Seeing Tang Ling like this, Ding Ling and Ding Dong were stunned for a moment, and Boss Huang squirted out a mouthful of seaweed juice with a 'poof', and then wiped it off with his sleeve, the green tendons on his neck bulged, and continued with a kind expression in disguise: "Eat, eat." ”

Is that scared? Tang Ling suddenly felt a little strange.

Although this level of eating and drinking is a bit rude, he doesn't really show his 'strength'?

Could it be that there is something wrong with the taste of the food?

Tang Ling frowned, and couldn't help but stop chewing.

After this pause, I felt a refreshing sweetness lingering in my throat, what kind of sweetness is this? It's just right, with a hint of coolness, and in addition to that, there is a floral aroma integrated into it, which is really delicious.

It's the seaweed juice.

Tang Ling quickly judged it.

The seaweed juice is so delicious!

Could it be that there is something wrong with the black steamed bun?

Originally, Tang Ling just stuffed the black steamed bun into his mouth, and he didn't chew it at all, ready to swallow it after two bites.

He did the same, so he had swallowed most of the black steamed bun, and a small half was still in his mouth.

Tang Linghu chewed the steamed bun a few times suspiciously.

Suddenly a salty umami suddenly exploded in the mouth, the umami is the umami that belongs to the fish, and there is a hint of sweetness, the salty taste is like the natural taste of steamed bread, and the umami is perfectly integrated together, so that the steamed bread is very quick to eat, almost no need for side dishes, it is full of suitable taste!

Delicious!

Tang Ling's eyes lit up suddenly, where could he care about something wrong, what was fighting wits and courage with Boss Huang, once the attribute of a foodie appeared, it would overpower all the mess.

He almost couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and sandwich a chopstick.

The snow-white fish, slightly yellow on both sides of the pan-fried, only a little coarse salt was sprinkled on the surface, and the gray pepper of the Purple Moon Era.

As soon as the chopsticks go down, the inside of the fish is loosened, giving off a burst of fresh and sweet fragrance, and the surface is very firm because it has been fried.

As soon as you enter the mouth, the fried crispiness brings a good taste, and it instantly bursts into a thick fragrance, which feels like eating the aroma of fried pork ribs, and there is a subtle but obvious freshness than the fragrance.

After biting into the skin, the inside immediately spreads out and becomes a trace of fish, and the silky fish melts away with a sip and becomes a kind of sweetness.

Tang Ling has never eaten lobster, but in the books of the former civilization, it is often said that lobster is sweet, could it be this sweetness?

Because this sweetness can perfectly blend with the freshness of the fish, it becomes a special taste that stimulates people's taste buds!

After swallowing, the coarse salt and gray pepper exert the power of the seasoning, a faint salty and spicy heat, bringing the fresh sweetness to the extreme, and the aftertaste is endless.

It's delicious, this fish is so delicious!

Tang Ling's eyes brightened even more, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a smile, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh when he saw Ding Ling Ding Dong.

"Delicious, right?" Boss Huang'er's eyes flashed with an unknown light, and then he casually used chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat close to the fish skin, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and said lightly: "This part close to the fish skin is the best, because there is gum here, and the taste is very lingering." ”

While speaking, Boss Huang took another sip of seaweed juice, and ate it a hundred times more elegant than Tang Ling.

But where can Tang Ling take care of so much? Boss Huang felt that he was a little cunning and said something, and he laughed at him casually...

He set his eyes on the omelette the size of a human face.

This omelette is fried on one side, the heat is just right, the egg whites look tender, not a little old, the yolk has just solidified, and the yolk juice can be seen shaking slightly in the center.

Good craftsmanship.

Such an omelette is good if eaten directly.

However, on this omelette, a little black sauce is smeared, which smells like soy sauce and has a sweet and spicy taste, and in addition to that, a few lilac leaves are sprinkled, I don't know what it is?

Tang Ling picked up the small half of the fried egg regardless of it, and as soon as he entered his mouth, the smooth and tender fried egg slipped into his mouth.

The egg whites originally had no taste, only the tender and smooth texture, but with the sweet, spicy and slightly salty sauce, the egg whites were stimulated to a thick aroma, forming a complex and rich taste in the mouth.

Then, the egg white turned into juice, and the egg yolk exploded in the mouth with layers of special egg aroma, and when you gently chewed the purple leaf, it also had an unusually thick aroma...

Well, it's sesame! When Su Xiao took him to eat a big meal in the No. 17 security area, Tang Ling came into contact with this more precious seasoning.

But the sesame fragrance of this purple leaf is not as greasy as the sesame seed itself, and it is a perfect match for the egg fragrance.

A few seconds later, such a rich omelette was all turned into juice because it was tender, and Tang Ling swallowed it 'grunt', feeling that the aftertaste was endless.

Good breakfast!

Tang Ling couldn't find an adjective anymore! With such a delicious breakfast, no matter how much Boss Huang provides for himself, he can eat it!

In less than ten seconds, Tang Ling had tasted almost all the breakfast, except for the small dish, he was just about to say something, when suddenly a huge energy suddenly exploded in his stomach and throat.

Like a bomb containing countless pieces of iron, it stabbed Tang Ling's throat at once, and there was no place in his stomach that didn't hurt violently!

Tang Ling's face suddenly turned pale because of the pain, and his forehead, neck, and even arms were all bulging with green tendons!

This taste, this taste! It's even more violent than the first time I ate the meat of a ferocious beast!

"You can't waste it, just eat it while it's hot." Boss Huang smiled, staring at Tang Ling narrowly.

Tang Ling couldn't say a word, but Jingling Dingdong's eyes showed a slight worry, and then said in unison: "You are so weak? ”

Weak? Weak! Tang Ling was strongly stimulated, but at the entire dinner table, he was in pain like a dog, wasn't he weak?

"So weak, and you eat so hard, how powerful do people think you are? If I had known, I wouldn't have let you have the same breakfast as us. Jingle muttered.

Tang Ling felt greatly insulted, but the energy was already about to burst Tang Ling, and he couldn't care about it so much.

The eating technique that Su Xiao taught him can only help him a little at this time, right? With such abundant energy, you should try to digest it as much as possible, and then start cultivating and store the energy in the dantian.

The severe pain would not affect Tang Ling's thinking, on the contrary, he was already accustomed to all kinds of severe pain, and he was unusually awake at this time.

So, under Boss Huang'er's narrow gaze and Jingling Dingdong's sympathetic eyes, Tang Ling began to directly practice the eating technique.

The movements of this set of eating techniques are very strange, when you cultivate, the muscles in your abdomen will shake more violently, Tang Ling feels that Boss Huang will definitely hurry up and laugh at himself after a while.

But no.

Even the jingle bell was very indifferent, the two little rice balls just glanced at him, and continued to chew and eat slowly, which looked cute and well-behaved.

As for Boss Huang'er's expression, he continued to maintain elegant eating movements, but his eyes kept falling on Tang Ling.

When Tang Ling's first action was about to end, Boss Huang suddenly spoke: "Put your hands under your stomach, turn in the opposite direction, abdominal muscles..."

He was actually instructing Tang Ling's eating technique!

Tang Ling glanced at Boss Huang in surprise, but how could Boss Huang at this time have half a point ago? He was very serious, and his seriousness had a powerful aura, which made Tang Ling involuntarily adjust his eating technique according to what he said.

Perhaps because Tang Ling's movements were very well done, Boss Huang's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

However, Tang Ling was shocked to find that his unique set of eating techniques from Su Xiao's teaching, after being modified according to what Boss Huang said, the effect was actually a little stronger, because the peristalsis of the stomach suddenly became more violent.

The severe pain still existed, but Tang Ling was able to abandon this severe pain and concentrate on cultivating the eating technique.

While Boss Huang continued to eat his breakfast, he instructed Tang Ling on some actions of the eating technique from time to time.

The eating technique is a total of eight movements, under the guidance of Boss Huang, and regardless of the effect, on the action itself, Tang Ling can sensitively perceive a more harmonious connection.

As for the effect, Tang Ling had to admit that it was at least a third higher than the original version taught by Su Xiao!

Third! That's a lot of data! You must know that it is very difficult to increase the digestion of energy by one percent.

Even if Kun provided a good wood core, such a precious thing, it was nothing more than helping to increase the digestibility by ten percent.

One-third, which means that Tang Ling's absorption of energy can now be increased by at least five percent.

Combined with the foundation that he had become stronger at this time, Tang Ling's energy absorption rate had now reached thirty-eight percent.

Very good data too.

Tang Ling knew that Boss Huang was powerful, but he never thought that Boss Huang was so powerful?

At this time, a set of feeding techniques has been completely cultivated, but the energy is too strong, and the action is only carried out once, which will still cause a lot of waste.

Tang Ling decided to seize the time to perform two more feeding techniques before the energy completely dissipated, and then began to cultivate.

So, Tang Ling began to start eating again.

At this time, nearly ten minutes had passed, and Boss Huang had finished breakfast, and Jingling intimately brought him a cup of steaming, exuding a strange tea fragrance, with a hint of red in the green.

Boss Huang took the tea, looked at Tang Ling and said lightly, "Who told you to start over?" Your eating technique is clearly not finished, go on..."

Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang in a daze, endured the severe pain, endured the sweat like rain, and said with difficulty: "There are only eight." ”

"Nonsense! The distinct and complete eating technique is fifteen movements. ”

"What?"

"Won't?" Boss Huang raised his eyebrows, and then put down the teacup: "You see, I'll only do it once, next time I want to see it, take the money." ”