Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First Ideal
At this moment, for the chefs of the Tree of Omniscience, the last and hardest battle in the Tree of Omniscience has begun.
Although the battle was outnumbered, the chefs present did not feel any unfairness.
After all, the kid sitting at the dinner table......
No, it should be said that it is the king of big stomachs that I have never seen before!
This big stomach king Chen Mo has eaten nearly 100 servings of food incredibly, but even his stomach has not seen any signs of bulging, and the food that has been eaten is like entering another dimensional bag, which is not reflected in Chen Mo's body shape at all.
Just as the Michelson chef brought out the food for the hundredth person, Chen Mo raised his right hand and shouted to the many chefs. "Uncles, please wait a minute......"
"Is it finally going to stop?" Chef Michelson couldn't help but glance back at his many colleagues, and the tired look on his face flashed with emotion. "I didn't expect Xiaomo to be small and able to eat so much food in one meal, it's really not simple, and I will be able to leave my own story on the sea in the future!"
In the common sense of this sea, the strong may not be able to eat a lot of food, but the person who can eat a lot of food is not necessarily a weak.
"Rice bucket = strong!" It is the common concept of this sea, often in restaurants, you see those big stomachs, ordinary pirates and even the navy do not even have the courage to provoke.
In the decades of experience of Michelson chefs, Chen Mo's rice bucket is no weaker than the legendary champion of the West Sea Big Stomach King Competition, but that champion has the blood of a giant, is nine meters tall and weighs one and a half tons.
And what about Chen Mo?
A small bean cube of one meter and two three, his appetite can be compared to that of a nine-meter giant bloodline.
Isn't that an indication of potential?
Therefore, Michelson chef almost concluded that after Chen Mo, he would be able to become famous in the West China Sea for the most time.
"Uncles, I'll go to the toilet first, don't stop serving food, I'm still hungry, come back immediately." Chen Mo covered his stomach, only blaming himself for not being angry, and said embarrassedly.
Suddenly, many chefs suddenly had a feeling of being petrified.
Seeing Chen Mo hurriedly fluttering in the air with his two hands, he flew straight to the direction of the toilet.
At this moment, many chefs felt that Chen Mo was so unfamiliar.
"Fly...... Fly...... Flew up......"
"What are you doing?" In the end, it was the Michelson chef who reacted first, and he didn't think much about why Chen Mo was able to fly so unscientifically, after all, in this sea, what can't happen?
So the Michelson chef shouted at the many chefs who were still stunned. "Didn't you hear Xiaomo's words? Our guests are still hungry, so they immediately move Lao Tzu. ”
"Also, stop making dishes that are delicate and unreal for scholars and aristocrats."
"Today, we are not a chef facing scholars and aristocrats, but a chef who wants to satisfy the hunger of his guests, and cook those generous and delicious dishes for Lao Tzu!"
As soon as the Michelson chef said this, many chefs who were stunned suddenly had a strange feeling.
At the Tree of Omniscience, they enjoy a high salary, an elegant environment, and they are faced with scholars who eat very little every day, and in order to avoid waste, they also set the rule that each person should eat a fixed amount of food.
In the past ten years, no one has ever said "hungry" to them so "rudely" and "bluntly"!
It's like recalling the original dream!
In the beginning, when we first became chefs, we didn't want to be like robots, squatting in a canteen day after day, making dishes with fixed portions, and when we were idle and bored, we could only keep researching delicate and delicate dishes to meet the requirements of demanding aristocrats and scholars.
In the beginning, we embarked on the path of chefs in order to fill the stomachs of every customer!
Many chefs look at each other, as if they see the same will in the eyes of their colleagues.
It's like pirates who basically go to sea with the dream of ONE PIECE, and the chefs originally embarked on this path to fill the stomachs of their customers.
But in an instant, perhaps because of this atmosphere, or perhaps by recalling the dreams of the past, many middle-aged chefs suddenly seemed to have the vitality and momentum of a teenager.
For a while, many chefs in the kitchen were busy as much as they could.
To the best of my ability, I made the most generous meals and prepared the best tasting results.
When Chen Mo returned from the toilet, he saw that the front of his original position was already densely packed with food!
"Great!" After learning the etiquette described in the book to show respect for the food and the many chefs, Chen Mo plunged headlong into the food pile.
Countless foods were quickly stuffed into Chen Mo's mouth, and after the initial chewing, he swallowed it cleanly and neatly.
At the same time, Chen Mo's gastrointestinal function seemed to have received some signal, which was different from his usual state, and there was a great change in an instant.
The stomach wall is thickened, the secretion of gastric acid increases, and the rhythm of gastrointestinal peristalsis is 100 times faster.
Often, after the food enters Chen Mo's stomach, it doesn't have time to stay in the body for a while, it is thoroughly digested, and the nutrients it has are absorbed into the body by Chen Mo for complex chemical reactions, and it is converted into energy without the slightest waste.
At this moment, Chen Mo's body is comparable to an intelligent factory with a quantum computer as the core.
No matter how much food entered Chen Mo's body, except for a very small amount of residue that could no longer be decomposed, all of it was used to the extreme, and it was being converted into energy at an incredible speed.
Even Chen Mo's eating speed, which surprised many chefs, still couldn't keep up with the digestion speed in Chen Mo's body.
At the same time, without Chen Mo being aware of it, part of the energy converted by food was stored in the form of high-density liver glycogen in the newly isolated small liver, and part of it was greedily absorbed by all the cells in the body and used to evolve itself, in a mysterious and mysterious way, while transforming the cells, enhancing the sword intent in each cell.
Chen Mo didn't notice all this.
At this time, Chen Mo only felt that he was in an incomparable sense of satisfaction, constantly enjoying the delicious food, feeling the wonderful taste of the food and the real feeling of being swallowed, and as he kept eating, Chen Mo felt that he had a warm feeling all over his body.
"I'm so happy!"
The subconscious told Chen Mo that what he needed was to eat more food to consume more energy.
"Sure enough, reading is more important than anything else, except food!"