Food in comics

Within a short time, the boss carried a huge rice bowl and placed it on the dining table in front of Ivan. When he put it down, the entire solid wood dining table made a muffled noise and tremors. With this alone, one could imagine the weight of the rice bowl.

"The first volcano rice bowl, please use it slowly. In order to maintain the best taste, our restaurant will serve you the most delicious rice bowl with steaming steaming portions." Lao Benyi said solemnly.

Although he hates Ivan's attitude, his professionalism does not allow him to have any taste defects in the rice bowl he makes. Every portion must be perfect to give the guests the best taste and enjoyment.

The steaming food smells like a lingering smoke, climbing upwards along the orange light, the aroma is overflowing on the way, tempting people's appetites and taste buds.

Pieces of grilled meat are coded together, like a huge mountain of meat. The dark red viscous sauce hangs on it, making it crystal clear, and the golden round roe at the bottom is especially attractive under the light.

Smelling the fragrance, Ivan smelled a faint hot and sour sensation, as well as a strong meaty fragrance, and faintly smelled the unique rice fragrance of the freshest rice, which was mouth-watering, undoubtedly it was so good that it would make people drool. Rice bowl.

"Then, I'll start." Ivan picked up the chopsticks and spoon on the side, and raised the corners of his mouth. It was very arrogant, but it was not disgusting.

Unlike other people who like to stir the rice bowl together, then pick up a spoon, put it in his mouth, and chew it with satisfaction, Ivan prefers to enjoy the rice bowl in an orderly manner, making sure that every bite is full of meat and sauce. rice.

A large amount of roast beef was pushed aside, and the rice inside was finally revealed. The grains were distinct and plump. The rich aroma of rice came out, and even a faint fruity aroma could be smelled.

Ivan could confirm that the rice was fired by firewood, and that the firewood was obviously some kind of fruit, otherwise there would never be such a strong rice aroma and a weak but crucial fruit wood aroma.

Spoon a spoonful, put a large piece of meat on the rice dipped in the sauce, cover it, add a few fish roe, and stuff the last bite into the mouth.

The hot and sour sauce first stimulated the taste buds. In an instant, Ivan knew why it was called volcanic rice bowl. With one bite, the roe broke, and the unpleasant and sweet taste stimulated the taste buds. The last thing I tasted was elastic and full of meat. Barbecue.

Meaty chunks of roasted meat, spice-filled hot and sour sauce, sweet and fishy fish roe, and fruity-scented rice, all the flavors are mixed together, directly sublimating all the flavors, like a volcano. Out.

This is a great sense of satisfaction, and it is the happiness that a rice bowl can bring.

After bite after bite, Ivan completely let go of himself, chewing wildly, eating the rice bowl, the sour, sour and spicy taste, I can't stop my mouth, and when I stop, I can feel the hotness and richness on the tongue. The sourness can barely suppress this spicyness.

The scent of a chunk of roasted meat was satisfying, until Ivan put the last bite of rice and roasted meat into his mouth and burped contentedly.

"Boss, the next one!" Ivan squinted like a happy fox.

The boss who sees everything in his eyes at this moment can be regarded as facing the boy in front of him. Perhaps he is not joking or playing with him.

"Bang!!!" The boss slammed the chopping board with both hands, staring sharply at Ivan, with an extremely cold expression. This move made countless diners feel good about the boss, but no one knew him except the boss himself. He patted the chopping board with both hands, purely because his legs were soft and unable to stand.

You must know that this volcanic rice bowl is all made with the best ingredients and made as large as possible. This time he feels that he is really going to lose blood. I am afraid that he will lose even his underwear.

Even so, the owner turned around and started the second production after staring at Ivan for three seconds. This is the honor of a store. If the honor is lost, the store will have no soul.

It didn't take Ivan to wait for too long, but another steaming rice bowl was placed in front of Ivan.

An hour later, the big bowl next to Ivan had been superimposed to the ninth one, almost a meter high, completely obscuring his figure. In the restaurant, countless diners were staring dumbfounded, as if they were looking at some ghost.

Some timid and imaginative onlookers always felt that Ivan's stomach would explode in the next second, and a pile of food debris would spurt out.

"It's horrible, how sacred is this guy?"

"Ten Fen, what is his stomach made of, and how is it stuffed?"

"This big appetite game in the town of Dofanlas is probably interesting."

"Huh, I'm full." After Ivan swallowed the last bite of the rice bowl, he touched his satisfied stomach. The rice bowl in this store tasted really good, especially the hot and sour sauce, which was super-appetizing. , People can't stop at all, next time Ye Na can make similar rice bowls for him.

"Boss, thank you for the hospitality. I barely ate half full, which is pretty good." Ivan stood up and said to the expressionless boss with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Guest, you got my approval, and this thing is for you." The boss said as he took out a chocolate gold coin from his pocket.

"This is the qualification to participate in the Big Stomach Contest in the small town. As the owner of the restaurant, I will give you the qualifications to participate in the Big Stomach Contest at the expense of the honor of the restaurant." He said seriously.

"Then thank you boss," Ivan said, taking the chocolate gold coin from the boss.

As a gourmet town passing by, Ivan has naturally learned about this three-year big appetite competition. As long as he is approved by any shop owner, he can participate in the competition. The final winner can be in any one within three years. Free meals in the shop.

It’s not a very special reward, but it can attract a lot of tourists to come, try it or try it. As for the three-year free meal of Daweiwang, compared with the income this time and the hidden income after becoming famous, really It is sprinkling water.

"Guest." Seeing Ivan walked to the door, the boss finally did not hold back and called him.

"The fried chicken steak shop next door to me is actually very good, even better than the taste of my built restaurant." The boss said seriously.

"The boss recommended it so, so it would be a pity if I didn't try it."

With a bang, Ivan walked out of the restaurant, and the boss instantly changed the rules of the signature volcanic rice bowl, stating that there was only one serving per person.