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A large plate of huge calorie monsters like Roshan kept decreasing in Ivan's eating, changing from a colorful tiger to a leopard-print kitten, much more docile, and finally completely entered the belly.

Even with such an astonishing meal, the countless crowds around him, as if they were oblivious, skimmed past Ivan to find food elsewhere, or chat with his companions.

The existence of the immortal body can prevent him from becoming a monkey for people to watch, and none of the pedestrians can focus on Ivan's body, and treat it all as air.

In just half an hour, Ivan stuffed the last piece of meat steak into his mouth, the crispy and thin dough, full of spices and oil, was wrapped inside, and the taste was locked in the innermost, and the meat steak was fried at high temperature.

The tender juice and the large meat with extremely elastic teeth, when you bite into it, the juice splashes and fills the entire mouth, which is simply a supreme enjoyment.

Even if there are three plates of calorie monsters, Ivan still doesn't feel greasy, and he still can't get enough, if it weren't for the fact that the boss is really tired, he might want to have another plate.

"This little imp is a monster, he can eat all three plates!" The boss watched Ivan finish the last bite, and inevitably muttered a few words secretly, but even so, there was a smile on his face.

The only thing that can bring diners and cookers closer in an instant is food, the kind of magical cuisine that allows both parties to understand each other and bring strangers closer together.

"Come, guest, this is greasy green tea." The old lady brought a green tea that dissipated heat.

The tea is full of fragrance, smell it and know that it is a new tea after the spring rain, roast over low heat, stir-fry slowly, only the most patient can make the buds brown and curly, wait for the hot water to arrive, let it stretch its body again.

A sip of tea, warm in the mouth, the unique tea fragrance of new tea, the tea fragrance wrapped around the tip of the nose, in a trance, seems to see the spring rain, the sun through the dark clouds, sprinkled on the tea leaves decorated by small raindrops.

The throat rolls, swallowing the tea in the mouth, the tea aroma slowly advances from the inside of the tongue to the outside with the unique sweetness of the new tea, and finally people can't help but want to sigh a mouthful, as if forgetting all the sorrows, and the whole person is completely relaxed.

This fried chicken restaurant is like a treasure, whether it is fried products, or drinks, or the final tea, all of which satisfy Ivan's taste buds.

"This tea tastes so good." Ivan said, holding the teacup.

"It's a good thing to be liked." The proprietress squinted her eyes and smiled, then quietly glanced at the proprietor standing in the shop, slightly closer to Ivan.

"It's been a long time since I've met a guest like you, and today the boss is very happy, but he has contributed his top tea."

"Ale?!" Ivan looked at the proprietress in shock, wanting to see the expression of the stinky boss, but saw the proprietress stretch out her index finger and put it on her lips, and her eyes hinted that she should not look at the tsundere boss.

Ivan, who understood the hint, nodded, looked at the proprietress with a little confusion and asked, "How can you say that you haven't seen a guest like me for a long time?" ”

"This one!" The proprietress looked into the distance, as if she was recalling something, and she kept a kind smile on her face.

"In the past, when the town was not so famous, we also held the Big Stomach Competition, alas, it was said that it was the Big Stomach Competition, but in fact, it was just a chance to have a carnival and enjoy the food with the diners.

At that time, the town was very lively, and everyone, whether it was a diner or a cook, was very satisfied and happy.

Because the chef will introduce new dishes, as long as the diners are satisfied with the food, it is the highest respect for the chef, and we will free the order, when the ears are full of laughter, the smell of various foods in the nose, and the diners are satisfied with eating.

It's just that I don't know when, gradually the taste began to change, more and more big stomach kings came to challenge, although the laughter and laughter did not decrease, but the number of serious cooks decreased, and there was no longer as pure as before, and many people who came to challenge the big stomach king festival looked painful.

We've been in business for more than 40 years now, and it's been rare to see people like you in the last four or five years who are purely here to enjoy food. ”

"That's right." Ivan, who was holding hot tea, drank the hot tea in his hand.

For such a thing, Ivan does not have too many doubts, there are many people, and the ideas are not so pure, just the so-called mud and sand, where does the turbidity come from.

"I'm sorry, guest, for telling you about these unhappy things." The proprietress said apologetically.

One of the iron rules that a chef must follow is to bring happiness to the diners, not to make the diners feel bad.

"It's nothing, I had a great meal." Ivan shook his head contentedly and smiled.

"There is a saying in my hometown, God helps those who help themselves, and those who strive for self-improvement are always strong, maybe we can't change others, but at least we have to change ourselves, for example, why can't we make such a delicious warrior package into a smaller portion?

At the beginning, the holding of Big Stomach King was not to let both parties feel the fun of food and promote food, so why set any threshold? Ivan laughed.

Some people are accustomed to looking for solutions to problems in other people's ideas, while others like to smash existing rules and make their own.

Undoubtedly, Ivan belongs to the latter category, since he is not happy to eat, so why not lift the table, start a new stove, and eat a refreshing meal.

After Ivan left, the fried chicken restaurant couple seemed stunned for a moment, and the flow of people began to notice this fried chicken restaurant.

"Boss, this warrior package?" A young couple approached, and the girl seemed to point thoughtfully to the warrior package.

"We have a small Warrior Package, it tastes good, why don't you try it?" The proprietress was the first to say with a smile.

"Then get us one." The girl spoke.

"Get busy, old man."

When the fried chicken shop began to get busy, Ivan stood on the stone street.

"Today's goal is to teach young bosses a lesson." He looked at the dense signboards on the entire street, and each business posted a big stomach challenge, and there was no limit to the limit, and his mouth couldn't help but grin.

"Welcome, what would this guest want to eat?"

Half an hour later

The boss's face was relaxed, and his legs trembled as he watched Ivan leave.

Throughout the day, above the entire food town, in addition to the smell of food, there were also the wails and cries of the bosses, which finally merged into one sentence.

"Guest, the big stomach king set thief in the store opposite is delicious, I definitely want to try it!" If you want to talk about "Food in Comics" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~