Leaving the mine and returning to the residential area, Dewey took me to the snack street of Vickyburg. (8) (1) ΔΔ 文网ん.『 ８⒈

The streets were bustling with goblins and dwarves, greeting each other warmly, and some of them were drinking on their shoulders, not in a hearty laugh.

Seeing groups of dwarves on the streets, I asked Dewey, "Why aren't there dwarves in the underground lab?" ”

Dewey said, "Because dwarves are good at blacksmithing, smelting, and building, we goblins are better at creating delicate things. ”

"Oh, that's right," I said, "so the dwarves work in the neighborhoods." ”

"You're wrong," Dewey said, "The dwarves also work deep underground, but we didn't visit that place." ”

"You mean ......"

"That's right, it's mining," Dewey said, "The dwarves have great strength, and they are very skilled in using mining tools. And the level of digging up the whole ore is also very high! ”

I thought for a moment and said, "They need Ming, you need ores, each take what he has the best of?" ”

Dewey snapped his fingers: "That's it." ”

Soon, Dewey and I sat down at a noodle stall and ordered a large bowl of noodles each.

Dewey told me, "The beef noodles here are very tasty, the soup is very delicious, you will absolutely love it." ”

As a foodie, I decided to verify the moisture in his words myself.

Soon, two large bowls of steaming beef noodles were served on the table, and my stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and I didn't care about etiquette and politeness, so I took out a pair of chopsticks and began to swallow it in large gulps.

If it were on Earth, I wouldn't dare to do this, after all, this is a noodle that has just come out of the pot, and the temperature is very high, so I can go straight into my mouth without blowing it, and I will definitely get a lot of blisters without getting burned.

But here is Zephyr 6, and I am now, the higher my level, the stronger the body's various immunity, and the same, the stronger the body's resistance to external stimuli.

The fire magic missiles released by many magicians didn't do much for my body, not to mention that this bowl was just steaming noodles.

However, Dewey had no way to feast on the steaming heat like I did.

He is not an adventurer, he has not strengthened his body, so naturally he can't stand the heat of the noodles, so he has to watch me swallow the noodles while blowing the noodles cold little by little.

By the time he had eaten less than four or five bites, I had already eaten a bowl of beef noodles to the bottom, and there were not even a few drops of soup left.

"One more bowl!" I shouted.

The shopkeeper is a dwarf, inheriting the heroic character of the dwarf clan, just now, seems to be moved by my heroic way of eating, he actually served two bowls of noodles in a row, haha laughed: "Young man, I like your character, this bowl is the noodles you ordered, this bowl is given to you by me, eat!" ”

Unceremoniously, I nodded at him and went on to eat like crazy.

In short, for this meal, Dewey ate one bowl and I ate eleven bowls.

After settling the bill, the shopkeeper smiled and asked me, "Young man, the noodles taste okay, right?" ”

"Okay?" I cut off, "Don't tease. ”

The shopkeeper's smile faded, but he still patiently asked, "What?" Isn't it delicious? ”

The other dwarves and goblins who passed by also stopped and watched the place.

I lowered my head, silently counted in my heart, and when I counted to three, I suddenly raised my head, stretched out my hand, cocked my thumb, grinned, and said, "How can you describe it with this word, it's just amazing!" ”

An even more enthusiastic smile spread across the face of the dwarven shopkeeper, and the dwarves and goblins who stopped around also exclaimed, "That's right, the beef noodles here are definitely the best!" ”

Dewey, who was on the side, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When I left, the owner repeatedly told me that I must come and eat often, even if it is a bully meal, it is welcome.

After I said yes again and again, I finally left the noodle stall.

On the way, I asked Dewey, "Why did you just breathe a sigh of relief?" ”

Dewey said: "I'm relieved for you, this noodle stall is very famous, if you say it's not delicious, you will definitely be regarded as making trouble." ”

"I'm not afraid of that," I said, "but it's delicious, it's delicious, and it can't be hidden." ”

"Hmph, boy, you still have a good eye," Dewey said arrogantly: "It is worthy of my favorite successor." ”

On this topic, I don't want to argue with Dewey anymore, so I just keep silent.

It is estimated that my body has been strengthened at the same time, and my digestive ability has also been strengthened, and the simplest proof is that not long after eating eleven bowls of noodles, I saw some small barbecue sold at roadside stalls, and my stomach began to react again.

So I feasted again.

Dewey, who was traveling with me, looked at me in amazement for a while before he said, "Are you a monster, so you can eat it?" ”

"How so," I said, "I'm obviously a human being, and it seems that many adventurers have the talent to eat it." ”

"I don't think so," Dewey said, "I don't know many adventurers, whether humans, orcs, elves, goblins, or dwarves, who are as good as you. ”

"Eh, you seem to have said one less," I said, "What about the goblins?" Don't you have any goblin acquaintances? ”

"Of course," Dewey said, "is only a few, only a few, and has been out of touch for a long time." ”

It seems that Dewey did not yet know about the affairs between the elves and the elves.

"Since you know the goblins, why don't you add them together?"

Dewey shook his hand and said, "There's no need to add it at all, the goblin clan generally eats very little, much smaller than our goblin clan." ”

I instantly remembered Remy's first barbecue - it was a fierce one!

A small body, a small mouth, but the meat eaten is more than a pound.

If that's all called a less...... The annual food production in these towns may not be enough for half of the people to barely eat half of the people.

Or is it ...... Remy is a different kind of goblin, a strange one of the goblins, a legend of a top seven food existence?

In short, she is very good at eating.

If Dewey had been shown her food, perhaps Dewey would have doubted his life because of this.

Walking down the street, I always feel that something is not quite right, or rather, there is always a sense of discord.

After thinking hard for a while, my mind suddenly lit up, and I finally figured out what was going on—the little man on the street was just me.

No wonder I felt uncomfortable, and I felt like a goose walking among the ducks, even taller than the tallest of them.