Chapter 62 The unbearable weight of the intestines and stomach

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 62 The unbearable weight of the intestines and stomach

The boss took two hard-boiled eggs from the yellow bucket next to them, skillfully removed the yolks and put them into the red and green paste.

Then he took out a tool that looked like a toilet drain with welded strips, and kept violently attacking the egg yolk and red and green paste.

Soon, the original red and green colors turned into the colors of autumn.

The fire slowly reduced the juice, and when the yellow paste was thick enough, the boss used a shovel to shovel it onto the soft-boiled omelette.

The originally white and tender omelette was covered in yellow and could no longer look like it once did.

"It's finally over."

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief again.

Just when he thought the boss would hand over the plate, the boss put the plate aside and added two spoons of oil to the iron plate again.

"What is he doing?"

Chu Zihang asked Lan Che.

"Cooking, sacred cooking. The fun has just begun."

Rancher said mysteriously.

I saw the boss adding dried chilies, green chilies, coriander, cumin, salt, garlic paste, chutney, and the essential masala into the oil at once.

After stir-frying until the aroma comes out, add coriander, chili sauce, and another handful of marsala.

The food that was still clear-cut just now turned into a puddle of blood-red paste again.

The key step came. The boss took the batter for the omelette, shoveled the finished omelette into a pile of pieces with a shovel, and then poured the blood paste on the omelette.

Now, a plate of stir-fried seasonings is finally completed.

How would you describe this finished product?

People who have been to anorectal hospitals should be very familiar with its shape and color and would rather not think of it.

The boss handed over the plate in silence, while Chu Zihang looked troubled.

It's not that he has never eaten worse food, but that was made by Su Xiaoyan.

And this plate of blood-red paste has neither soul nor emotion.

"I'll do it."

Lu Mingfei took the plate, poured the indescribable contents into his mouth, and swallowed it without much chewing.

The whole movement was very natural, as if it had been practiced thousands of times.

"Lu, do you often eat Indian food?"

Rancher looked at him with admiration.

"No, I've just had worse."

Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly.

Not to mention the various meats of unknown origin in the lower levels of the hive city, after becoming a Space Marine, his food only improved in terms of nutrition, and the appearance and taste even deteriorated.

Nutritional porridge mixed with ceramic and metal powder, energy bars extracted from promethium, and corpse starch made from high-energy fungi are basically similar in shape to these pastes, and they don't contain so many ingredients.

“Is this what Chinese food is like?”

Rancher was a little surprised.

Although he has never been to a Chinese restaurant, what he saw online does not seem to be like this.

"No, this is just his personal experience."

Chu Zihang immediately rectified the name of Chinese food.

After a brief mental struggle, he finished his portion of the mush.

Needless to say, regardless of the texture, the taste is indeed okay. After all, there are so many seasonings and the flavor is very rich.

Looking at his complicated expression, Lan Che laughed.

"This is India, my friend, you have to learn to enjoy it. Let's go and take you to have something to drink to rinse your mouth."

He took the two of them to a drink stall. The owner was a thin young man.

His stall is a tricycle with a table inside and a huge glass box on the table.

The glass box is filled with viscous liquid, and various fruits are soaked in the liquid.

"This is banana, this is papaya, this is orchid seed"

Lan Che introduced them to the fruits inside, and he vaguely skipped over anything he didn't recognize.

Chu Zihang looked at this glass box that looked like an aquarium. Various fruits were slightly deformed due to long soaking, and there were plastic bottles, ceramic cups, sports bottles and other messy things floating on the water.

He also saw some suspicious-looking impurities, but he didn't dare to take a closer look.

"This is Kolkata's specialty drink. It is very nutritious. A glass of juice a day will keep the doctor away."

Lan Che advertised for his boss, who responded with a shy smile.

I saw what he said to the boss. The young boss picked up a glass with the juice left by the previous person and rinsed it twice with a bucket of turbid water next to it.

Then he put his black fingers into the juice, scooped out the juice with a ceramic cup, and poured it into a glass.

The boss was very generous and used a ceramic cup to scoop the food twice until the glass was full.

Seeing the boss's earnest smile, Chu Zihang had no choice but to take the glass and drink it with his eyes closed.

He wanted to drink it all in one gulp, but the juice was too thick and he had to swallow continuously to swallow it.

Chu Zihang felt that he was not drinking a drink, but eating a diluted version of maltose.

After one drink, my stomach, which had been continuously hit hard, finally couldn't bear it anymore and started playing a symphony.

"Where are the public restrooms?"

he asked.

"There's nothing like that here. If you want to go to the toilet, just find a corner where no one is around."

Rancher replied.

Looking at Chu Zihang's incredulous expression, he shrugged.

"Okay, it seems you can't accept it, come with me."

Rancher led him towards a building that looked like a restaurant, probably to borrow the toilet inside.

Lu Mingfei stood there, his conspicuous appearance and exotic appearance arousing the attention of the people around him.

But thanks to his biceps, which are thicker than his thighs, no one dares to harass him.

But this was temporary. After waiting for a few minutes, someone finally couldn't hold it any longer.

A little girl walked over from the corner. Her skin was dark, her arms and face were rough, and her hair was thin and yellow due to malnutrition.

Her facial features are pretty good and she can be called cute.

She walked up to Lu Mingfei and opened the white cloth covering the basket. Inside were small fried balls, with yellow and green juice in the openings.

This is a popular snack in India, called crunchy balls. The raw material is potatoes. The juice inside varies from person to person, but most of them are a little smelly.

"Five dollars, sir."

The little girl whispered.

"No."

He shook his head.

Lu Mingfei looked around, prying eyes coming from all directions.

He knew their tricks very well, using small and threatening children or women to clear the way, and once he showed a flaw, the others would rush in like a pack of hyenas.

"Four dollars, sir."

The little girl took the initiative to lower the price.

"No."

Lu Mingfei's answer still only had one word.

Seeing his resolute attitude, the little girl had no choice but to cover herself with the white cloth again and walk towards the street.

After walking a few steps, a middle-aged man grabbed her arm, slapped her on the head several times.

Cries suddenly sounded, but this only aroused the man's violence even more.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding stall owners and passers-by did not stop them, but looked at Lu Mingfei with evil eyes, as if he was the culprit that caused the little girl to be beaten.

Lu Mingfei was indifferent to this and wanted to morally kidnap a space warrior. The ideas of these mortals were too naive.

Just when some people couldn't hold it any longer, Lan Che came back with Chu Zihang.

He frowned deeply when he saw the middle-aged man beating the child and shouted loudly in the local language.

The man originally wanted to argue, but after looking at his fair complexion and tall figure, he chose to give in and disappeared into the crowd with the little girl.

The storm subsided and everyone's eyes returned to the one-third of an acre of land in front of them, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This is India too."

Lan Che spread his hands and sounded helpless.
Chapter completed!