By the way, when Bai Zhimo first arrived at the kitchen, he was enthusiastically recruited by Fatty Wang and insisted on treating him to a meal.

As a result, after the meal was put on, Fatty Wang seemed to have completely forgotten Bai Zhimo's existence. He held the roasted suckling pig and ate it wildly, eating it from beginning to end.

Fatty Wang stuffed the last piece of pig's tail into his mouth and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Then he picked up a towel and wiped his mouth and his hands. At this time, he found Bai Zhimo standing on the side. He was stunned at first.

Xiaobai, sit down and eat. Don’t be polite. If it’s not enough, we can add more dishes! Don’t be polite. Brother Fat is a little bit of land in the kitchen, and my words are still useful!

Fatty Wang seemed to see Bai Zhimo's restraint. He struggled to pull out his butt from the chair, stood up and pulled the chair beside him, then pulled Bai Zhimo over and pressed it into the chair.

Then Fatty Wang sat in his chair with difficulty again, and the chair made painful moans.

He reached out and turned the round table, picked up a roast goose from the table, and placed it in the large plate in front of Bai Zhimo.

Come on, eat, don’t be polite, eat a roast goose to the bottom!

While talking, Fatty Wang picked up another roast goose, put it on the plate in front of him, and then started eating slowly.

It can be seen that Fatty Wang is very good at eating. His two fat palms are like two erect butterflies. As they dance, the flesh on the roast goose was torn off little by little and put into his mouth.

Although Fatty Wang's movements were much more elegant, the speed was not slow at all.

Bai Zhimo's belly was already protesting. He finally stretched out his hand and imitated Fatty Wang beside him, trying to tear off the flesh from the roast goose, but when he really operated it, he realized that it was not that easy.

Tear off the meat from the roast goose, it seems to be a technique!

Bai Zhimo had no choice but to mouth it in the end. When he finished gnawing on his two goose legs, Fatty Wang had already stuffed the whole roasted goose into his stomach, and only a pile of clean bones were left in front of him.

Fatty Wang looked at Bai Zhimo's face full of praise. He stretched out his fat fat hand and patted Bai Zhimo's shoulder hard.

Haha, you guy is very good, eat hard! Don't be polite, haha

Bai Zhimo looked at Fatty Wang's oily palms, his face full of resentment. There was an oily handprint on his shoulders. It seemed that this set of clothes could not be worn.

In fact, there was a small episode in the middle. When Fatty Wang slapped his palm, Bai Zhimo shook his shoulder to dodge, but when his shoulders first moved, Fatty Wang's palm had already landed on his shoulders.

While Bai Zhimo was resentful in his heart, he was also shocked. He was able to become the boss of the kitchen. This fat man was indeed not an ordinary person. His strength was definitely above the second level.

A flash of light flashed in the fat man's eyes. He could see Bai Zhimo's small movements, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was just a normal reaction.

However, this kid's reaction was not slow. Ordinary first-order sequencers had no chance to react. His reaction ability was already comparable to that of relatively weak second-order sequencers.

Fatty Wang had already transferred the whole roasted lamb in front of him. After thinking about it, he pulled off a leg of lamb and handed it to Bai Zhimo.

Xiaobai, don’t worry, eat slowly, and then have a leg of lamb!

He became more and more interested in this kid. He had such strength at a young age, but he just didn't know what his relationship with Concubine Bai Zhi was.

But I think it doesn’t matter much, otherwise I wouldn’t have sent it to the kitchen, but to my Fat Master!

The Ermao went to find out the kid's background. He should be back soon, and the truth will be revealed by then!

And this kid is definitely not from a wealthy family. Is it the reason?

Just the group of young men that Fatty Wang came into contact with, is one of them holding a roast goose and gnawing it directly?

Even if those guys were hungry, they wouldn't bring such fun, let alone put the chopsticks next to this kid now.

Moreover, when this kid treats himself, he has no meaning to please him. He eats seriously and does not have any messy thoughts because of his identity!

He appreciates this temperament very much. He is not artificial and does whatever he wants. Why do he have to hold his posture? Are you tired?

Regarding Fatty Wang’s enthusiasm, Bai Zhimo waved his hand and said with a wry smile, “Brother Fatty, just eat it yourself. I may not be able to finish this roast goose!

Roast goose tastes like roast goose, and lamb tastes like lamb. If you taste it, you will only have it left! It’s not a precious good thing! Fatty Wang said, and he stuffed the lamb legs into Bai Zhimo’s hand.

Bai Zhimo was helpless. This was too enthusiastic. He could only ‘do his best’!

Therefore, in order not to let down his new boss' enthusiasm for recruitment, Bai Zhimo could only devote himself to hard work!

Fatty Wang smiled and began to concentrate on dealing with the whole roasted lamb in front of him. Both of them did not speak anymore in a tacit understanding, and were silently concentrating on "fighting".

Bai Zhimo ate the roasted goose and ate half of the lamb leg, and then couldn't eat it anymore. But I have to say that the roasted goose and lamb leg tasted quite good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten.

He collapsed backwards and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. At this time, he was shocked to find that the table had been cleared, leaving only a pile of bones piled in front of Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang stuffed the last roasted bird into his mouth, then he wiped his mouth and turned his eyes to Bai Zhimo, just as he saw the astonished gaze he looked at him.

Fatty Wang looked at Bai Zhimo and said with a chuckle.

Xiaobai, you have miscalculated this time!

At this time, Fatty Wang was like a fox who had stole a chicken, but Bai Zhimo didn't get his point at all. He looked at Fatty Wang with some confusion.

Fatty Wang didn't keep it a secret. He stretched out a round finger and pointed at the pot in the middle of the round table.

This is the real good thing. More than 90% of the value of this big table of things is in this pot!

At this time, the charcoal under the pot had almost been burned, the pink octopus in the middle of the pot had turned pale, while the soup in the pot had turned a light red.

Bai Zhimo's eyes also turned to the pot on the table. He hadn't noticed anything special about this octopus before, but Fatty Wang would definitely not talk nonsense, so he asked with some uncertainty.

Divine blood creature?

You guys are quite a bit sensible, the red pink octopus in Sequence 1, hehe

Fatty Wang smiled and then introduced Bai Zhimo.

Although this octopus is not uncommon, it is not many. This is just the third time I have eaten it. You kid are so lucky!

Bai Zhimo touched his stomach and rolled his eyes silently. If I had really taken it oral, I wouldn't have stuffed so much stuffed into my stomach, and I would have eaten so much, which seemed to have nothing to do with this fat man.

Haha Fatty Wang seemed to notice Bai Zhimo's resentment, but he was not at all displeased. He scooped out a bowl of soup in the pot and pushed it to Bai Zhimo's.

Don't be content, how about taste it first?

When Fatty Wang was stirring the soup, Bai Zhimo smelled a fragrant smell. When the bowl arrived, he lowered his head and took a deep breath.

Real life is delicious!

Bai Zhimo carefully picked up the bowl, and he took a sip. Well, the mouth was gentle, the fragrance was full of fragrance, and it went down the throat. A warm breath penetrated directly into the internal organs. It was such a happy feeling!

So Bai Zhimo was not polite, and drank all the soup in his bowl, and when he looked up, the soup in the pot was completely bottomed out.

There were at least five or six bowls of soup left in the pot just now, but now it has been in the fat man's stomach. The distribution is really uneven, right?

Don't worry, the real good stuff is still here!

Fatty Wang said, taking out a knife from somewhere, and then carefully cut a cross blade directly above the octopus' head, gently lifting it with the tip of the knife, revealing the crystal white brain flower inside.

Then Fatty Wang took out a spoon of soup from somewhere, dug a big spoon on his head. He put the spoon into his mouth, squinted his eyes and savored it.

As for Bai Zhimo, he could only stare at him because he looked over and saw that there was no spoon or spoon at all, only a pair of chopsticks!

In this kung fu, the octopus brain flower had been eaten by Fatty Wang. Bai Zhimo grabbed Fatty Wang's arm and smiled a little flatteringly.

Fat Brother, do you still have a spoon?

Through this meal, Bai Zhimo probably also saw the fat man's personality. He was not obsessed with the slightest qualities, and seemed to take nothing seriously, and he did not despise him at all because of his identity and age.

Therefore, Bai Zhimo was also very casual, and now he asked Fatty Wang for a spoon.

Fatty Wang was eating very well, and he seemed to have expected Bai Zhimo to ask for this, so he kept his mouth in his hand. He took out another spoon in his left hand and handed it to Bai Zhimo.

Bai Zhimo quickly took the spoon from Fatty Wang's hand, dug a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Bai Zhimo's eyes suddenly widened. The thing smelled nothing, but when it was placed in his mouth, the fragrance suddenly exploded and violently impacted his taste buds.

Bai Zhimo couldn't help but close his eyes. He seemed to be among the boundless blue sky and his whole spirit seemed to have been improved.

When he opened his eyes, the octopus' head had been hollowed out.

In fact, the octopus' head looks quite big, but in fact there are not many brain flowers inside.

Fatty Wang collapsed in the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands slowly stroked his belly.

This is the happiest time every day!

Bai Zhimo also touched his round belly and squinted his eyes and looked at Fatty Wang. He could eat such a table every day, no wonder he had the current body shape.

Alas, what a pity, what a pity

Fatty Wang suddenly sighed with heartache, and Bai Zhimo couldn't help but wonder, isn't eating and drinking enough time to be proud?

Alas, although this table of things is good, it is not as good as blood food!

Blood food?

Bai Zhimo heard this word again. Not long ago, he heard it for the first time from Fatty Wang's mouth. When he talked to Uncle Fu, he mentioned a sentence, and at the same time he seemed to mention a person, which seemed to be called 'Old Man Huo'.

Without waiting for Bai Zhimo to ask, Fatty Wang has already begun to take the initiative to solve his doubts.

You see, the taste of this red pink octopus is far more than that of ordinary meat, but it is actually just a desire for the mouth. The essence of the flesh and blood has been gone for eight or nine times, while the blood food can retain the essence of the flesh and blood of the divine blood creatures!

Speaking of this, two rays of light suddenly flashed in Fatty Wang's eyes, and he stared straight at Bai Zhimo.

Do you want to learn more about blood food?
Chapter completed!