Chapter Fifty-Eight: Eating the Empty Mountain
bluebird leaping in the forest,
Butterflies dancing among flowers.
Figure out the shadow and tease the remnant sun.
Mai reached the top and tossed and turned.
The jade plate is fragrant.
Serve the delicacies and empty the plate.
One person eats, and the mid-mountain is busy.
"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly... I've already asked the cafeteria chefs to make some more, enough is enough..."
Peony looked at Xia Xun, who was ravaging the dishes like a whirlwind, and said quietly. At this time, she was no longer embarrassed at the beginning, only a smile with a hint of worry.
Xia Xun is the same. It's just that he was so hungry that he forgot about the embarrassment...
This hunger came suddenly...
When he first woke up, he only felt that his bloodline had become different, except that there was nothing unusual.
It's just that after he was in the back hall and washed the sweat stains on his body...
Something terrible happened......
Very suddenly...
An overwhelming feeling of hunger surged all over the world in an instant, without giving half a warning. It's like a gluttonous beast that has been hungry for 10,000 years, suddenly coming into the world. When you see anything, you want to grab it and bite it...
This kind of feeling is definitely not something ordinary people can imagine...
It's just that terrible things are yet to come.
When Xia Xun endured hunger, hastily washed his body, and rushed out of the hall...
Faced with a whole table of sumptuous delicacies, he no longer had the slightest ability to resist.
Directly transformed into a real gluttonous beast...
What embarrassment, etiquette, shame, and reserve, all of them were thrown out of the clouds by him. A tiger descended the mountain and flew to the table. He didn't hold the bowl or chopsticks, grabbed a handful of food with his bare hands, stuffed it into his mouth without looking, and swallowed it...
Xia Xun has always been a polite and cold Sven, but today, he made such a move in a very unusual way. It can be seen how desperate this sudden hunger is...
Xia Xun, who was thrown into the wind and clouds all of a sudden, was comfortable. But he frightened the disciples who were serving food around him.
People who don't know the inside story still think that the person who Wentian saved after all his hard work turned out to be a madman...
And Peony, who knew the inside story, was also bluffed. Although, yesterday, the old man had already explained that he wanted to prepare more meals for Xia Xun. But the old man didn't say how much, how much more...
From what is happening...
Obviously, even the old man should have underestimated Xia Xun's hunger...
"Don't worry... Eat slowly..."
"Don't swallow..."
The white embroidery on the side, while looking at the flute, was a little worried. Because, the dishes on the table that Xia Xun is eating now have been changed for more than ten rounds...
She couldn't figure out how Xia Xun's not strong body could fit so much food...
"Well... Uh..."
Xia Xun in the sea eating, the answer is very simple, there are only two notes. It's hard to tell whether it's chewing or responding.
"How full are you now? Look, should I ask the cafeteria master to make some more..."
Peony saw that Xia Xun's gobbling up did not slow down, and she knew that the Qiwei meal she had just arranged behind the mat would definitely not be able to fill his stomach.
"Well... En... Yes."
This time, Xia Xun finally had some ordinary reactions. He grabbed the minced meat in one hand and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. The throat makes a response sound while swallowing meat. Hold up a greasy food indicator in one hand...
"Ishei...?" said Peony's worried face with surprise.
"Well... En..."
Xia Xun withdrew his fingers and continued to bury his head in the sea to eat.
"Well... Then I'll arrange it. ”
"But you have to eat slowly, otherwise the canteen master's skills won't be able to keep up with your speed..."
Peony covered her mouth with her slender hands, hiding the joke that couldn't help but bloom. As he spoke, he lifted his little feet, hurriedly stepped on broken steps, and walked out of the bamboo house...
The people in the house eat,
People outside the house are intertwined.
Mountaineers coming and going,
Cover the closed door of the bamboo house.
The current scene in the middle of the mountain seems to be back to the same as it was a month ago, except that the soup has been replaced by a dish.
A shadow swept through the shade of the bamboo, and popped down the stone road to the mountainside. Passing by the Mai disciples, they all turned sideways to give way...
The quiet passage building entered with the shadow, and there was some noise. The Confucian scholars who were flipping the books stopped twisting the paper one after another, and turned their eyes to the back of the girl walking to the cafeteria.
It's worship and amazement...
This little uncle has been practicing with the old man on the top of the mountain since he was a child. In the past few years, only when there was a big man in the mountain, she would go down the mountain to greet the old man. The rest of the time, she was always at the top of the mountain.
In the past few months, she has gone down the mountain much more often than in the past ten years combined.
It's hard to understand why...
Although the young man's elder and the old man on the top of the mountain have a lot of connections, so far, the price Wentian has paid for him has obviously exceeded common sense too much.
Peony hurriedly walked into the kitchen hall outside the building, and glanced lightly along the open-air kitchen stove. Finally, in front of the big stove with a kitchen fire, I found the fat figure.
"Knife master, knife master. ”
Peony pinched the hem of her Mai skirt and hurriedly walked behind the figure while stepping on the oily and dirty water on the ground.
"Huh?" the figure put down the shovel in his hand, turned around, and grabbed the rag around his waist at the same time, and wiped it on his face. Wipe away a handful of greasy sweat stains...
"Little peony, didn't you just go up the mountain, why did you come down again? Could it be that kid, disgusted that the craftsmanship of the Sprinkle family is not in line with the taste?"
The speaker is in his sixties, with a round face and a big belly, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a row of big yellow teeth are showing in his grinning lips. The long hair on his head was tied into braids, and the sackcloth on his body was dyed yellow and black by perennial oil, and he hadn't washed it for a long time.
This person, surnamed Dao Mingrun, is not a Confucian who teaches the industry, but his identity is much higher than that of the Confucian. Since he is a disciple of the same era as the contemporary cabinet master, his attainments in learning and wisdom are not necessarily much worse than those of ordinary Confucians. Therefore, ask the descendants of the sky, and everyone who sees it respectfully calls him "knife master".
"No, no," Peony explained with a quick wave of her hand.
"Yes, please help arrange more than 100 dishes. Because he seems to be really hungry, the meals he has arranged now are probably far from enough. ”
"What!100 more!?"
The knife master raised his eyebrows and his bronze eyes were round, and he was very surprised.
"This kid, is he going to eat empty and ask God? He still won't stop after eating up our family's medicine warehouse before, and now he has to eat up our family's kitchen. If this continues, he will not be able to eat people..."
"No, no..."Peony was even more panicked, her little hands kept waving, and she explained shyly, "How hungry he is..."
The knife master pursed his face, looking incredulous: "Do you think he is a fierce beast?
As he spoke, he craned his neck and looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention. He bent down slightly, approached Peony, and said softly: "Little Peony, you tell Master Dao honestly." What is hidden in that kid's coverings? If you say, it's just a strong bloodline, the knife master will definitely not believe it..."
The sword master paused, grinned and showed a row of yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "It can't really be the soul of that divine soldier of Pure Yang, right?"
"Ahh
Peony shook her body when she heard this, and her little hand waved more happily: "No, no, it's really not......"
The knife master smiled even more happily, "What's that?"
Peony then put down her little hand, grabbed the hem of her skirt instead, and pursed her small mouth, looking very embarrassed.
Silent...
"Hehe..."
The knife master laughed a few times, curled his greasy big index finger, and gently tapped Peony's forehead.
"Well, look at how scared you little girl is..."
He straightened up again...
"That's it, that's it, I won't embarrass you. If you don't even want me to say it, then it can only be the meaning of the old man..."
As he spoke, the knife master turned around, picked up the shovel, and stir-fried the big black pot. The fire was blazing, and suddenly it burst out of the pot...
"Add 100 seats, add 100 seats, support this little disaster star..."
"Don't wait here, a girl's family, what kind of body is running around. If you have something, just let those dolls spread the word, how can you say that you are also their little uncle..."
The knife master turned his back to the peony and chattered.
At this time, Peony's embarrassed expression eased. She bent slightly and made a small salute.
"I'm sorry for you..."
"Go ahead. The knife master half-raised the shovel blade, shook it back, and signaled.
Anyway.
Peony lifted the hem of her skirt again, and hurried away in broken steps...
Qianying comes and goes, and the delicacies are exchanged for a table.
Three thousand Yueyang, those who have nothing to do to climb high and look into the distance, were dumbfounded for a while.
As early as noon, from the moment the first dish was delivered to the top of the mountain, the high-rise buildings in Yueyang City were occupied by the people in the rivers and lakes who heard the news. However, they looked for a long time, but they did not see the awakened young man come out of the mountain. But I saw that the dishes in the middle of the mountains kept tossing and turning...
Dumbfounded...
At this moment, no need for secret agents, no need to report, everyone knows that the young man has woken up. We all know that the teenager who woke up was absolutely hungry...
Because, Wentian's kitchen has stuffed dishes to the top of the mountain since noon, and it has been stuffed for two whole hours...
Still stuffed...
Thousands of miles away, inside the alpine pavilion.
"I'm not afraid to die of eating so much when I just woke up?"
"Squeak..."