Collectors in Food Captives

More than a dozen cloud auspicious hovering, next to hundreds of thousands of disaster victims gathered one after another.

Those who had already arrived expressed their disbelief at what happened before them.

Just now.

Chef Heimao used four cranes to hang a bamboo, and then poured an unimaginable amount of ingredients into the bamboo... Although he couldn't understand it, the old man in his pocket was still shocked.

The people around were talking about how much food this magical bamboo could hold.

The old man in the bamboo hat understood that this thing must be a magical thing called space equipment that can hold countless treasures in a small volume in the legend.

It is said that every piece of space equipment is priceless!
Even if ordinary people just glance at it, it is enough to brag about it for half a lifetime.

Afterwards, something even more shocking happened to the old man in the bamboo hat. Hei Mao actually put the valuable bamboo on the fire.Then, in order to make the fire more fierce, the old wine in the waist was poured on the fire.

The moment the wine fell to the ground, the flame immediately turned into pure purple, and it burned fiercely, like a flame-cutting spray gun.

But this bamboo is not ordinary, under such spray of flames, it is still verdant, not at all sluggish, even the green leaves on the bamboo are not curled.

"Hey, the kitchen utensils are limited, and the temperature is still not enough. If this continues, it will take at least two days to complete this dish."

Hei Mao sighed, and started to build the stove manually again.

The materials selected are all simple fireproof bricks, which are all carried by cranes.

"Thank you for your hard work. My bottles and jars are so heavy, I have to ask you to carry them back and forth every day."

More than 1000 fireproof bricks, each about half the size of the main box.

But Yunxiangrui, which can carry a million tons of weight, was exhausted by these bricks and was panting.

In addition to the fire bricks, Hei Mao took out a large amount of burning materials to replace the precious wine.

Although it took some time to build the stove, it was finally completed within three hours.

At this time, the victims had already gathered, and they were looking at the village head and Hei Mao with doubts on their faces.

An elder who was also very old said quite critically: "That is to say, we have been going astray all the time? And we were almost trafficked?"

"Um... yes." The old man in the bamboo hat answered helplessly.

The old man shouted loudly: "It's all your fault, you didn't pick up these rebels yourself, you have to be responsible for this mistake!"

"I'm in charge...but the most important thing right now is to overcome the current difficulties."

As he said that, the old man in his pocket pointed to the black hair and said, "This Mr. Chef said that there is a way to fill our stomachs and guide us on the right path."

But how could anyone believe such words? Even though these cranes were amazing, everyone didn't think Heimao could do such a thing.

For a while, the crowd was excited and expressed their dissatisfaction, but there were also smart people who approached Heimao, planning to get some food.

Some people also questioned Hei Mao, thinking that it was just a show, and there was some other conspiracy.

"All right!"

Heimaohan smiled, and took the roasted bamboo with the aroma of wine from the fire, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Heimao and the little bamboo in its hand without saying a word.

Hundreds of thousands of people are too many, and there are only 10 people around.

"Just this little bamboo, let us all be full?"

"Are you really joking?"

Heimao said seriously: "How could I joke with you, I never lie..."

Saying that, he raised the bamboo in his hand high!