Yang Ming's small shop has a big stomach king activity, attracting nearly half of the villagers, and it is crowded, so it is not lively. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yang Ming looked at the large crowd of people pressed by the black, suppressed the excitement in his heart, picked up the microphone, and said: "Thank you for your continued support, today, everyone can let go of their stomachs and eat to their heart's content!"

"I announce, the Big Stomach King Competition, officially begins!"

As soon as the words fell, thunderous applause rang out in the crowd, like a storm and rain, and it did not disperse for a long time.

It wasn't until the staff of the small shop served out exquisite dishes that the applause began to weaken.

First of all, the beef ramen is very generous, and from a distance, people can smell the aroma of the noodles and the smell of beef, and their eyes will suddenly light up.

Jiraiya came to Miyome with a bowl of beef ramen, "Oh, old man, your noodles!"

The third generation took a puff of cigarette and said strangely: "Aren't you writing novels, why did you change your career?"

"Uh!" Jiraiya smiled awkwardly, did he want him to say that he decided to stay in the first place for the sake of whiteness!

Jiraiya glanced at the white in the distance out of the corner of his eye, ethereal like a fairy in the clouds, attracting the attention of countless men nearby.

It's a pity why Bai is a man!

Zilai also secretly decided that in the future, he would write Tanmei novels!

Zilai also served this bowl, and hurried back to the kitchen, inside, Yang Ming had already prepared a variety of dishes for thousands of people, which was dazzling and greedy.

Jiraiya looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one for the moment, he took out a spoon and scooped a little out of the bucket where the ice cream was stored.

It's the height of summer, the weather is hot, and Jiraiya is still wearing a robe, so I can't stand it for a long time.

What's more, he usually wants to eat secretly, but he doesn't have this opportunity, and he can only eat one serving when he spends money in the store, which can't meet his needs at all.

He swallowed it quickly, only to feel a cold attack on the tip of his tongue, as if the cold century had arrived, and the cold air spread all over his body, as if he was in an ice cellar.

Refreshing!

It's so cool!

Especially this kind of stealing food behind other people's backs, there is always an inexplicable stimulation, which is even more impressive, and I feel that what I eat is not ice cream, but agar syrup and jade liquid, which is a unique enjoyment of immortals!

Jiraiya sighed comfortably, heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, hurriedly stuffed the spoon into his trouser pocket, picked up a plate of egg fried rice, and hurried out.

Greeted by Naruto's shadow clone, who didn't recognize Jiraiya yet, hurried past him and into the kitchen.

Seeing Naruto's familiar face, a figure flashed in Jiraiya's mind, and he secretly said in his heart, "He is the child of the fourth generation?"

While thinking about it, he couldn't stand the aroma of egg fried rice, so he stretched out his sinful right hand again, grabbed a small handful of rice, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm, it's delicious!"

It's not that I haven't eaten the food cooked by Yang Ming, but at that time, I ate it openly, and there was always a little less excitement.

As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing, which is the truth of ancient and modern China and foreign countries.

Jiraiya walked, taking advantage of no one to steal food from time to time, and when he came to the customer, only half of the fried rice was left.

Sakura frowned and looked at the fried rice in front of her, "Uncle, you shouldn't have eaten it yourself, why is there only so much?"

Jiraiya was cheeky, made up a lie, and said, "It's not that there are too many people!"

Sakura thinks about it, there are at least a thousand people present, and there are so many free lunches, if it were herself, she would definitely cut corners.

Thinking about it like this, Sakura's anger disappeared.

At this time, after a round of eating and drinking, most ordinary people have already eaten.

After all, although there are not many dishes in Yang Ming's shop, the portions are full, and the amount of food for ordinary people is not very large, so it is easy to get full.

Just like a cafeteria, although it claims to be all-you-can-eat and drink, the stomach capacity is limited, and the restaurant generally makes a lot of money.

In less than an hour, the crowd that was originally crowded with people left a part of it sparsely, and those who were still struggling and eating were all fighters among foodies, full of combat power.

The most eye-catching thing is the four golden flowers, which are red beans, Sakura, Tiantian, and Temari.

In front of the four of them, there were already bowls and plates as high as a hill, and just looking at them, I felt full.

As for Orochimaru, as early as after feeding Xiao Miye, he left quietly so as not to be troublesome.

There are also four men who can compete with these four golden flowers, namely Sasuke, Iara, Maitkai and Kakashi.

Naruto, like him, could only watch and drool from the side, bitterly serving the plate back and forth, which made him depressed to death.

Seeing this, Yang Ming said secretly: "It seems that the first place in this event will be decided among several of them." ”

At this time, perhaps because he was also bold, he began to eat unscrupulously, and he was discovered by Yang Ming!

"Zilaiye!" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!"

Zilai's body was shocked, but he didn't expect to walk by the river, and finally wet his shoes, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

"What's that. Zilai also said with a smile: "It's not that the food cooked by the boss is too fragrant, and I didn't hold back for a while!"

Yang Ming looked at the little Dongpo meat left on the other party's plate, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "This is called not holding back?"

"Ugh. Zilai was speechless for a while.

Yang Ming felt a little headache, this kind of stealing food is not big, but it is not small.

If it is not punished severely, it will inevitably break the rules of the small shop, and other employees will follow suit in the future.

But the situation of Zilai is more special, firstly, he is strong, and he is not his opponent even if he does not cut it, and secondly, he only works for a month and leaves, which can be said to have no psychological burden.

After thinking about it, Yang Ming had no choice but to say: "That's it, after today's event, you will be responsible for washing the dishes and chopsticks." ”

"Nani?"

He looked at the dishes used by thousands of people, and felt only his legs tremble.

If he had washed it all, his waist would have been broken!

Seeing this, Ning Ci and Ding Ci secretly had fun in their hearts, but they didn't expect someone to do it for them, and he was still the legendary Sannin, and his heart suddenly felt sour, even more refreshing than eating ice cream!

Zilai also looked bitter and begged: "Boss, do you need to be so ruthless?"

"This is the rule!" Yang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said lightly: "Go ahead, isn't it just a few thousand dishes and chopsticks, for you, it's just a piece of cake." ”

I can't wait to slap myself, why is my mouth so greedy, it's really damned!

At the same time, the Big Stomach King competition is also coming to an end, and it has reached the most intense part.

The eight people who were favored by Yang Ming really survived to the end, and the others could only sigh at the empty plate in front of them, and they were not even in the mood to compare.

(Ask for assists!Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for book list collections!, and be killed for a thousand years!)