According to Hachimu, this is actually because they have a large number of people, so Chef Zhang Feng would cook personally to avoid wasting raw materials. Normally, this restaurant is run by his subordinates, and he figures out the cuisine himself in the restaurant.

The fragrance lasted for about five minutes. Under the roasting of Zhang Feng, a second-level fire ability evolver, the mutant beast meat in the pot was cooked.

When Zhang Feng realized that the time was almost up, he stopped the fire from continuously heating the iron pot, and instead held the pot with one hand, took a steady horse stance, and started to spin the giant black pot.

And this time, it was not just a simple rotation. Zhang Feng shook the black pot with one hand and hit the black pot with the other hand.

Under Zhang Mu's stunned gaze, pieces of steaming mutant beast meat flew out from the top of the black pot, all wrapped in green unknown plants.

Piece after piece, they flew out with him as the center of the circle and landed accurately on every large table in the first circle. Ten people were given a piece of mutant beast meat that could cover the entire round table. It was topped with thick sauce and wrapped in mutant plants, which made people's mouths water.

It was very stable when it landed on the table, with just a slight vibration, and no sauce flowed out. This was enough to show how exquisitely Zhang Feng controlled the strength.

When Zhang Mu saw the piece of meat fall steadily in front of him, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

The Zhang Feng in front of him is not only extremely powerful, but also has mastered the control of strength.

However, Zhang Feng immediately started to go around the twenty tables in a circle. When the second round of serving dishes began, Zhang Feng did not react at all. He just quietly increased the strength of his hands when knocking, making the parabola of the meat longer.

The second round of serving food was still going on. The soldiers at the first table could no longer suppress their appetites triggered by the fragrant aroma. They all reached out for the pieces of meat in front of them with chopsticks and ate them wrapped in mutant plants.

The piece of meat was extremely tender, and the mutant plant was very easy to tear apart, so it was picked up with chopsticks.

“This mutant

Can you eat it?"

Zhang Mu held the chopsticks and asked Hachimu beside him, because most of the mutated plants cannot be eaten.

Ha Chimu showed a reassuring expression. He had already picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth while chewing and answering Zhang Mu, "This mutant plant was discovered and cultivated by Chef Zhang Feng himself. We have tested it and found that it is non-toxic. We have eaten it for a long time and no one is sick."

Are these mutant plants that you cultivated yourself?

It's not controlled by him, but using it to cook shows a lot of courage and boldness.

This Zhang Feng is really all-round.

Seeing that Ha Chimu had already eaten two or three pieces, Zhang Mu felt embarrassed to not eat any more. After picking up a piece and putting it in his mouth, Zhang Mu couldn't stop, not caring whether this mutant plant might be poisonous or not.

He felt that the delicious taste was like dancing on his taste buds. The taste buds that could taste sweetness were at the tip of his tongue, but the sweetness jumped from the tip of his tongue to the end.

It’s sweet but not greasy. It seems that all the fat in the meat has been absorbed by the mutated plants, along with the fragrance of the plants.

After the fat was neutralized by the plant, the mutated plant became extremely refreshing and could not be kept in the mouth.

Zhang Mu finally understood why Ha Chimu praised this delicacy so highly. Even in later generations, he had never tasted food that could increase his appetite so much.

He had tried this cooking method of mixed mutant meat and mutant plants before, but none of them could compare to the large vegetable meat bun in front of him.

There is no other decoration, only the unique sauce, which retains the most original taste of the mutant meat and mutant plants, making it easier for people to absorb the energy stored in the mutant meat.

The price of one or two units of crystal per person seems to be quite cheap.

At this time, Zhang Feng had distributed all the mutant beast meat. There were five circles of one hundred tables, and each table was given a piece of even size. The black pot that Zhang Feng put down was already empty. His calculation of the ingredients and the number of people eating was also extremely sophisticated.

Because of the mutant

The energy contained in the meat was enormous. Everyone stopped talking and stopped eating to digest the energy absorbed from the meat. It was very likely that after eating a few pieces, they didn't want to pick up their chopsticks anymore.

If they continue to eat without digesting and breaking down the energy, their bodies will burst. This feeling of wanting to eat but not being able to eat makes them feel both painful and happy.

However, Zhang Mu's table was the only one with five people wolfing down the mutant beast meat. Zhang Mu, Yuan Rui, Ha Chimu, his subordinate Uncle Peng, and another second-level evolver had a much greater ability to absorb energy than those at the peak of the first level.

After a while, even Ha Chimu and the other three needed to stop and relax for a while. They were surprised to find that there was someone at the table who kept stuffing food into his mouth.

The initial surprise has slowly turned into numbness as time goes by.

All the soldiers at the same table with Zhang Mu were about to cry. They couldn't do anything to Zhang Mu. They wanted to speed up the decomposition of energy but found that they couldn't do it at all. They could only repeat the heart-wrenching wails in pain in their hearts.

"That's my meat!"

"Stop eating! We've only taken a few bites! Stop, stop, stop, leave some for us!"

But how could Zhang Mu hear it? He was not the only one eating in his body!

After feeling abundant energy pouring into Zhang Mu's body, the blood vine lotus would have jumped out of his left arm long ago, if Zhang Mu had not forced it to stay in his body to avoid wasting this delicacy.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Mu could only give most of his energy to the Blood Vine Lotus. What he cared about most was the delicious taste of the meat.

Zhang Mu ate more and more enthusiastically. In a blink of an eye, the whole piece of beast meat on the table in front of him was finished. The other nine people probably ate about 30% of it. The first-level peak evolver was the most miserable. He only ate a few chopsticks of it.

The cavalrymen at other tables were all attracted by the movement here by Zhang Mu, and the whole place was dead silent.

They had only one common thought in their minds.

This businessman is an epic glutton.

(End of this chapter)