The owner of the fried dumpling shop returned to the store after smoking a cigarette, and happened to see Manager Nian beckoning the waiter to bring a white porcelain bowl, a glass of warm boiled water and a spoon.

Manager Nian put the white bowl, stainless steel spoon and boiled water in front of the young man: "You may not know much about our Southern Association, the big stomach king we have cultivated has a killer feature." ”

The young man looked at the porcelain bowl and boiled water on the table, and didn't understand what Manager Nian wanted to do?

"If you're willing to eat this way, congratulations on becoming a member of our Southern Association!"

"What's the solution?"

The young man looked at Manager Nian's eyes staring at the three dumplings left on his plate, and he suddenly seemed to understand something: "Do you want me to put all the dumplings in it, and then pour water on it......"

"Clever!" Manager Nian gave a thumbs up to the young man.

"You guessed it, this is the method, the time in the big stomach king competition is the first place, so as long as it can save time, it is a good way......"

The young man lowered his head, he seemed to be a little hesitant and seemed to resist this way of eating, and Manager Nian didn't speak, just stared at him with his eyes.

After two or three seconds, the young man seemed to figure it out, he put the remaining three dumplings in a bowl and poured half a bowl of boiling water.

He picked up the bowl and took the spoon in his right hand, and poured the water and dumplings directly into his mouth.

Manager Nian slapped his hands hard: "That's right! That's it, the young man really has understanding." ”

The young man put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, and watched Manager Nian take out a piece of paper and a cowhide envelope from his bag: "Here is 10,000 yuan, you use it first, and then tell me if it's not enough." ”

The young man opened his mouth in surprise and became a little stammered: "This ...... So much?!"

"Take it, it's nothing. Manager Nian pushed the envelope in front of the young man.

"Business, you need to sign here. As he spoke, he handed over a blank piece of paper, "That's it, just write the amount and name." ”

After the young man finished writing, he handed it back to Manager Nian.

"Well, looking forward to your excellent performance. He stood up, and the young man also stood up: "Thank you, Manager Nian!"

……

Gong Yuze can already be sure that he can dream of what is going to happen, that is to say, he can see the future!

Not only that, if the content of the phone call that appeared in his mind that morning was true, it proved that he also had the clairvoyance function?!

All this was too incredible for him, but he only needed to believe what he had heard and dreamed now, and he didn't need to doubt it, because there was no time to doubt it now.

These 12 players who have passed the four levels, all their information is already in the hands of the Southern Association.

Gong Yuze accurately judged that the Southern Association would definitely let these people belong to the association at all costs, so that they could win all the awards in the finals with the unique means and methods of the Southern faction......

He thought about what to do next, he wanted to find someone reliable to talk about these things, but he didn't know who to talk to.

He sensed a desire to threaten the Southern Guild with force to shatter all their plots if he had a gun.

But after a few minutes, his mind changed again, and the idea of a gun disappeared......

Because he didn't know which restaurants the fifth of the 12 contestants went to challenge. Gong Yuze is ready to continue his next challenge, and maybe he will meet these players.

……

On this day, he successfully challenged a fast food restaurant and got a third red seal, but he was not happy because on this day, he did not meet the contestant he was expecting in the restaurant, only met a local first-time challenger, and that person also failed.

He was so disappointed that he wanted to save people in dire straits, but he didn't know where these people were.

The next day, Gong Yuze walked into a ramen shop, and instead of reading the challenge notice on the wall, he searched for the customers in the shop.

He could tell at a glance which were ordinary customers and which were challengers, because most of the challengers were tall and strong, and they would never lean their backs on their chairs when eating, but leaned forward quickly and violently, and this state was absolutely not seen in ordinary customers.

Sure enough, in a seat against the wall he saw a tall boy who looked like a challenger, wearing a round-necked black T-shirt with well-developed chest muscles that could tell that he often went to the gym. Gong Yuze beckoned the waiter to place an order. Then he said hello to the boy and sat down across from him: "Are you also participating in the preliminaries of the Big Stomach King?"

The boy in the black T-shirt nodded: "Yes, this is the fifth one today, if it can be successful, I will pre-select and clear the customs." ”

As he spoke, the boy took out his passport for customs clearance and showed it to Gong Yuze page by page.

"Great!" Gong Yuze said these three words excitedly, and the boy also grinned happily, and Gong Yuze knew that their respective understandings of these three words were completely different. The two of them chatted casually for about ten minutes, and the waiter brought two bowls of ramen and put them in front of them, and the waiter took out the timer: "Can you two start?"

Gong Yuze said to the waiter: "Wait a minute." ”

As he spoke, he took out a portable spring electronic scale and a white plastic bag from his backpack, he put the plastic bag on the table and opened it, then put the whole bowl of noodles in it, hooked the plastic bag with the spring scale, and lifted it up steadily: "Let's take care of a few of them, the total weight is 490 grams." ”

The young man on the other side didn't seem to understand what Gong Yuze was doing

"What are you ......?" he said, his face full of confusion.

Gong Yuze said: "You'll know in a while, let's start!"

The waiter pressed the timer, and he watched the two men gobble up chopsticks.

……

Second Bowl ...... The weight of the third bowl is 492,491, with little change in weight.

Gong Yuze thought in his head, could it be that the dream I had was not a prophetic dream at all, just an ordinary and grotesque dream?

When the fourth bowl was served, Gong Yuze felt that it had obviously become heavy when he picked up the bowl and put it in the plastic bag, and he weighed another bowl, and the young man opposite also stared at his spring scale: 540 grams!

Gong Yuze waved his hand at the waiter who was timekeeping: "Go, call your boss." ”

The short, stocky and sturdy boss walked out of the kitchen happily: "What do you two command?"

Gong Yuze's index finger hooked the spring scale and pulled up the plastic bag: "What's the matter with this ramen dough?!"