The courtyard was brightly lit, and although there were hundreds of people gathered, they were all standing, and they even stood in a circle, leaving open space in the center.
There was a big man standing in the middle of the yard. Ding Meng recognized at a glance that this must be a big tiger, because this man had a huge back and a heavy waist, and was as tall as a man with a steel mane. He looked like a tiger. Who else could this man be if he wasn't a big tiger?
What's interesting is that there is a bonfire burning in the center of the yard. There is a steel shelf on the fire, and a huge iron pot is placed on the shelf. The aroma wafts from the pot.
Ding Meng took a deep breath when he came in: "This kind of fire is called real fire."
Su Xia obviously didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
Ding Meng said: "There are at least eight or more materials in it, including sandalwood, pine wood, smoked wood, burnt wood, and fragrant wood."
Su Xia understood this time. What Ding Meng was referring to was the eight types of wood used for burning bonfires. It's strange to say that human technology is actually very developed today. It can also cook delicious food using crystal energy and technological equipment, but
The most primitive wood is used to grill food, and the delicious taste cannot be compared with technology.
Dahu looked at Ding Meng coldly: "Your new nose is quite good."
Ding Meng stepped forward with a smile: "Not only do I have a good nose, but I also have a good appetite. Most importantly, I am an expert in eating."
He is a connoisseur of farts, but he has not tasted the taste of "eating" for too long. Now that he smells this fragrance, he will eat it to his heart's content today.
Dahu also became interested: "Do you know what day today is?"
Ding Meng said: "I don't know anything else. I only know that I am determined to eat this pot of meat today. Today is a day to eat meat."
Dahu looked at him with great interest, but the faces of the people around him changed their colors one after another. This newcomer Ding Meng is really bold. How dare he snatch Dahu's meat?
"If you want to eat meat, it's easy to say. The key is to see if you have the ability to eat it." Dahu sneered, "There are so many people here, but no one can eat it."
"You are wrong!" Ding Meng shook his head and said, "To eat this thing, you must be an expert. It has nothing to do with your ability, because only an expert will not waste good things. In this pot of yours, there are at least twelve
The meat is grown, and each one seems to be natural rather than artificial.”
Dahu's eyes lit up: "Even if you are not an expert, you are at least half an expert."
As he spoke, he held down the lid of the pot. The lid of the pot was three meters in diameter, which showed how big it was.
When the lid of the pot was opened, an indescribable strong aroma of meat immediately spread out. This aroma is enough to arouse anyone's appetite, because there is a pot of red meat stewed inside. The meat is cut very square and stewed very soft.
Rotten, neatly arranged, blending into the thick soup.
To be honest, getting a pot of meat like this on Rainforest Planet is no less difficult than having a meal worth millions of star coins in a luxury restaurant in a big city in the empire.
The eyes of the people around him immediately widened, and so did Ding Meng's. The beautiful woman stripped naked and placed in front of him, perhaps not as alluring as this pot of meat.
Dahu smiled and said: "Newcomer, please listen to the rules. Whether you can eat meat depends on your own ability. I need to remind you that this pot of food is not easy to come by. If you overturn it, don't blame the brothers.
You’re welcome.”
Ding Meng understands this. If he activates Yuan Neng a little, the iron pot will probably be crushed into slag, let alone the meat. It seems that eating meat today is a technical job.
Dahu suddenly turned his head: "Bring this boy a set of utensils."
A black stick immediately flew out of the crowd, spinning towards Ding Meng.
With a "pop" sound, Ding Meng took it and saw that it was actually a steel spoon made of alloy. However, this spoon was too big, almost the same size as a standard photoelectric gun.
Now that he had the utensils, Din Meng walked to the central iron pot without hesitation and stretched out his spoon to scoop out the meat.
Dahu naturally couldn't let Ding Meng succeed easily. He also had the same steel spoon in his hand. As soon as Ding Meng stretched out his spoon, he immediately caught it.
Ding Meng flipped his wrist, and the ladle immediately bounced his ladle away, but Dahu's reaction was not slow, and he caught Ding Meng's ladle again with a "Monkey Picking Peach".
"Ding, ding, ding, ding" made a sharp sound, and the eyes of the people around him were widened again. The two people's ladles danced like two silver snakes in a dazzling way, but Ding Meng's ladle just couldn't scoop it in.
Suddenly there was a muffled "bang" sound, and Ding Meng took several steps back.
Dahu couldn't help but laugh: "With your little ability, you still want to eat meat and even drink soup."
Ding Meng also smiled: "If I really want to eat, you can only watch."
This time, Ding Meng was no longer polite to him. He walked forward slowly and slowly stretched out the ladle. It was obvious that Dahu couldn't let him succeed, so he stretched out the ladle and continued to hold him up.
Unfortunately, he couldn't hold it this time, so Ding Meng's steel spoon slowly reached into the pot.
Dahu's expression changed. He could feel that Ding Meng did not activate the source energy, but simply used his wrist strength to put the spoon into the pot and scooped out a large spoonful of hot meat.
"You!" Dahu stopped his hand in desperation and hit Ding Meng's face with the spoon. Since he can't stop you from scooping out the meat, it is still not a problem to stop you from eating the meat.
Ding Meng had expected this move, so he took back the hand he used to scoop up the meat and put his elbow against his spoon.
There was another muffled "bang" sound, and this time the big tiger was shocked and slid backwards. Before he could stand still, Ding Meng had already raised his head and swallowed the meat into his mouth. This spoonful of meat was at least five or six pieces.
Jin, and it was extremely hot. Ding Meng swallowed it in three mouthfuls, and then he exhaled with satisfaction: "Well, it smells so good!"
"Fuck!" Dahu was angry. He finally got such a pot of good food for his birthday, but Ding Meng, the newcomer, took the first bite. It was a shame and humiliation. It was like a newly welcomed bride.
Before my wife had a chance to walk through the door, someone else snatched her bridal chamber. This is unbearable.
Seeing Ding Meng's steel spoon slowly scooping towards the steel pot, the big tiger fiercely threw the spoon out, and then flew towards Ding Meng like a whirlwind.
His idea was very good. The spoon he threw was infused with powerful rigid energy, and its power was no less powerful than a javelin. Ding Meng had to parry the javelin first, and then he had a chance to contain Ding Meng.
However, the idea is the idea, the reality is the reality, and the reality is that Ding Meng repeated his old trick, raised his elbow and hit the spoon with a "pass" sound, and a magical scene appeared. The fierce javelin turned around and flew back in the opposite direction.
Dahu suddenly felt an even more astonishing coercion coming towards his face, but he had no time to stop his feet now, so he could only greet it with both palms of his hands.
"Bang--"
There was a slight tremor in the air, and Dahu slid back again. He had just slid six to seven meters, but this time he had slid directly over ten meters.
After reluctantly catching the spoon, Dahu found that his hands were shaking involuntarily. The source energy that Ding Meng poured into the spoon was actually not inferior to his own. In other words, Ding Meng's strength was not inferior to that of a senior combat master. What a boy.
, I really underestimated you.
"Well, it feels good!" At this time, Ding Meng had already eaten the second spoonful of meat, and the intoxication on his face made it difficult for Dahu not to get angry.
"Boy, come again!" Dahu shouted angrily and threw the spoon out again.
The spoon rotated laterally in the air and completely turned into a disc, with a strong rigid body energy attached to it, forming a faint force field. I saw traces of the soil on the ground being scraped through the air. This thing is even more
Like an electric fan, it blew out strong winds in all directions, forcing the crowd around to move back.
You can't dodge this trick even if you want to. Even if the person can dodge, the pot of meat will be ruined.
Ding Meng didn't hide. His third spoonful of meat had already reached his mouth. He even blew lightly: "It's been a long time since I've had such an appetizing hard dish."
As soon as the word "了" came out of his mouth, the opened spoon seemed to be enchanted and was fixed in front of him, less than half a meter away from his head.
Now Dahu was dumbfounded. What kind of trick is this? He could actually defeat his own attack without taking any action. This is unscientific.
He was so stunned that Ding Meng scooped up a huge spoonful of meat for the fourth time and swallowed it in three more mouthfuls: "It's refreshing, it's really refreshing."
With a "swish" sound, the spoon flew back to Dahu's hand. This time, it was not trembling slightly. After Dahu took the spoon, he felt that his whole arm was numb.
"Sister Xia, this meat is good, come and eat some!" Ding Meng never forgets to share good things with his friends.
Su Xia's eating style was obviously very gentle. She stretched out her slender hand, and a bright knife popped out from the cuff. She picked up a piece of meat with the knife and put it into her mouth to chew slowly. She was worthy of being in the same group as Ding Meng.
He slowly tasted it with his eyes open, and then he said with satisfaction: "The spine-tinged yellow beef from the border of the empire, I didn't expect that you can actually eat it here, it tastes like home."
Ding Meng praised: "Good taste!"
"My bad, my bad!" Dahu was so angry that he stopped throwing this time. He rushed up quickly, used all his strength and aimed at Ding Meng's chest and hit him with a spoon. He completely hit it.
The spoon is used as an iron rod.
With a "snatch" sound, the spoon was caught by Ding Meng's palm and could not move any further.
Ding Meng murmured and sighed: "I have already said that it takes an expert to distinguish good from bad when eating this food. Why do you have to make trouble again and again?"
Hearing this, Dahu really went crazy at all. It was obviously my birthday party, but why did it become your meal, and you still said that labor and management were causing trouble?
But now he had to be convinced even if he wasn't convinced. Ding Meng's palm was like a magnet, firmly sucking the spoon. He could neither push it in nor pull it back.
Ding Meng waved his hand again, and the spoon magically came into his hand. Ding Meng was now scooping out the meat with two spoons. One spoon was given to Su Xia, and the other spoon was eaten by himself. In the blink of an eye, Ding Meng had five spoonfuls of meat. Speaking of which,
Then he ate sixty or seventy pounds of meat in a few minutes. Looking at his expression, he felt that this little meat was not enough to fill the gap between his teeth.
Everyone's eyes widened again, this new monster is a monster, not only can it be beaten, but it can also be eaten!
