Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1087. Big Belly Man

Qian Xiaoqi is picking watermelons.

Suddenly a voice came from my ear, "Um...can you bring another plate?"

What the hell?
Qian Xiaoqi turned his head and was shocked.

He is just twenty years old and is still a child. He doesn't know how to take care of others.

I walked around once and just remembered that there was someone following me.

Bo Zhihong's plate was piled high with food like a mountain. That big plate was enough for him to have three meals with more than enough.

And it’s full of meat, it’s so greasy just looking at it.

"Take as much as you can eat. Don't waste food even if you don't want money." Qian Xiaoqi glared at him. The farm boy hated people who wasted food the most.

Every meal is grown by them with hard work, going out early in the morning and coming back late under the scorching sun.

Bo Zhihong didn't care, "I can eat it all."

"Stop bragging! You have to eat while I'm watching!" Qian Xiaoqi didn't even take the fruit, turned his head away from Bo Zhihong, and ran straight to the dining area.

Bo Zhihong doesn’t care about the fruit, so he doesn’t have to take it.

The two found a table for four against the wall.

Bo Zhihong placed the plate to the outside.

"Bang~~" The aluminum plate hit the table with a dull sound.

Before the muffled sound faded away, Bo Zhihong had already sat down, pulled out two chopsticks from the chopstick cage on the table, and pierced through the trembling amber sugar shell of the braised pork.

The sauce dripped from the tip of the chopsticks onto the snow-like rice, staining it with a red oily color.

The soup cannot be wasted.

Bo Zhihong kept poking his chopsticks into the rice, and the rice pushed the braised pork onto the tip of his chopsticks.

As he raised his chopsticks, a ball of rice covered with sauce and a large piece of braised pork rolled into Bo Zhihong's throat.

The Adam's apple rolled twice and disappeared.

He had already grabbed the shiny golden chicken leg with his left hand, opened his mouth wide, and used his fangs to tear open the crispy skin.

In an instant, the boiling hot gravy splashed on Bo Zhihong's chin.

"Hiss~~Hot~~" Bo Zhihong gasped, but the smile on his face did not diminish. He stuck the big chicken leg into his mouth, and it was half gone in one bite.

His right hand was not idle either. He stretched out his chopsticks and scooped up a few slices of the same trembling boiled beef from the plate. The red oil dripped and dyed the rice red, and it was bubbling.

The beef slices wrapped with rice fell into the black hole-like mouth, turned around and disappeared...

The small hill of rice and meat collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a slippery slope.

The braised egg buried in the rice rolled down, and when it was about to roll out of the plate, a pair of chopsticks blocked it.

Now that you're out, don't leave.

Bo Zhihong used chopsticks to split two braised eggs into four pieces. The salty aroma of five spices seeped out of the dark brown lines and disappeared into his mouth in a flash.

Only a little bit of egg yolk residue was left stuck on the corners of his mouth.

Bo Zhihong used the back of his hand to wipe it away...

The lights from the cafeteria roof cast a shiny halo around the edges of the plates.

Sweat broke out on the back of Bo Zhihong's neck. His taut shoulder blades under his army green short-sleeved shirt were like a pair of folded wings, jumping quickly with the rise and fall of his arms, as if he was celebrating the delicious and plentiful food with dance.

The bone of the second chicken leg was chewed until it turned white, and the red soup from boiled beef was slowly soaking through the last handful of rice.

The sound of chopsticks rubbing against the bottom of the plate was mixed with a sigh of satisfaction.

When the last piece of braised pork disappears between your lips and teeth.

There was only a little bit of oil left on the plate, not a single grain of rice or piece of meat.

Bo Zhihong put down his chopsticks, took a long breath, burped, and then relaxed.

I finally feel relieved...
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Qian Xiaoqi on the opposite side was stunned.

He didn't touch a single bite of the food on his plate.

Just watch Bo Zhihong, his hands and mouth never stop, slurping down large amounts of food like a bottomless pit.

The hill became shorter and shorter rapidly, layer by layer.

I looked at the watch and saw that less than ten minutes had passed and not a grain of rice was left.

This is too exaggerated. These people do heavy physical labor every day, and they are at the age where they eat their fathers out. They have huge appetites.

But there is no such big one. No, there is one...

Qian Xiaoqi looked up and saw that he was really there. He jumped up and waved to greet him, "Brother Cai! Brother Cai! Over here, there's someone who can eat more than you!"

The "Brother Cai" he called was naturally Luo Qingcai.

Hearing the sound, he came over staggeringly with a tray of food in his hand.

When he arrived at the table, Qian Xiaoqi moved inward to make room.

Luo Qingcai looked across and thought that Qian Xiaoqi must be talking about the stranger who was not wearing work clothes.

He put down the plate and said hello, "I don't see you, bro. Are you new here?"

Luo Qingcai was also wrong.

"No, it's Brother Cai. He is only nineteen." Qian Xiaoqi reminded quickly.

Luo Qingcai didn't mind it. He only called him once, and then he greeted him again, "Brother, you just got here? I heard you have a big appetite?"

Bo Zhihong was savoring the delicious food he had just had. It was so fragrant and so delicious. He had never eaten such a good meal in his life.

It’s all meat, very satisfying.

I was thinking about taking a break first, and then asking if I could have more rice after I recovered. If I could, I would have another plate.

I have to have a good meal today.

Just then, a sound was heard.

When Bo Zhihong looked up, he saw a strong man coming towards him.

He is not tall, only about 1.7 meters, but he is very wide.

Bo Zhihong's body is broad enough, with real broad shoulders and a muscular back, which makes him half as wide as the average person.

But the one in front of him was half as wide as him.

Broad shoulders, broad chest, broad belly, big thick arms and legs, and everything is long horizontally.

He was also wearing a navy blue uniform, with the sleeves stretched tightly by his thick arms.

He even has fat on his face, so he should be fierce and scary.

But with a smile on his face, he looked silly.

Hearing the question, Bo Zhihong nodded and gestured on the empty plate, "I ate this much just now."

Luo Qingcai looked at him demonstrating and suddenly became interested.

"Brother, you have a good appetite, can you eat more?"

Bo Zhihong glanced at him and nodded, "Not bad, it's just the beginning."

Qian Xiaoqi curled his lips and said, "Boasting~~"

This is already the amount for three of him, and he still has room to eat. His stomach must be bloated.

And Luo Qingcai raised his eyebrows, "Bibi?"

"Okay, how do we compete?" Bo Zhihong agreed immediately.

Qian Xiaoqi looked around and scratched his head. Why do we have to compare our appetite?
Why? It's because men have a desire to win. It's just so strange.

"What's on my plate is almost the same as what you just demonstrated. After I finish eating, we'll refill it and eat again. We'll use the same food and see who gives up first." Luo Qingcai pointed at his plate and wrote down.

Bo Zhihong took a look and saw that Luo Qingcai's plate was also filled with braised pork, but it was not served with rice, but with steamed buns.

Five big steamed buns, steaming hot.

There were also two large chicken legs and a pile of braised pork.

It’s almost the same amount as what Bo Zhihong ate just now.

Okay, I won’t take advantage.

This guy is nice.

Bo Zhihong thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, "It's definitely not me who is cowardly."

"Heh~~" Luo Qingcai chuckled and said nothing more.

He picked up a big steamed bun, broke it in half, stuffed it full of braised pork, and clenched his mouth wide open.

Just bite it halfway...

(End of this chapter)