Being stared at by a few big eyes is already scary.
Not to mention the big eyeballs floating on the blood-red soup.
At this moment, Zheng Qing felt that his physical discomfort had spread to psychological discomfort. He didn't need a mirror to know that his expression must have become very ferocious.
"Already paid."
Fatty Xin noticed the urge of the wizard next to him to escape, and reminded him: "Don't look at me with that look. Mr. Shangguan Congwen mentioned that there are three realms of gourmets - the lowest ones, those who are obsessed with having all kinds of colors, flavors and tastes;
The medium one is a return to nature, only focusing on the satisfaction of taste buds; the highest level one goes a step further, in addition to satisfying the color, fragrance and flavor, it also seeks a psychological and soul impact - you still remember the first time you ate chili peppers, the chili pepper was in it.
Does it feel like your mouth is exploding? What you feel now is the aftermath of the sheep’s eye juice exploding in your soul.”
"Eating shit can also make your soul experience a similar explosion feeling." Dr. Xiao Da, who had been observing the floating eyes of the sheep with a small bowl, suddenly interjected.
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Qing felt enlightened.
That's right, he just realized that Fatty Xin's remarks about the 'Three Realms of a Gourmet' just sounded like he was describing eating shit as something refreshing and refined.
However, before he could put down the small bowl in his hand, Dr. Xiao Da, who had just raised the theory of "eating shit," commented on his sheep's eye juice in a vague voice: "The tomato juice seems to have added the extracts of galaxies and edelweiss.
, the taste is unexpectedly refreshing... Although the eyeballs have been pickled, they don't have much flavor themselves. But when you bite them, they will burst in your mouth... Well, the gelatinous vitreous body in the eyeballs fills the mouth with a rich taste.
It’s special and well worth a try.”
Zheng Qing looked at the small bowl in his hand, then at the doctor who was sipping the taste, and couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you just say it felt like eating shit?"
"No, I was just expressing that Xin's metaphor was inappropriate." Xiao Xiao took out a beautiful handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and corrected him seriously.
Zheng Qing suspected that he ate the two eyeballs just to show off his handkerchief that obviously belonged to a witch.
"Don't let it dry...it's best to eat it while it's fresh!" The vendor standing behind the cart finally couldn't help but interrupt the chat between several young wizards and made a sign of eating.
This made Zheng Qing feel a little embarrassed - talking about shit, urine, fat sheep in front of someone else's snack stall is somewhat disrespectful of others - although the stall owner didn't seem to care.
, there was always a kind smile on his face.
"The meaning of life is to keep trying different unknowns." Fatty Xin also held a small bowl and advised: "If you taste the same thing day after day, what fun is there in life?"
"Why don't you eat?" Zheng Qing looked at the fat wizard suspiciously.
"Well...I'm waiting for the doctor's reaction."
Fatty Xin glanced at the short wizard who was still healthy, and blinked happily: "This is the North District after all. Although the boss used his best materials, God knows if there will be any side effects... And
It’s a bit exaggerated to do a toxicological reaction for a few sheep eyeballs, so it’s best to have someone help with the experiment...I’m not forcing you, it’s your choice to eat it first.”
The last sentence was said to Xiao Xiao, who had already come to his senses.
Zheng Qing looked at Xin's eyes and suddenly realized that what he was wary of was not just as simple as a bad stomach - after all, every year there were stories of wizards from other districts taking drugs in the North District and finally being stripped naked and thrown into the street.
Although the probability of them attacking First University students in broad daylight is very small, the fat wizard will never underestimate the temptation of his golden bean to the people of the North District.
As many people say, in the North District, you can live without gold, but you cannot live without vigilance.
Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses. Although his face was slightly pale, his expression was as calm as ever: "I'm not Brother Zha. How could someone poison me for no reason?"
This sentence is purely a deflection of misfortune.
Zheng Qing's face suddenly dropped.
"Don't scare yourself... I didn't even know I was going to eat this before I pushed you over." The fat wizard was obviously willing to chat a few more words, while using a small spoon to continuously stir the tomato juice in the bowl,
While comforting Zheng Qing: "I randomly selected one of these food stalls... Those kids who want to poison you are definitely not that capable."
"Then let's change?" Zheng Qing glanced at him.
The fat wizard hesitated for a few seconds, thinking about the scale of his captain's feud. Finally, he laughed dryly and did not say anything. Instead, he quickly scooped up the sheep's eyeballs in his bowl and chewed them into his stomach.
Zheng Qingze finally put down the small bowl in his hand and waved to the stall owner, indicating that he didn't want it anymore.
"No refund," the stall owner selling sheep's eye juice made gestures, suppressed the smile on his face, and said in a strong tone, "You have already served this bowl, and there is no refund!"
"No need to retreat, no need to retreat." The boy waved his hands repeatedly and pulled the sleeves of his two companions, indicating that they should go faster.
The three of them couldn't walk far. Zheng Qing turned around and saw that his bowl of sheep's eye juice had been completely eaten by the stall owner. He heard the slightly teasing voice of the fat wizard in his ears.
"If you don't do anything bad in your life, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." He shook his head, looking like a Taoist: "...I have done too many bad things, and I am afraid of doing anything. I don't dare to eat well, I don't dare
What’s the point of life if you’re just wandering around and not even daring to say a few words to a pretty girl?”
"At the very least, pretty girls often come to talk to him." Xiao Xiao sneered and stabbed the fat wizard. Apparently, he had not forgotten that he was passively serving as a food taster.
Zheng Qing listened to the two bickering, but he didn't feel much regret in his heart.
He is not the kind of person who eats well.
When he couldn't walk far, he suddenly slowed down.
"Something's wrong."
The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team muttered something in a low voice, and his steps became slower and slower. As he spoke, his hand was already on his waist, holding the handle of the silver python, and gently turning the bullet nest.
"Why are you so crazy?"
The fat wizard didn't know when he took out another piece of beef jerky smeared with hot sauce, and was chewing it vigorously. When he heard this, he rolled his eyes: "Didn't we just agree that we will only eat delicious food on the way back today, not talk about it?"
Something's wrong?"
Before Zheng Qing could speak, Xiao Xiao on the other side reminded the fat man.
"There is definitely something wrong."
The doctor lowered his voice and moved his lips slightly: "Don't you think the passers-by around you disappear a bit fast... The magic flow around you is a bit weird."
Fatty Xin was just distracted by the delicious food and was slightly distracted, which did not mean that he fell asleep. After being warned by his two companions, he quickly realized that something was wrong.