In the south after the Lunar New Year, the footsteps of spring have arrived early, and the sky is glowing with a touch of green, hinting at the arrival of the next beautiful season, NA City's Central Park, the earth captures the breath of the sky and flashes a touch of brown, indicating that it is about to be dressed in green, looking at the lake through the bare branches like pieces of broken glass, shining in the sun.

Tian Peng looked at his watch, and there was still half an hour to get off work.

Wearing gloves and goggles, he knelt on one leg with an acetylene welding torch, a thin blue flame erupting from the tool.

Tian Peng's arm held the tense hissing flame steadily, trembling slightly as the flame erupted. But he had been aiming well, and the posture of his body showed not the slightest tension or exertion except for his arms, as if the expanding force that slowly corroded the metal scroll did not come from the flames, but from the hand that controlled it.

After cutting, he put down the spray gun and stood up, he took off his gloves and goggles and handed them to the apprentice standing aside: "Come here today, and do the rest tomorrow, you can also pack up and get off work." The apprentice took his goggles and gloves in response.

Tian Peng washed his hands, took off his work clothes, changed his clothes, put on his bag, came out of the factory and walked through the park towards the downtown area opposite.

His destination is a kebab restaurant, and he is Tian Peng, the No. 3 person in the Northern Big Stomach King Association, who specializes in eating hamburgers, but once lost an important opportunity to compete because of the trap of the Southern Association.

After walking for about 15 minutes, Tian Peng came to the door of a kebab shop, the signboard at the door of the store is simple and fashionable, the words Senli Xiang Skewer Bar use a playful and cute cartoon body, and there are all kinds of skewer models in the window, attracting many young people.

Tian Peng pushed the door and walked in, the store was so lively, the small store was full of people, and he found the challenge notice. Read it quickly: Our store is the designated merchant for the big stomach qualifiers, and the challenger needs to pay an entry fee of 120 yuan, and eat 40 skewers (random types) within ten minutes, and can pass the preselection.

At the bottom of the notice, there are 20 designated merchants' store names and addresses, and 5 of these 20 successful attempts can be pre-selected to clear the customs.

Tian Peng didn't immediately greet the waiter to accept the challenge, he found a corner and sat down to observe the customers around him.

It seems that most of them are tall and strong manual laborers. Some seem to come together, and some seem to take on the challenge alone.

The boss's eyes were fixed on everyone, urging the guys who were grilling skewers, and instructing the waiters to deliver skewers to the contestants who were about to run out of stubble. A tall man at the door held a skewer in each hand, Tian Peng couldn't see what kind of skewer he was holding in his hand, the man dipped the spice on the table several times before putting the skewer into his mouth, and the red dipping sauce in the small bowl had been dripping everywhere.

"Boss, I abstain," a small man by the wall held the table with one hand and held it high with the other.

A middle-aged man who looked dark and strong next to the little man shouted: "Boss, you're not kind, are you?"

Everyone's eyes in the store were focused on him, and the boss hurriedly walked over with a smile: "Don't worry, you have something to say." ”

"I've eaten 30 skewers, and I'm only left with the last ten, but look at it!" the man said, gesturing to the skewers that had just been served.

"Why are the last ten bunches so much bigger than just now?

The people around him craned their necks and looked at his table, oh my God! No wonder this man was angry, the ten skewers in front of him were all chicken wings, and the four chicken wings on each one were big and fat, golden and yellow-orange-orange dripping with oil.

"Where are you, where are you? This notice clearly says that the type is random, which means that you can't pick or choose, you can eat whatever you bake, and besides, you can tell me with your own conscience, those skewers just now are not big, right?" After the boss finished speaking, he looked back at the crowd, as if asking them to judge them.

"You!" the dark, sturdy middle-aged man was speechless for a moment, he looked at his watch, and the last few minutes were no longer enough to complete the task. At this time, the person who abstained from voting halfway seemed to be speaking for the boss: "Yes, buddy, this fat and skinny size has to be matched, right? The prize money for the qualifiers of the Big Stomach King is not so good." ”

"Isn't it, if everyone can pass the test easily, then in the finals, where is there a place for these people to be able to hold these people?"

When the boss heard this question, he opened his mouth as if he had the most right to speak: "As long as you pass the pre-selection, you can get 20,000 yuan!"

"Twenty thousand?!" the questioner's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe the number.

"But as long as you challenge, you must pay the entry fee first, and see that it is clearly written that the entry fee is 120 yuan. ”

The person who asked the question stopped talking, he seemed to be thinking about paying 120 yuan, if he could win the preliminaries, the reward he would get was still a lot, and he hesitated to sign up as if he had no confidence.

Tian Peng looked at it for a long time, he took out 120 yuan and handed it to the waiter next to him: "I also challenge the skewers." The boss glanced at Tian Peng, who was tall, with a shaven beard and a small flat head, and a domineering face.

As soon as he saw Tian Peng's expression, it was unusual, and he couldn't say whether it was a kind of confidence in himself or a kind of disdain for his surroundings.

After a while, a hill of skewers was piled up in front of Tian Peng.

Instead of sitting down, he stood with his feet apart, holding a skewer in each hand, and what was even stranger was that he put the skewers in his mouth without dipping them in any spice.

He doesn't pick or choose the skewers that are piled up in front of him, what kind of lamb skewers, chicken skewers, chicken hearts, chicken wings, big kidneys, small kidneys, cartilage, crispy bones...... It was quickly stuffed into his mouth without distinction. Including the boss, all the people around had never seen such a speed, and another plate of skewers was served, and the waiter stared at Tian Peng's mouth in a daze, as if he was looking at a strange human or a monster in the anime.

That's too fast...... The waiter forgot what he was supposed to do, and stood still for several minutes.

Tian Peng finally picked up a skewer of roast chicken neck, he easily put the chicken neck into his mouth with his teeth, chewed a few bites and swallowed it, then threw the bamboo skewer on the plate, and shouted boldly: "Boss, Qi is alive!"

The waiter pressed the button of the timer: "9 minutes and 48 seconds." Tian Peng sat down at this time, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

He saw that the people around him were still staring at him, and he waved his hand: "What are I going to see after I've finished eating?

Tian Peng took out a palm-sized red book from his jeans pocket, and the cover was printed with several gilded Song characters: Passport for the Qualifiers of the King of Big Stomach.

Some people recognized this book: "Yo, buddy, how many stamps have you stamped in this book?"

Tian Peng didn't answer immediately, he opened the book and handed it to the boss: "You are involved and stamped." Then he gestured to the questioner with the number three.

The boss took out the seal and flipped through the previous records, counting his own shop, this person had already stamped four seals.

For the boss of the skewer bar, this dangerous figure has finally appeared!