Chapter 1372 Look, the child is hungry
The pork chop and the chef worked together and tried their best to use the ingredients that were not too abundant on the Blue Star to make a huge table full of food. Table of delicious food.
The chef’s specialty dishes are barbecue steak, fried meatballs, spicy stewed dragon tail, super luxurious stewed belly with rich fat ingredients, and even a whole roasted pig with mushrooms.
The carefully proportioned spices blend perfectly with the unique fragrance of the moss on the mushrooms and pigs, making people drool just by smelling it.
There are also a variety of salads, desserts, soups, staple dishes, and side dishes.
It’s a luxurious meal that’s enough for the whole ship!
“Everyone, please enjoy, meow!”
Pork Chop, wearing a chef’s hat, stood by the table, head held high and his face full of pride.
The chef standing beside it took off the red scarf on his head and shook it vigorously. His tone was reserved and low, but his one eye could not hide the pride.
“Hululu, you’re not entertaining me properly!”
Staring at the huge roasted pig in the center of the long table, Gordon asked curiously: "Didn't you say that the ship's kitchen only has the most basic kitchen utensils?
How did you make this roasted whole pig? How did it get so big? Oven?"
"Meow meow meow——"
"Meow hoho ho——"
Pork Chop and the chef looked at each other and laughed strangely.
"Guess, meow."
"Hey, guess what, the food will be cold if you don't start eating!" Isana waved her empty wine glass and knocked on the table like a hammer.
"The puzzle is announced! They were baked in a steam engine boiler. The firepower was a bit too strong and they almost didn't get burned. I also helped to remove some burning charcoal.
So has anyone discovered it? "The flight speed was a few knots slower in the afternoon, hehehe"
"I know, Alva reported it to me" the leader of the third phase said expressionlessly.
Alva wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, I kept an eye on the speedometer, otherwise I might have to recalibrate the route."
Pork Chop and the chef looked away with a sneer.
The professor said with a dark face, "This meal has a special purpose. I will spare you this one time, but I won't do it again next time!"
"Meow"
"Okay, let's get started! , don’t waste food.” The professor knocked the tableware with his fork, “Remember our purpose, let’s eat as deliciously as possible in front of Feng Ying.”
As he spoke, he served himself a piece of stewed dragon tail meat, tasted it, and praised with satisfaction: "Well, the seasoning is just right, the heat is also very good, it's delicious."
He specifically said this to Feng Ying.
Feng Ying, who was sitting at the dining table with others, looked ashen.
——There was no cutlery in front of her.
She was already ravenous from fasting yesterday afternoon.
This carefully prepared meal was made especially for her by the pork chops, but unfortunately the purpose was not for her to eat, but to make her greedy.
"You guys, what are you doing in a daze? Start eating. Remember to describe the deliciousness of the food to Feng Ying." The professor urged dissatisfiedly.
Compared to Gordon who shook his cheeks, there was Isana and the others.
Hayata and Ai Bo are soft-hearted and a little embarrassed.
But at the urging of the professor, they could only enjoy the delicious food with apologies.
Of course, there are also some that are particularly arrogant, such as Pandan.
“This thick soup is so delicious! It turns out that it is added with dried shellfish. Did you learn from the fish roe for pork chop?”
“This dragon tail meat is too delicious. It smells so good! Hey! It’s so hot! But I can’t stop! "
"Meow! The potatoes in this stew are more delicious than the meat!"
"I'm going to eat the whole roasted pig next, Feng Ying Feng Ying! Look at this shiny pig’s trotters! Licking——”
Feng Ying: "."
The fist is hard.
“Don’t let your emotions be biased by anger.”
The professor reminded, “Feel the desire for food and energy, experience this feeling carefully, and let her and the desire in your heart Anxious fusion, synchronicity."
"Ah! Who knows this!" Feng Ying scratched her hair frantically.
"How about giving her something?" Hayata asked the professor tentatively: "She has been hungry all day, don't hurt her stomach."
The professor was as hard-hearted as iron, "No need. Worry, occasional fasting has no effect on the body, and can even promote metabolism."
Sitting next to Feng Ying, An Xier, who was responsible for supervising her, took out a piece of food and broke off a piece no bigger than a thumb. One piece was handed to Feng Ying's mouth.
“Eat.”
The hungry Feng Ying ate it without thinking.
Anhil put away the rest of the food he carried, picked up the tableware again, and while cutting himself a steak, he said slowly:
"A small amount of food can make the digestive system work, saliva secretion, and gastrointestinal motility. , you will become hungrier soon."
"Not a bad idea," the professor nodded happily.
Feng Ying: "???"
The mushroom looked at its owner distressedly, then buried its head in the bowl and continued to eat.
"Gulu——"
Just as An Xil said, in less than a minute, a thunderous sound sounded from Feng Ying's belly.
"Pfft!" Aiden, who was eating stew, couldn't help laughing.
With a bone in her mouth, Isana pretended to cross her arms and shook her head, "It's too miserable, it's really too miserable, tut tut tut."
Looking at the laughing young man People, the professor frowned.
He put down the tableware, "Do you think I am joking? Or do you think this is teasing Feng Ying?"
Facing the stern professor, Isana and Aiden quickly lowered their heads. .
“I have long emphasized that letting her starve and making her crave food is all to allow her to unify at a subconscious level with the anxious emotion that is most likely to come from resonance.
Since your words and actions have mixed anger into Feng Ying's thoughts, then so be it
You don't eat either, and watch the others eat with her, and that one over there. Ailu who licks pig’s trotters, you too.”
Aiden, Isana, Xianglan: "."
"Hahahaha!" Feng Ying laughed wildly.
The professor himself stopped eating.
He looked at Feng Ying, and after the latter had finished venting her emotions and her emotions had subsided, he stared into her eyes and said in a gentle, hypnotic tone:
"Get rid of distracting thoughts from your mind. There is only one thought left, and that is 'I need energy'
Don’t think about anything else, don’t think about anything else, I need energy, I need energy.”
Other people at the table invariably suppressed their eating movements, for fear of disturbing the professor and being fasted by him.
I don’t know if I’m a little hungry. Blood sugar, or the professor's hypnosis, made Feng Ying feel a little dazed.
"I'm hungry and need energy." She lowered her eyelids and muttered to herself.
It seems that some kind of synchronization has been achieved.
The strange anxiety that was visible but intangible like mist shrouded her heart, as if it had been ignited, and instantly turned into a raging flame, rushing into her heart.
Absorb, embezzle, absorb
energy, energy is needed! Even if the cost is to kill this land.
The professor who stared closely into her eyes clearly saw a scarlet light flashing from her eyes.
“Roar——!”
Feng Ying suddenly raised her head and burst into a roar with echoes.
The hands resting on the table twitched and twitched, unconsciously bending into claw-like shapes and grabbing hard.
The solid wood tabletop was hard and rough. Under the great force, her fingernails cracked and turned upward, leaving several bloody scratches on the table.
Gordon looked shocked and stood up from the table. At that moment, the [Crazy Marks] on his body came to life.
After finishing her roar, Feng Ying rolled her eyes and fainted. (End of chapter)