My Doomsday Territory

"If you don't do a good big offering, go to Luyin to be a little brother. Am I stupid!"

Yan Dingtian sighed and had to follow the blue-and-white puppet and walk back to the shelter.

His clothes were ragged with rage, and only a few pieces of cloth remained, barely covering certain parts.The long hair with oily black hair also became as messy as the seaweed. Many pedestrians swept the eyes and looked strange.

I have a big heart and a heart for wanting to die!

...

Since you can't resist, you can only admit your fate.

After a while, Yanda offered to put on clean clothes and looked at his temporary accommodation.

A small villa, the decoration is simple, but fortunately it is clean... Yan Dingtian is not dissatisfied, and Xiao Ming has been pinched by people. No matter how dissatisfied, it is useless.

He was thinking, he still had to work harder to make his future less dark.

Boom.

Yan Dingtian opened the door and saw a little fat man standing outside the door.

"You are old, the director asked me to introduce you to the situation of the shelter, you can also tell me if you have any needs."

The person in charge Wang Zhou stared at Yan Dingtian's face for a while and said quickly.

He is still a little unbelievable. It seems that his uncle, who is only in his thirties, turns out to be an old man who has lived for more than two hundred years.

I heard that just streaking on the street, how old is it?

Yan Dingtian didn't know what Wang Zhou thought.

I just felt that after being captured, the shelter was still respecting him anyway, and his expression was a little slow.

He paused, took his hand, and said lightly, "If that's the case, please tell me about it."

...

Yan Dingtian followed Wang Zhou to the villa area, planting area, equipment factory area, and finally came to the prosperous commercial area.

Everywhere I walked, the little fat man introduced it in detail.

Yanda enshrined a cold face and responded to it twice from time to time, but he was still a little surprised inside.

The crops in the planting area can be as short as ten days or as long as one or two months. They can be matured for one season, and the grains harvested are full, which is superior.

As a "Front of Nang Rin Kingdom", Yan Dingtian is not just a warrior. He thinks that he is a cultivated person. He also knows a lot about national affairs. Food shortages and famine are common. Only Wangdu , And a few large cities in the kingdom, only the irrigation tower was built, and the mage was invited to fertilize... Rao is so, Wangdu’s grain output per acre is far from comparable here.

He knew that there was a force called'technology' in the Fifth Period, but the grain production of Lindong Shelter was not so high. Before that, Yan Dingtian was disregarded. Now, it is secretly remembered in his mind.

Immediately felt wrong.

'I am just a captive, at best a gold medalist, but not a big consecrator. What does it mean to pay attention to these?'

Even the wish to see the green shade of the rune technology was uninteresting.

...

The business district is the most lively at night, and the colorful source lights are blinding.

"Yan Lao, this is one of the most prestigious streets in greenery, the food street! It’s not me who blows away. The high-end ingredients of these shops are all purchased from the logistics department, plus there is no shortage of spices, and all the facilities are complete. The food can dump a dozen streets elsewhere."

Wang Zhou introduced, proud of his chest, "And I, as a famous foodie with green shades, know which store chef has the best craftsmanship, you have taken oral today."

Yan Dingtian nodded resolutely.

As a "Predecessor of South Rin Kingdom", he is respected, and he has never tasted any food. When he was young, he has also been to the ancient city of Ling, known as the "Gourmet City". Now, he has lived for more than two hundred years. , Yan Dingtian has long been pessimistic about eating. He who breaks through the extraordinary level does not need to consume food to supplement daily consumption...

But the fat man was enthusiastic after all, and Dingtian did not refuse.

With a look of excitement, Wang Zhou walked into a good-sized store. He found a seat by the window and immediately called the waiter without looking at the menu.

Yan Dingtian calmly sat opposite, glanced at the menu...

Ok?

He glanced at it again, why... some couldn't understand.

He can understand boiled glazed fish and the like. It is probably glazed fish soup, but what are the dishes like'Buddha jumping over the wall' and'Looking up at the starry sky'?!

I don’t understand.

Yan Dingtian's throat twitched a bit, but he wanted to ask, but because of his poor face, he still sat quietly. After all, it was just some food, what's the name, it didn't matter.

After serving the food, you can just eat it.

The exquisitely crafted dishes were quickly brought up, and Yan Dingtian glanced at it. Although the shape was good, he did not pay attention to it.

As a "former Nannang National University Offering", he has seen exaggerated food shapes.

The greenery in front of me is just so-so.

"After all, it is just a shelter, resting in the Quaternary, at most a relatively prosperous city, how can it compare with Wangdu."

A scent came out.

"Huh? Seems...okay?"

During Yan Dingtian's judgment, the opposite Wang Zhou had already begun to eat happily. The kind of taste of happiness that tasted delicious, which was not fake, made him doubtful.

Is it really so delicious?No, it's not right. The fat man is just an ordinary official at best. How delicious can he compare with him...

'In the final analysis, I've been to the gourmet capital once, and everything I saw later was delicious, I think it's just like that, let alone this small place.'

He picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a crystal clear fish fillet, and put it in his mouth.

The casual expression suddenly changed, and the fish fillet was contained in his mouth, chewing carefully.

moment,

He put another piece in his mouth, chewed, and tasted.

"This meat...this taste..."

He shot faster and faster, almost turned into a phantom, the food on the table was visually reduced, and his eyes were brighter and brighter.

face?

The loneliness of the strong?

Go to the special, and continue to be eaten up by the little fat man!

It didn't take long for this table to have at least 20 servings of food before the end of the world, and they were swept away by the two of them. Yan Dingtian, with his extraordinary hand speed, took the absolute upper hand in the process of snatching food.

To the seat, Wang Zhou's hand with chopsticks hung in midair, a bit wronged.

"Little fat man, what kind of food are you making?"

"...What's the difference between pig, cow, goat, chicken, duck and fish?" Wang Zhou thought that all the food was flying.

Yan Dingtian took a deep breath and did not continue to question him. He spent a long time in the green shade. Later, there are opportunities to understand.

Just can't figure it out.

How does the fresh taste and the rich fragrance bloom on the taste buds come from?

If Wang Zhou knows his doubts, he will definitely say that the beast meat understands it, and the big food empire understands it.

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