Collectors in Food Captives

Chapter 409 Pot!
This familiar fragrance reminded Zhang Wei of the oil seller who walked the streets when he was a child.

They use the most primitive technology to make sesame oil from sesame seeds. Just a drop or two can make the noodle soup and dumplings exude the aroma of the whole house.

But since growing up, Zhang Wei has never smelled a similar smell again.

"It's such a nostalgic taste..."

The newly made pottery pot has a volume of millions of cubic meters, even if it is directly legal mammoth, it can still stew an elephant leg.

The domestic surface area is more than 25 square meters. Even if the thinnest layer of grease is spread, it will take 0.5 liters per square meter.

12.5 liters!

And Zhang Wei's morse oil is only 2 liters.

But Morse oil boils immediately after being exposed to high temperature, and it looks like an elf at the bottom of the pot.

Wherever it passes, everything becomes smooth and smooth, without the rough feeling of stone anymore.

"What a delicate oil!"

With just over 1000 liters, the entire 25-square-meter clay pot is crystal clear.

And at the bottom of the pot, there is a pile of black burnt substances accumulated. This is a collection of impurities on the surface of the pottery pot, all washed down by Morse oil!

It's self-cleaning!
Has the purifying features of Morse Mountains!
You must know that the Morse Mountains devour countless substances every second, and being able to purify them from these complex substances is absolutely untainted!
However, this kind of oil has a considerable affinity for food, and because of its high concentration and high nutrition, it is very durable.

"According to the conversion ratio, at least tens of millions of tons of nutrients are needed to form about three liters of Morse oil. If the structure is optimized, it should be possible to produce fifteen liters."

Today, Zhang Wei's output is no longer something that Mere Meat Hell and Legal Mammoth can digest.

Perhaps the next goal is to... keep waterfalls?

"Morse oil is just frivolous fat that has been extracted. For thousands of years, there must be more and more massive nutrients accumulated under the waterfall, waiting to form a new gourmet terrain, just like the desert of rice, the deep well of mine meat peculiar terrain."

All right!The cooking has officially begun!
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The victims walked slowly on the road. Although they were not in shabby clothes, they were all yellow and emaciated.

Influenced by Gourmet Pirates, they have lost the ships they depended on and have never traveled this far with a pair of legs.

"When will this road end!"

The young and strong walk quickly, and most of them are old and weak women and children behind them.

A mother can often be seen leading several toddlers alone.

And the old man on crutches gave birth to each other, his eyes were full of despair for the mountains and mountains.

"Mom, I want to eat hairy crabs."

Facing the child's aggrieved expression, the middle-aged woman could only pat her head: "Persevere, as long as we get to the deep mine well, we can eat something ten times better than hairy crabs."

For children by the sea, sea crabs are just one of the staple foods.

The old man on the side fell to the ground, murmured with dry lips: "I... can't do it, you go, I can catch up with you in a while..."

The middle-aged woman hesitated, took out two handfuls of wild vegetables from her bosom, picked a few leaves after a while, and slowly fed them to the old man.

"Woo... so bitter!"

The mouth said bitter, but the chewing action did not change at all.

The bitterness on the mouth penetrated into the bottom of my heart, and when I looked up, there were not many weeds on the road.

Mourning is everywhere.

The venomous sunlight sucked the last trace of strength from the victims, but at this moment, a shadow shrouded the victims!

All the victims stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"This……"

"What the hell is this!!"

(End of this chapter)