Ding Ling and Ding Dong were stunned when they saw Tang Ling's reaction. Pfft! Boss Huang spat out a mouthful of seaweed juice before he wiped it away with his sleeve. The veins on his neck bulged as he tried to hide his emotions and said, "Let's eat. Let's eat."
He's scared just like that? Tang Ling suddenly felt something was wrong.
This level of eating and drinking might be a little rough, but he did not really show his strength.
Is there something wrong with the food?
Frowning, Tang Ling could not help but stop chewing.
The moment he stopped, he felt a refreshing sweetness lingering in his throat. What is this sweetness? It's just right with a hint of coolness. Other than that, there's also a floral fragrance mixed into it. It's delicious!
It's the seaweed juice!
Tang Ling quickly figured it out.
The seaweed juice is delicious!
Is there something wrong with the black mantou?
Tang Ling shoved the black mantou into his mouth without chewing. He wanted to swallow it after a few bites, but he did the same.
He did the same, so he had already swallowed more than half of the black bun, and there was still a small half left in his mouth.
Tang Ling chewed on the mantou suspiciously.
A salty and savory taste exploded in his mouth. The savory taste belonged to the fish with a hint of sweetness, and the salty taste was like the mantou's natural taste. It blended perfectly with the savory taste, making the mantou a lot easier to swallow. Even without any side dishes, it was filled with a suitable taste!
Delicious!
Tang Ling's eyes shone brightly. He did not care about the situation or the battle of wits with Boss Huang anymore. Once his foodie attribute appeared, it would suppress everything else.
He eagerly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the fish.
The snow-white fish was fried until both sides were slightly yellow. There was only a little bit of coarse salt and some gray pepper from the Purple Moon era on the surface.
When the chopsticks bit into it, the inside of the fish loosened up and emanated a fresh and sweet fragrance. Since the surface was fried, it was firm.
The moment the fish entered his mouth, the crispness of the deep frying provided a good texture and it instantly exploded with a thick, fresh aroma. It felt like he was eating fried pork ribs, but it was a little more subtle and obvious.
After biting off the outer skin, the insides immediately split apart, turning into strands of fish meat. Those strands of fish meat melted with a single bite, turning into a refreshing sweetness.
He had never eaten a lobster before, but the books from the old civilization always mentioned that lobsters were sweet and refreshing. Could it be this sweet?
Only this sweetness could perfectly blend with the freshness of the fish, turning it into a special taste that stimulated one's taste buds!
After swallowing it, the coarse salt and grey pepper showed their power as seasonings. A faint salty and spicy heat set off the sweetness to the extreme, and the aftertaste lingered.
Delicious, this fish is too delicious!
Tang Ling's eyes shone brighter and his lips curled into a smile. Ding Ling and Ding Dong covered their mouths and giggled.
"Delicious, right?" Boss Huang's eyes gleamed with an unknown glint. He casually picked up a piece of fish meat near the skin with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and slowly chewed it. Then, he faintly said, "The part near the skin is the best because there's gelatinous substance in it, so the texture is very lingering."
As he spoke, Boss Huang took a sip of the seaweed juice and ate it a hundred times more elegantly than Tang Ling.
However, Tang Ling did not care about that. Boss Huang said something sly and cunning, and Ding Dong and Ding Ling laughed at him.
Then, he shifted his attention to the fried egg the size of a human face.
The fried egg was fried on one side, and the heat was just right. The egg white looked tender and did not age at all, and the yolk had just solidified and the yolk juice was shaking in the center.
Good cooking!
A fried egg like this would taste great if eaten directly.
However, the fried egg was smeared with a little black sauce that smelled like soy sauce and had a sweet and spicy taste. Other than that, there were a few light purple leaves sprinkled over. Tang Ling did not know what those were.
Regardless, Tang Ling picked up half of the fried egg with his chopsticks. The moment he put it in his mouth, the tender egg slid into his mouth.
The egg white did not have much taste except for the tender and smooth texture, but with the sweet, spicy, and slightly salty sauce, the egg white was stimulated and emitted a thick aroma, forming a complex and rich texture in his mouth.
Then, the egg white melted into juice and the yolk exploded in his mouth with layers of special egg aroma. When he chewed on the purple leaves, there was also an unusually thick aroma.
Yes, it was the aroma of sesame! When Su Siao brought him out for a feast in Safety Sector No. 17, Tang Ling had tasted this kind of rare seasoning before.
However, the aroma of the purple leaves was not as cloying as the sesame itself, so it was a perfect match with the egg.
A few seconds later, the rich texture of the fried egg was melted into juice because of the smoothness. Tang Ling gulped it down and the aftertaste lingered in his mouth.
What a delicious breakfast!
Tang Ling could not find any words to describe it! With this kind of breakfast, no matter how much Boss Huang provided him, he would still be able to eat it!
In less than 10 seconds, Tang Ling had almost tasted everything except the side dish. Just when he wanted to say something, a huge energy suddenly exploded in his stomach and his throat.
Like a bomb with countless iron shards, it stabbed his throat. There was not a single part of his stomach that did not hurt!
Tang Ling's face turned pale because of the pain. His forehead, neck, and even his arms were bulging with veins!
This taste! This taste! It was even more intense than the first time he ate vicious beast meat!
"Don't waste it. Eat it while it's hot." Boss Huang smiled and looked at Tang Ling with a mischievous gaze.
Tang Ling was speechless. Ding Ling and Ding Dong, on the other hand, showed slight worry in their eyes. They said in unison, "Are you that weak?"
Weak? Weak! Tang Ling was greatly agitated, but he was the only one at the table who was in pain like a dog. If he was not weak, what was he?
"You're so weak, yet you eat so much. How strong do you think you are? If I knew, I wouldn't have let you have the same breakfast as us, "Ding Ling grumbled.
Tang Ling felt insulted, but the energy in his body was about to explode, so he could not care anymore.
Perhaps the eating technique that Su Siao taught him could help him a little at a time like this? The rich energy had to be digested as much as possible before he started to cultivate and store the energy in his dantian.
The pain did not affect Tang Ling's thinking. Instead, since he was used to all kinds of pain, he was unusually clear-headed at the moment.
Therefore, under Boss Huang's mischievous gaze and Ding Ling and Ding Dong's sympathetic gaze, Tang Ling started to cultivate the eating technique.
The movements of the eating technique were strange. When he cultivated it, the muscles in his stomach would tremble violently. Tang Ling had a feeling that Boss Huang would seize the opportunity to laugh at him later.
However, he did not.
Even Ding Ling and Ding Dong were calm. The two little dumplings glanced at him before they continued to chew on their food. They were cute and obedient.
As for Boss Huang, he was calm as he continued to eat his meal elegantly, but his eyes were glued to Tang Ling.
When Tang Ling was about to finish his first movement, Boss Huang suddenly said, "Press your hands below your stomach and rotate it in the opposite direction.
He was teaching Tang Ling the eating technique!
Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang in astonishment, but he did not look like the sloppy old man anymore. He was serious, so serious that he emanated a powerful aura. Tang Ling unconsciously followed his instructions and adjusted his eating technique.
Maybe because Tang Ling's movements were on point, Boss Huang's gaze showed a faint sense of admiration.
To his astonishment, he realized that the unique eating technique that Su Siao had taught him had a stronger effect after he modified it according to Boss Huang's instructions. His stomach squirmed a little more violently all of a sudden.
The excruciating pain was still there, but he was able to ignore it and focus on practicing the eating technique.
Boss Huang continued to eat his breakfast while he guided Tang Ling in the movements of the eating technique from time to time.
There were a total of eight movements in the eating technique. Under Boss Huang's guidance, regardless of the effect, Tang Ling could sensitively feel that the movements were smoother and more connected.
As for the effect, Tang Ling had to admit that it was at least a third better than the first version that Su Siao taught him!
A third better! This was a very impressive number! One thing worth noting was that it was not easy to increase the digestion rate of energy by 1%.
Even the good wood core that Kun provided was a precious item that could only increase the digestion rate by 10%.
A third better meant that Tang Ling's energy absorption rate could increase by at least 5%.
Coupled with his slightly stronger foundation, Tang Ling's energy absorption rate had reached 38%.
It was a great number!
Tang Ling knew Boss Huang was amazing, but he did not expect him to be this amazing.
Tang Ling had finished cultivating the eating technique, but the energy was too dense. If he only performed the movements once, a lot of energy would be wasted.
Tang Ling decided to seize the time to perform the eating technique two more times before the energy dissipated completely.
Therefore, Tang Ling started from the beginning again with the eating technique.
Almost 10 minutes had passed and Boss Huang had finished his breakfast. Ding Ling was kind enough to serve him a cup of steaming hot tea with an unusual aroma. The green tea had a hint of red in it.
Boss Huang accepted the tea and said to Tang Ling, "Who told you to start from the beginning? You haven't finished the eating technique yet. Go on … "
Tang Ling stared at Boss Huang blankly. Enduring the pain and sweat, he forced himself to say, "There are only eight movements."
"Nonsense! The complete eating technique has 15 movements! "
"What?
You don't know? " Boss Huang raised a brow and put the cup down. "Watch carefully. I'll only do it once. If you want to see it again, pay me."
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