Chapter 155: The audience is a sensation
While everyone was arguing, the eyes of the four high presidents became extremely hot.
They stared at the boiling pot, their mouths squirming, and the hara was about to flow out.
No way, this smell is really too fragrant, they have never smelled it, it is simply the best in the world.
In these eternal years, they ate bran vegetables, and now there is such a delicacy in the world, how can they not be moved?
Under the blowing of the breeze, the spicy hot pot fragrance spread all over the field of the god of agriculture, which immediately caused a lot of commotion.
The savages who were patrolling all over the wilderness of the god of agriculture couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts and rushed over one after another.
For a time, the surroundings of the open-air platform were overcrowded, and the savages surrounded the human walls, which were impregnable.
Every wild man jumped up and down, howling and shouting and shouting, and the harazi flowed all over the ground.
A single spicy strip can make them fight and cause bloodshed, not to mention a hot pot.
"Oh my God, isn't that too much of an exaggeration? A hot pot can rule the Saturnalia wilderness. β
"Nima, I admit that I was stupid before, I haven't eaten for a day, and this hot pot makes me almost starving to death. β
"A person is almost hungry, no matter what he eats, it smells good, and the one wearing the monkey mask has to take it. β
"You can think of this method, not to mention that these people have never seen hot pot at all, can this not be interesting?"
"What's the use of being a red eye now? Blame yourself for your IQ arrears and not recharge in time. β
Seeing such a shocking scene, those who were not convinced before, saying that Feng Chen was naΓ―ve, were all dumbfounded.
No one expected that a hot pot would cause a sensation in the entire field of the god of agriculture, and the four presidents were full of expectations.
"There is nothing in this world that can't be solved by a hot pot, if there is...... That's two. β
Bathed in the strange gazes around him, the corners of Feng Chen's mouth hooked up a touch of self-deprecation, and he didn't bother to explain anything.
Hot pot is indeed a delicacy in the world, and the way to eat it is to pay attention to meat first and then vegetarian, if it can be paired with seasonings, the taste will be better.
Picking up four large ceramic bowls from the table, Feng Chen added sesame oil, oyster sauce, and coriander to the bowls......
After preparing the various flavors of spices, he finally looked at the four presidents and made a gesture of please.
Everything is ready, just wait for the four presidents to take their seats, and then you can add various ingredients to the pot.
Heilu, Martin, Sword Tiger, and Emperor Crocodile all showed a sneer when they looked at Feng Chen, who was wearing a monkey mask.
They admit that hot pot is a special delicacy of the Chinese country, and admit that this hot pot makes the field of the god of agriculture rush up and down.
But the question is, the four presidents have lived for thousands of years, and they have long stopped eating fireworks in the world, how can they be interested in hot pot?
Even if they are interested, will they really pull down their identity and taste what this small people in the market can taste?
If the four presidents really ran over to taste it, it would be too cheap, and it would be used as a laughing stock when it was spread.
Realizing this, Heilu, Martin, Sword Tiger, and Emperor Crocodile shook their heads, their faces full of mockery.
They can all imagine how wonderful Feng Chen's expression would be when the four presidents ignored Feng Chen.
Everyone here also thought of this, and their eyes were focused on the four presidents, waiting for a result.
If the four presidents really ran over to eat hot pot, then everyone would cry and faint in the toilet, which is too funny.
It's a pity...... They don't understand the mind of the four presidents at all!
On the rostrum, the four presidents glanced at each other, discussing something, and understood the key to the matter.
They have been trying hard to hide the excitement in their hearts, and they have tried very hard to suppress their strong appetite.
"Eat...... Still not eating?"
"This is too fragrant, what should I do now?"
"It's so delicious, I can't stand it when I smell it. β
"We've lived for thousands of years, where have we ever eaten something like this? β
"I'm already hungry and thirsty, but if I do eat it, I can't bear my face. β
"Face? The four of us have lived for thousands of years, which of them has a long life expectancy? How much is face worth?"
"Yes, for thousands of years, I have a pure heart and few desires, no desires, and finally something that makes my heart move. β
"Think about what our original intention was for the Enlightenment Festival...... Why bother yourself?"
"Initial intention?"
"With the help of the best objects brought into the field of Saturnalia by outsiders, you can better understand the outside world. β
"Yes, don't forget your original intention, the people take food as the sky, what are you hesitating about? I'm going to taste it now. β
"Well, what all this nonsense? I just want to see how far the outside world cuisine has gotten. β
"There is good food, there is good wine, it is refreshing to eat, and if you don't eat it, you regret it for three years, and a fool knows how to choose. β
After struggling with his thoughts for a long time, the four elders all stood up and walked towards Feng Chen and the Eight Immortals table.
The four of them each occupied a bench and sat around the Eight Immortals table, their eyes full of fire when they looked at the boiling hot pot.
Seeing such a scene, the audience was dead silent, and everyone present was stunned and couldn't believe it.
In order to taste this hot pot, the four presidents really let it out this time, and they didn't even care about the image?
After the dead silence, there were gasping voices one after another, and the entire Enlightenment Festival completely changed.
Some sighed, some were depressed, some were sad, some were indignant, and everyone wanted to beat Feng Chen to death.
Of course, after beating Feng Chen to death, they still want to hit their heads to death, do you still want to let people live like this?
Let's ask, can hot pot be compared with rare treasures? Not at all, right? But Feng Chen just did it.
On the other hand, in order to get a treasure, some people are bankrupt and suffer heavy losses.
But what? Feng Chen's hot pot is only a few dollars? The disparity between this is too great, can it not make people angry?
I said before that people are young, that people are naΓ―ve, and they can't do anything, but everyone here is spicy chicken.
Really, many people want to die, and the more they look at Fengchen, the more unpleasant they are, this guy doesn't take the usual path.
But in the final analysis, I can't blame anyone for this, I can only blame myself for not daring to try, and my IQ is seriously in arrears.
"I've never seen anyone so brazen. As he hugged Martha, Kyle smiled heartily.
In order to bring back the resurrected person, everyone here did everything possible, and even he lost a treasure.
But the same problem was solved by Feng Chen with a hot pot, and the five bodies he admired fell to the ground.
The Sword Tiger Emperor Crocodile was dejected, his face was extremely gloomy, and he really wanted to rush up and punch and kick the monkey-masked man.
In order to pick up the resurrected hacking cat, they reluctantly handed over the treasure "Wangtian Barbarian Stone" to the four presidents.
Now look at the four presidents eating hot pot and singing, their hearts are like dripping blood, uncomfortable.
People are really angry than people, and Masao Yanagi is also uncomfortable, feeling that he has lost "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" in vain.
He can't wait to order a few takeouts to be delivered to the field of the god of agriculture, but he still has a woolen yarn, and it's too late.
Hei Lu can be described as angry and hateful, twisting his face, his gaze fell on Feng Chen, and he couldn't move away for a long time.
So far, although he has not lost any treasures, his fear of Feng Chen has undoubtedly deepened a lot.
This man in a monkey mask never plays cards according to routines, and it is too tricky to deal with.