

Steve sighed, took a bite of the burger, swallowed it, and said: "I don't know if I should tell you, but the cheeseburger you invited me to eat at Stark Industries last time is very different from the one ordinary Americans eat."

Steve held the cheeseburger in his hand and showed it to Stark and said: "There will only be one kind of cheese in here, most of them are cheddar cheese, and a few will be mixed with a little mozzarella cheese, but because the quality is very average, they have to put more to have that rich and fragrant aroma of cheese."

"And the burger you ate contains at least three kinds of cheese, and there will also be a mixture of fresh cheese and semi-dry cheese with a ratio carefully prepared by the chef to enhance the aroma."

"And the meat patty, this is just an ordinary beef meat patty, fried with three hundred grams of butter, so that the beef meat patty and the inside of the outer skin are all soaked in butter. Some stores will also use one hundred grams of butter to fry the bread embryo, also to enhance the fragrance."

"And the meat patty made by the kitchen of Stark Industries not only has to pick the quality of the beef, but also won't use a meat grinder to make meat stuffing. It's all hand-cut, and most of the oil comes from the fat of the good beef itself."

"The bread embryo is also baked with carefully prepared flour. Occasionally, it will be lightly fried with olive oil. Even the sesame seeds sprinkled on it are carefully selected, grain by grain."

"The pickles here are mostly canned products, fished out of the can and sliced and put in." Steve pointed to the pickles sandwiched between the bread embryo and the meat patty with his finger, and then said: "And the pickles and chili peppers in the kitchen of Stark Industries are pickled in the Mexican method. Whether it is the storage temperature or the timing of use, it is just right."

Steve picked up an onion ring with his fingers and said: "The structure of the thing and the form of the flour wrapped on it are to absorb more oil, and this potato wedge is also."

Stark looked at the cheeseburger in his hand with difficulty. He felt that he absolutely couldn't eat this thing, but he was too embarrassed to waste food.

"And your concept of food." Steve shrugged, put down the food in his hand, and said: "If you can't finish it, just throw it away. There's nothing embarrassing about it."

Stark's eyes scanned the tabletop, and finally stayed on the apple cinnamon pie. He said with some hesitation: "There won't be so much oil in here, right?"

He opened the outer shell, poured out the pie, and didn't see any traces of butter coagulation on the surface. So he took a small bite, took another small bite, and then spat it out again.

This time it wasn't because of greasiness, but because of sweetness.

The filling inside was completely melted sugar. Except for being wrapped in syrup, the apple pieces were also pickled with sugar, which made Stark cough violently.

He grabbed the cola next to him and poured it into his mouth in a panic. Steve dodged to the side instantly, and Stark spat out a mouthful of cola.

Steve hurriedly patted his back to prevent him from choking. After Stark calmed down, he looked at the cola in his hand in disbelief and said: "Is this Coca-Cola? When did this company secretly change the formula behind my back? How can it be so sweet? And why is there no gas?!"

"Most of the cola in fast-food restaurants has no gas, and generally such fast-food restaurants will put double the syrup." Steve shrugged, took the tissue next to him and wiped the table, and then said: "Sugar is also provided next to it for you to put in yourself."

"This meal probably provided the calories I need for a week." Stark stared at the table in disbelief and said: "It's too terrifying."

Then he looked around and found that the strong Steve was not conspicuous in this restaurant. Everyone here was a big guy.

It's just that Steve is thick-boned and has a body of muscles, while most of the others are simply fat.

Suddenly Stark's genius inspiration flashed again. He put his hands on the table and looked at Steve and said: "Could the dietary structure also be a prerequisite for the birth of super-powered people?"

Within that short second of speaking, Stark had already sorted out his thoughts and said: "Look, we have almost never seen very fat superheroes."

"Of course I'm not saying that fat people can't be superheroes, but we recruited so many young heroes for the Avengers reserve, and none of them are big fat people."

"According to Matt, the young heroes he recruited in the Bronx and Queens, especially those super-powered people who awakened their super abilities themselves, were relatively agile before awakening, almost without being extremely fat or extremely thin."

"Interesting." Steve evaluated and said: "But it makes sense by common sense. Suppose Peter is a big fat person of two or three hundred pounds, then would OsCorp hire him as an intern? Then would he still have the chance to be bitten by a spider?"

"Take me for example. I didn't have the chance to join the army because I was thin and weak before. If it weren't for the doctor's leniency toward me, I wouldn't have the chance to become Captain America."

"Simply put, extremely fat and extremely thin people will lose many opportunities, and these opportunities may be the cornerstone of their becoming super-powered people, not to mention many people who are so fat and thin that they have to be hospitalized. Their interaction with the outside world decreases, and opportunities naturally decrease."

"But we actually don't need to make food so high in calories, right?" Stark pointed to the food on the plate with both hands and said: "This is neither delicious nor healthy, but they are all used to it. This is not a good phenomenon."

Stark sighed and said: "According to statistics from S. H. I. E. L. D. and S. W. O. R. D., the proportion of super-powered people awakened in the United States is the lowest. Southern Europe, East Asia, and the Middle East are the highest, all of which are famous sources of food."

"And in these places, most of the awakened super-powered people are ordinary people, which shows that their overall health index is higher than that of the United States."

"The attention of various civilizations in the interstellar space to humans mostly comes from the great achievements made by powerful individuals among humans. We have always thought that the awakening of human super abilities has no regularity, but now it seems that a healthy physique is a necessary cornerstone."

Steve also put his hands on the table and looked at Stark and said: "Are you planning to adjust the dietary structure of Americans? But forgive me, this is very difficult."

"Even if the public's taste can be adjusted within one or two generations, the dietary structure also comes from good cooking methods, and the United States has almost no local food of its own. The cooking methods of foreign food have also been greatly simplified. We are a society that emphasizes efficiency."

"Ingredients will also be a problem. If you want health and deliciousness, the ingredients must be high-quality, so that you don't need so much salt and sugar to season. And if you want high-quality ingredients, you have to adjust production standards."

"You should know better than me that this is the lifeblood of dividing classes. The United States has always been a class-segregated society. Besides using the location of the residence, it also uses the level of diet. The upper class cannot accept being bad, so you can only make everyone better."

"Even if you have such technology, they won't agree to let you change, just like when you built the air transport system."

Stark's face gradually sank. Whenever the air transport system was mentioned, he had a full chest of indignation and nowhere to vent.

Simply put, there is money, people, and technology, but it is restricted everywhere, and it is held back everywhere, as if all the people who have the right to approve construction are very opposed to it.

Because of the pressure brought by Schiller, they didn't dare to engage in accidents as blatantly as before, and then control public opinion to spread widely, so as to create panic.

But they still say one thing and do another, praising technological progress in the media, boasting about the strength of the country, and turning around to delay as much as possible, and secretly making trouble.

Unfortunately, the politician is still that politician, and Iron Man is no longer that Iron Man. A broader stage will give people greater ambition and firmer determination.

Stark's eyes flickered with cold light. He didn't explain too much, but said briefly.

"The United States is the golden wheel of Noah's Ark. When we sail to space, we either carry all humans together, or we are crushed to death together. There is no other choice." ===== CHAPTER 1979 =====

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