Jin Shaolan also felt that she urgently needed a hot lunch at this time. Thanks to the blessing of the space, he was restored to the best state before entering, but the physiological reaction of eating and drinking is still inevitable. Counting the real world time, he also had nearly 10 hours of water and rice, and as soon as the shock and excitement of entering the space passed, he really felt that the food demand that poured up was suddenly unprecedentedly strong, especially when he saw the magic table that he had eaten countless times in the game, and even the mental exhaustion of Shicai was swept away.

Standing up, Jin Shaolan resisted the urge to rush to the dining table, first flicked his sleeves and swept away the blades of grass and dust stained on the hem of his robe - "one lie must always be covered up by another lie", he chose to pretend, then cry and pretend to the end - and slowly paced to the place where the crowd gathered.

He was a little strange at the noise. The "summoning table" that allowed mages to create magic food for their companions to eat was not original to World of Warcraft, and most of the online games of the same era had a similar setting. Even the contractors who accepted the assignment together didn't know much about these things, and online games aside, the Gospel of Matthew describes the miracle of Jesus Christ's "five loaves and two fishes"—that during Jesus' ministry at the Lake of Galilee, he blessed 5,000 believers to satisfy their hunger with only five loaves of wheat and two fish; No matter how much you take the bread, you can't finish the fish, and after everyone has eaten a full meal, the remnants of the broken bread are collected and filled with twelve baskets.

…… I get even hungrier when I think about it.

The tempting aroma of the freshly baked bread became richer and more attractive the closer it was to the magic table, and when Jin Shaolan was also standing at the table, he understood that he had misunderstood those buddies. It is not surprising that a "well-informed" contractor in the real world would shout at a "summoning table": the oak round table summoned by Tabesa can be called the Azeroth Bread Fair, and it seems that the bread in each large paper bag is different, but after a quick sweep, Jin Shaolan found seven or eight kinds of bread from all over the world that he had "eaten" while playing the game - all spells such as "summoning food" and "summoning water" created a magical diet that was originally simple and boring, after all, it was only an emergency spell that temporarily provided supplies. Jin Shaolan suddenly realized that it was actually his own fuss, and what surprised everyone was not that Tabesa had made food that could be eaten by everyone, but that there were no less than twenty kinds of steaming fresh bread on the table: the most common is a large piece of hard bread that is usually used as dry food by the farmers and miners of the Storm Kingdom, and when you bite into a big bite and swallow it hard, a feeling of fullness is transmitted from the stomach to the central nervous system; The kind of fire-toasted sweet bread sprinkled with snowflake frosting on silver plates at the banquet of the nobles of Silvermoon City was sweet and not greasy; The Ironforge dwarves' favorite baguettes, which are freshly baked or roasted over the fire, are soft and delicious when freshly baked or roasted over the fire, and when cooled hard enough to be used as sticks to kill people (not counting dwarves, of course, drunken dwarves in the bar with one or two baguettes each are the norm); The dwarf chef makes a hot cross bread that is as small as a snack and can be eaten in one bite...... ①

…… At this moment, this pretending "red-robed mage" is holding a dinner plate gracefully, pacing around the dining table with a smile, holding a fork and taking a small portion from different paper bags from time to time to eat and taste, quite a chance to taste all the bread varieties in the Eastern Kingdom, and at the same time, maybe because of fatigue, maybe because this is just a break in the battle, Most of the other contractors were not as interested as he was, and many of them were just munching on dry food, which they grabbed at the magic table, or chose a large bag of bread and a bag of water that seemed to be the most delicious for them, which was probably the one that would quickly restore their physical and mental strength. Only the () red-robed mage Torre, who seemed to be quite amused, and then poured half a cup of water from every leather bag or jug - cool spring water, chilled milk, grape juice, morning dew, highland spring water, piping hot coffee......

……

Even the things you drink are so rich and varied?? And how does this bastard know??

The sighs are sighing, and the slanders are slandering, most of them have no intention of running to follow Jin Shaolan's example. Imagine a true man like the governor in "The Terminator" or Rambo, who can be called the originator of the iron-blooded tough guy movie "First Blood", a battle camping and resting interval will only attract white eyes and side glances - this is not an outing and a barbecue, but a battle, which requires sweat and blood and even desperate. No matter how many tricks the magic bread is, there are only two meanings in their eyes, "dry food, be full!" "Tabesa's contractors are not so unkind, and they have to pay a lot more attention, but they are only a matter of picking two things that they have not eaten or taking a bag to suit their tastes. And Jin Shaolan, who has to taste everything, is really an outlier...... Oh, compared to them, he is an outlier who is polite and does not even want to fight with his own hands.

Of course, since none of the contractors with physical attack specialties are Rambo (and there are also Rambos who know how to enjoy life), there are naturally a few people who are not satisfied with eating dry food for lunch. A few of the contractors who acted together seemed impatient to eat the magic bread, so they first ran to shoot two hares out of nowhere, disemboweled and disemboweled the rabbit skin on the spot, peeled off the bloodshot rabbit skin, and left only the fat and sturdy rabbit meat, roasted until the surface was browned and sparkling, and chopped it with a few knives on a stump, and then took out a pot "turned over in the ruins" and scooped up the stream water, carefully picked up a piece of red-hot stone that had been placed in the fire when roasting rabbit meat before, and threw it into the pot with a "bang", and the white mist was steaming. The crackling and explosion of the stones was accompanied by the sound of "clattering" when the water was boiling and boiling, so the rabbit was thrown into it and stewed hotly, and then simply rinsed a wild okra plant dug nearby, a few plantain plantain and dandelions, two handfuls of kidney bean-like beans, and Tabesa's unlimited supply of coarse bread were torn and thrown into the pot to stir and stir to make a "stone soup". Although it is far from being as alternative as Jin Shaolan, this time it really attracted the white eyes and sideways eyes of the tough guys.

As the saying goes, things gather like and people are grouped, and for foodies, it is natural to take foodies as confidants. A bag of bread and a bag of water sat down on the spot to quench their hunger and thirst, among the men (people), walking around the table to taste each variety of bread and obviously enjoying it, Jin Shaolan was quite conspicuous, most likely because of this, those guys sent him an invitation, and Jin Shaolan also remembered that they were the trio of contractors who had exchanged information with each other in the Ambermere Tavern in the morning. When the foodies met, there was a kind of excitement/emotion of meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country, so they happily sat down by their fire, and the four of them watched the splashing water in the pot with antiquity, and from time to time fished out the heat-depleted stones and put in new ones.

"We're a little group of people who imitate the folktales of my buddy's hometown," the "Italian" waved his hand exaggeratedly to indicate that he was talking about his tall and handsome companion, "what folktale?" It's the pot we're stewing. ”

"Ah, I understand," Jin Shaolan also smiled, "Stone Soup, you are three soldiers." ”

The Italian snapped his fingers, "Bingo." So ......"

The handsome, straight, brown-haired man bowed with a smile, "So, I'm 'French'." (Note: "Stone Soup" is a French folk tale.) ）

The stout man also said, "I'm 'Russian', Woo-Woo!" He learned to bark twice and laughed.

Jin Shaolan couldn't help but be handsome, he pointed to his black hair and yellow skin and said, "Then, if you don't mind, you might as well call me 'Chinese'?" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a brief silence around the campfire, and everyone was thoughtful.

"I think ......," said the Frenchman, "...... I feel like we're in another story right now? Do you feel that way? ”

"Then we're now a Russian, a Frenchman, an Italian, and a Chinese," the "Italian" made an exaggerated lip gesture while waving his hands downward to strengthen his tone.

"The Russians" beat their chests in a pretended manner, "After the end of World War II, the long-lost peace came." We traveled together in a hot air balloon airship, flying tens of thousands of meters in the air. Ulla! ”

"When the airship is halfway through......" Jin Shaolan was still thoughtful: "The boiler has broken down and cannot provide enough hot gas. We're going to crash. ”

"Brothers!" The Frenchman was serious, and it could be seen that he was imitating de Gaulle: "This is the most serious moment!" If we can't reduce the weight of the airship, we will have to reunite in the belly of the Atlantic shark. ”

The Russians seemed to hesitate between the two most famous great men they could emulate, and finally decided to keep things to themselves, saying: "So I suggest that we throw down the most things in our luggage from our respective countries and lighten the load of the airship: there will be more after returning home anyway." As he spoke, he knocked on the iron cauldron: "We Soviets have the most steel!" ”

The "Italian" had not been able to speak for a while, and hurriedly rubbed his fingers to change the tone of the narrator: "—So the Russians threw down a machine tool." We have the most Italian fashion and pizza! In the second half of the sentence, he reverted to his original tone, waving his forearms more and more frequently. The French" went on to say: "The Italians threw away a big suitcase and a big stack of pizza – we have the most wine and perfume in France." ”②

Jin Shaolan nodded, maintaining a thoughtful expression: "With that, the Frenchman threw down two smaller boxes, one box was high-quality red wine, and the other box was full of expensive perfumes!" ”

Several eating friends looked at the "Chinese" together. He went on quietly: "However, we in China are very poor...... Steel, grain, textiles...... These are the materials that our country urgently needs! …… If there's anything to spare......"

"Chinese" lowered his voice: "...... That's the only one with the most workers like me. ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you. A moment of silence. Immediately afterwards, they said in unison:

"—So the Chinese led them and threw the Italians down!!"