In a few moments, the boss carried a huge donburi on the table in front of Ivan, and when he put it down, the whole solid wood table made a muffled sound and tremble, and one could imagine the weight of the donburi alone.

"Please use the first volcanic rice bowl slowly, and in order to maintain the best taste, we will serve you the most delicious hot rice bowl one by one." The old Ben said solemnly.

Although he hated Ivan's attitude, his professionalism did not allow the rice bowls he made to have any taste defects, and each one must be perfect to give the guests the best taste enjoyment.

The aroma of steaming food rises like smoke, and climbs up along the orange light, tantalizing people's appetites and taste buds.

Piece after piece of barbecue is stacked together, like a huge mountain of meat, the dark red sticky sauce hangs on it, which looks crystal clear, and the golden round roe at the bottom is particularly attractive under the illumination of the light.

Smelling the aroma, Ivan smelled a faint spicy and sour sensation, as well as a rich aroma of meat, and vaguely smelled the unique aroma of the freshest rice, which was mouth-watering, and undoubtedly this was an excellent bowl that would make people drool.

"So, I'm going." Ivan picked up the chopsticks and spoon on the side, and the corners of his mouth rose upward, very arrogant, but not disgusting.

Unlike other people who like to stir the donburi together, then pick up a spoon, stuff it in their mouths, and chew contentedly, Ivan prefers to eat the donburi in an organized manner, making sure that each bite is meat and rice stained with sauce.

A large amount of roast beef was removed, and finally the rice inside was revealed, with clear grains and full grains, and the rich aroma of rice came to the face, and even a faint aroma of fruit and wood could be smelled.

Ivan could confirm that the rice was made by firewood, and that the firewood was obviously some kind of fruit wood, otherwise there would never have been such a fragrant aroma of rice and a faint but crucial aroma of fruit wood.

Spoon a spoonful, put a large piece of meat on top of the sauce-stained rice, cover it, add a few grains of fish roe, and stuff the last bite into your mouth.

The hot and sour sauce first stimulates the taste buds, and in a moment Ivan knows why it is called volcanic rice bowl, and when he bites, the roe cracks, and the unfishy sweet taste stimulates the taste buds even more, and finally tastes the elastic, juicy grilled meat.

The smell of large pieces of barbecued meat, the spice-filled chutney sauce, the sweet and fishy roe, and the fruity aroma of rice are all mixed together to sublimate all the flavors like a volcano.

This is a great sense of satisfaction, and it is the joy that rice bowls can bring.

One bite after another, Ivan completely let go of himself, chewed wildly, and ate the rice bowl in a big gulp, the sour and spicy taste made people completely unable to stop their mouths, and as soon as they stopped, they could feel the heat on their tongues, and the rich acid could barely suppress this spiciness.

The aroma of the large piece of roast meat was satisfying, until Ivan put the last bite of rice and the roast meat into his mouth and burped contentedly.

"Boss, next!" Ivan squinted his eyes like a happy fox.

The boss who sees everything in his eyes at this moment can be regarded as facing the young man in front of him, maybe he is not joking, nor is he playing tricks.

"Bang !!" The boss slapped the board with both hands, staring at Ivan with sharp eyes, with a cold face, this move made countless diners have a good impression of the boss, but except for the boss himself, no one else knew that he slapped the board with both hands, purely because his legs were weak and he couldn't stand.

You must know that this volcanic rice bowl is all made of the best ingredients, and he tries to make a super large portion, this time he feels that he is really going to lose blood, I am afraid that even the underwear will be lost.

Even so, after the boss stared at Ivan for three seconds, he turned around and started the production of the second part, which is the honor of a store, and if the honor is lost, then the store will have no soul.

Without making Ivan wait too long, another steaming rice bowl was placed in front of Ivan.

An hour later, the large bowl next to Ivan had been stacked to the ninth, almost more than a meter high, completely obscuring his figure, and countless diners in the restaurant were stunned, as if they were looking at some kind of ghost.

Some timid and imaginative onlookers always felt that Ivan's stomach would explode in the next second, and then a pile of food scraps would spew out.

"It's terrifying, isn't it, where the hell is this guy sacred?"

"Ten copies, what is his stomach made of, and how did he stuff it?"

"I'm afraid it's going to be interesting this year's big stomach king competition in Rass Town."

"Whew, you're well fed." After Ivan swallowed the last bite of the donburi, he touched his satisfied stomach, the donburi in this shop tasted really good, especially the sour and spicy sauce, super rice, people couldn't stop at all, next time he could ask Yena to make him a similar donburi.

"Boss, thank you for your hospitality, barely half full, it's also very good." Ivan stood up and said to the expressionless boss with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Guest, you have my approval, this thing will be given to you." As he spoke, the boss pulled out a gold chocolate coin from his pocket.

"This is the qualification to participate in the big stomach king competition in the small town, and I, as the owner of the restaurant, will give you the qualification to participate in the big stomach king competition at the cost of the honor of this restaurant." He said very seriously.

"Thank you, boss." Ivan took the gold chocolate coin from the boss's hand and said.

As a food town passing by on the way, Ivan naturally knew about this triennial big stomach king competition, as long as it was approved by any shop owner, he could participate in the competition, and the final winner could eat for free in any small restaurant within three years.

It's not a very special reward, but it can attract a lot of tourists to come, try or try, as for the three years of free dining of the big stomach, compared with this income, and the hidden income after becoming famous, it is really a sprinkle.

"Guest." Seeing Ivan walk to the door, the boss finally didn't hold back and called out to him.

"The chicken cutlet shop not far from me actually tastes very good, even better than the taste of my restaurant." The boss said very seriously.

"The boss has recommended it so, so it's a pity if I don't try it."

'Babbling', Ivan walked out of the restaurant, and in an instant the boss changed the rules of the signature volcano donburi, specifically stating that it was limited to one per person.

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