"Mr. Zheng Yuan, are you feeling a little unwell? I see that your behavior is very different from yesterday."
Zhou looked at Zheng Yuan who made frequent mistakes and said with some doubts.
"Phew, the gourmet cells are a bit troubled, it's nothing...a big problem."
Putting down the chopsticks in his hands, Zheng Yuan looked at Zhou, took a deep breath, and said through gritted teeth.
"..."
Zhou was silent. When Zheng Yuan looked over, he felt chills all over. In an instant, he became infinitely small in his perception. The surroundings were pitch black, except for the two blood moons hanging high in the sky, which were clear and focused. After looking at Zhou, I realized that it was not a blood moon at all, but eyes, eyes full of greedy appetite.
"Feel sorry."
Zheng Yuan realized something was wrong with him, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, turned away from Zhou and apologized to him.
"It's okay. If you need my help, please tell me."
Zhou nodded and said, not forcing it. We are not children anymore. If there is a problem, we will not insist on it. Since Zheng Yuan has a decisive attitude, it should be a small problem as he said... right?
"I will."
Zheng Yuan nodded, then looked down at the big vat in his hand.
Growth eggs have the same shape as ordinary eggs and have spiral patterns on the shell. If they are made normally, they taste no different from ordinary eggs. However, if they are beaten at a specific frequency for one hour, the egg liquid will solidify into Top-quality Baumkuchen is an ingredient that tests the maker's physical strength and patience.
And these annual eggs were Zheng Yuan and Yiyi's breakfast this morning.
"So hungry."
Zheng Yuan looked at the solidified egg liquid in the tank with green eyes. His hunger made him want to plunge his head in and drink it up regardless of the taste, just to have food that could be digested in his belly.
"It's over, a mistake."
When Zheng Yuan was fighting against hunger, he didn't pay attention. When stirring the egg liquid, he went a little faster, and the solidified egg liquid spread a little. This was not the first time Zheng Yuan made a mistake. There were still 20 minutes left before the cooking was completed, but the egg liquid was still there. There is no difference from the initial state. It seems that the cooking has failed.
After 20 minutes, as expected, the annual eggs that had reached the limit of cooking time were only partially solidified, exuding a little sweet smell of cake. The taste was not good at all, but Zheng Yuan almost lost his mind. When he came to his senses, his face and eggs The liquid is only a finger away.
"......call!"
Exhaling, Zheng Yuan narrowed his eyes, tightened his face, picked up the large vat of egg liquid, and walked to the stove.
Pour all the egg liquid into a large iron pot, raise the fire. Zheng Yuan pinches the edge of the iron pot with his hands, lifts it into the air, and shakes it gently. This is the treatment method recorded in the system after failure. It can restore part of the years. The original taste of a round egg.
When the aroma came out from the pot, the rich sweetness destroyed Zheng Yuan's sanity in an instant, and he dove directly into the pot and ate crazily.
"Sure enough, are you feeling hungry? No, it's not ordinary hunger. Is it the gourmet cells causing trouble??"
Zhou was startled when he saw Zheng Yuan's crazy behavior, and then thought.
"Not enough... not enough!"
After swallowing the last bite of food, Zheng Yuan's eyes were already bloodshot and he growled in a low voice.
"..."
One hundred million stood aside and didn't know what to say. It seemed like it had nothing to eat?
"food!"
Zheng Yuan, who was hungry, immediately looked at Qi Yiyi on the side. The look in his eyes full of appetite made Qi Yili tighten his tail in fright. It didn't matter if he had no food, but he still wanted to be eaten?
"......Feel sorry."
Before 100 million could tuck his tail and run away, Zheng Yuan, who was about to explode in the next second, punched his stomach hard, and then miraculously regained his senses.
"Ouch? (Boss, are you okay?)"
As soon as Yiyi finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Does this seem like nothing is wrong? I was so scared that I couldn't even think straight.
"It's okay, really."
Zheng Yuan nodded. The pain in his abdomen made Zheng Yuan barely regain his senses. A strand of his hair turned white and several ice needles appeared in front of him. Zheng Yuan picked up one and inserted it into his neck. The ice needles of about five centimeters were fully It sinks into the neck, making people's scalp numb when looking at it.
"Phew, I feel much more awake."
Insert several ice needles into the body one after another. This is a self-learning acupuncture method. Because he has always encountered monsters for which acupuncture is difficult to be effective, Zheng Yuan has never used it. Unexpectedly, he actually used it for the first time. Zheng Yuan came on his own.
Zheng Yuan is not trying to suppress his hunger. Zheng Yuan knows that it is better to block it than to block it. Instead of suppressing his hunger and letting it gradually accumulate until it crushes him, it is better to face it head-on and then overcome it. Therefore, the function of these ice needles is to bring strong drama. The pain allowed Zheng Yuan to keep his will clear.
"Mr. Zheng Yuan, the practice of food meaning can effectively reduce your hunger."
Zhou slowly said, after understanding that Zheng Yuan's problem came from hunger, Zhou came up with a constructive proposal.
"You just paid too much attention to the feeling of hunger, which caused it to have a chain reaction. Now the most important thing for you is to be distracted, divert your mind to the cultivation of food meaning, and then devote yourself to it, so that the effect of hunger will be on you. It will be significantly reduced.”
"Are you committed? I'll try my best."
Zheng Yuan thought for a while, nodded and said, this is indeed a good idea.
"Then let's cancel the practice of the Eating Righteousness Ceremony later and start meditating again."
...
Sitting cross-legged on the mat, Zheng Yuan clasped his hands together and looked at the candle held in Zhou's hand.
"This is the Songming Scrub Grass. It is the product of Master Zhen who improved the Burning Scrub Grass for the purpose of cultivating food meaning. Once it detects thoughts other than gratitude, it will be extinguished immediately. Of course, Mr. Zheng Yuan, what you have in front of you is a weakened version, and distracting thoughts will only It will make the flame dim, and the smell will make people calm down. It is a special product of Shirinji Temple, and generally cannot be used in emergency situations."
He placed the Songming Scrub in front of Yiyi and Zheng Yuan respectively. Almost instantly, the flame of the Songming Scrub placed in front of Zheng Yuan almost disappeared, and it was almost dim. However, the one in front of Yiyi who was worried about Zheng Yuan was the normal version of Songming. The pen tip was grassy, so the flame was extinguished directly.
"So hungry! Thank you..."
Closing his eyes, Zheng Yuan tried to find new thoughts besides hunger.
The clear pain from where the ice needle was inserted kept Zheng Yuan awake, but it was extremely difficult to be grateful. After all, when you are hungry and in pain, it is difficult to think, let alone be grateful.
Fortunately, the weakened version of Songming Pencao given by Zhou not only does not burn out, but also comes with a kind of incense that can make people calm down. Smelling the thick aroma, Zheng Yuan gradually fell into meditation.
"..."
But when a person focuses on one thing, the influence of the outside world will be very small for him. Zheng Yuan is like this now. His heart is full of gratitude and respect for the ingredients, the hunger in his belly and the pain in his body. I just can’t feel it anymore, or I’m used to this feeling.
A few hours later, when the sincere gratitude in his heart was mixed with a discordant factor called pain, Zheng Yuan suddenly woke up. The pine grass in front of him had burned to ashes, the sun was already high in the sky, and the discomfort on his body was very close. It's far away, which makes it feel unreal.
“Thank you for all the ingredients in this world.”
Zheng Yuan closed his eyes and muttered quietly.
PS: I have very heavy dark circles under my eyes due to staying up late recently. When I was brushing my teeth yesterday, I saw the dark circles on my face and I didn’t even dare to type a word. I just went to bed. If I want to update in the future, it will cause me to sleep very late. I may not After all, my health is the most important thing. I don’t want to be like a mosquito in the future, competing with readers who can go to bed late and practice immortality every day, and then ask for leave every day.
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