Dark Moon Era

Chapter 281: Eight? Fifteen!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ding Ling and Ding Dong were surprised when they saw Tang Ling stuff the mantou into his mouth. Even Boss Huang sprayed the seaweed juice out in surprise. He simply wiped his mouth with his sleeve as the veins on his neck bulged out. Nonetheless, he put on a kind expression and said, “Let’s eat, let’s eat.”

Is he that frightened to this extent? Tang Ling had a feeling that something was not right. He might be rude with his table manners, but he had not even started yet!

Was there something wrong with the dishes?

Frowning, he could not help but stop chewing. With that little pause, he had the time to savor the food in his mouth. A refreshing sweetness swirled in his mouth. The sweetness was just nice and had a tinge of mintiness. Other than that, a certain floral fragrance had been added to elevate the flavor. It was seaweed juice!

He recognized it after he savored the taste. The juice was delicious!

Was there something wrong with the black mantou?

Tang Ling only stuffed the mantou in his mouth but had not even started chewing. He actually wanted to just chew and swallow it, so he did.

He chewed half of the black mantou and swallowed while the other half remained in his mouth. Tang Ling doubtfully chewed the mantou several times.

The umami of the sea exploded in his mouth all of a sudden! The umami taste originated from a fish with a hint of sweetness. The saltiness tasted like it came from the mantou and was perfectly fused with the bread. The texture of the mantou was perfect when chewed to the point that no side dish was needed and its taste was immensely satisfying.

Delicious!

Tang Ling’s eyes widened. He no longer cared about what was wrong or about the battle of wits and strength with Boss Huang. Once his huge appetite started coming out, everything else diminished in importance.

He eagerly picked up the chopsticks and tasted the fish on the plate. The fish was fried golden on both sides. It looked like it was cooked with some salt and gray pepper, which was a unique Purple Moon era spice.

The chopstick separated the flesh easily and a refreshing burst of umami followed. Since the surface was lightly fried, it remained intact even after being separated. The moment it went into his mouth, the slightly fried texture provided a firm bite and the substantial flavor followed as if he was eating fried ribs with a trace of freshness.

After his tastebuds sensed the fried coating, the meat spread and disintegrated into smaller threads before melting into sweetness.

Tang Ling never had lobster before, but the books of the old civilization mentioned that the meat of a lobster tasted sweet.

Is this the same taste?

The sweetness fused perfectly with the freshness of the fish and transformed into something unique and stimulating. After a bite, the salt and gray pepper came into play. The hint of spiciness set the fried sweetness to its maximum yet did not overpower the taste.

Exquisite, the fish is exquisite!

Tang Ling’s eyes shone brighter as a smile hung over his face. Even Ding Ling and Ding Dong covered their mouth as they chuckled at Tang LIng.

“Yummy?” Boss Huang’s eyes were gleaming profoundly as he leisurely picked up a piece of fish meat under some skin and placed it into his mouth. While he chewed, he plainly said, “The part near the skin is the best because there’s fat and it tastes mushy.”

Boss Huang took another sip of the seaweed juice and his table manners were a hundred times more elegant than Tang Ling’s.

Tang Ling, however, did not care. He no longer cared why Boss Huang was looking at him like an evil villain or why Ding Ling and Ding Dong were chuckling at him. He placed his attention on the egg omelet that was as big as his face.

The sunny side up was perfectly cooked. The egg white looked smooth and was not overcooked. The egg yolk had barely hardened and the golden liquid was still flowing inside.

This is mind-blowing cooking!

The egg would taste good even if he ate it plain, but on top of the egg was some black sauce. It smelled like soy sauce but had a hint of sweetness and spiciness. Other than that, there were some little pieces of purple leaves on top though Tang Ling did not know what it was.

Without caring, he picked the egg up and delivered it into his mouth. The smooth egg slipped in when it touched his lips. The smooth egg white had no taste by itself, but when it was mixed together with the sweet, salty and spicy sauce, the flavor of the egg white was exaggerated to the next level. The taste was complex and substantial.

Then, as the egg white melted, the egg yolk followed with layers of special textured liquid, exploding in his mouth. When he tasted the purple leaves, he could even taste an unusually strong aroma. It was the aroma of sesame leaves! Back then when he had followed Su Siao to a feast in Safety Sector No. 17, Tang Ling had once tasted the precious spice, but the purple leaves were not as surfeiting as sesame seeds itself and were a perfect match for the egg.

Several seconds later, the egg with the substantial flavor melted into liquid due to its smoothness. Tang Ling swallowed it as if he was drinking water and the aftertaste in his mouth remained strong.

What a delicious breakfast!

Tang Ling could not describe the breakfast any better. He swore he could eat as much as Boss Huang could provide.

In less than 10 seconds, he had tasted almost all the dishes on the table, except for the little side dish. Just when he was about to go for it, an explosion of energy went off in his stomach and throat.

As though a bomb had exploded and blasted countless shrapnel in his body, his throat and stomach were assaulted by the immense pain! His face turned pale immediately due to the agony and veins popped all over his forehead, neck, and arms.

This taste! This taste!! It’s even stronger than the first time when I consumed vicious beast meat!

“Don’t waste any of it. Hurry up and finish it while it’s hot.” Boss Huang squinted his eyes in a sinister way, his narrow gaze fixed on Tang Ling.

Tang Ling could not even utter a word.

This time around, Ding Ling and Ding Dong showed a tinge of worry. Both of them said in one voice, “Are you that weak?”

Weak!? Weak! Tang Ling felt like he was immensely insulted, but he was lying like a dying dog on the dining table, so what was he if not weak?

“You’re this weak, yet you eat so gluttonously? I thought you were great, but it looks like you are just a talker. If I’d known it earlier, I wouldn’t have made the same breakfast for you.”

The insult grew heavier, yet the energy in his body almost burst out of his body. He could not care less about the offense.

Maybe the eating technique that Su Siao taught me can help me slightly here!

The energy in his body was substantial, so he ought to try his best to digest it and then start his cultivation to store the energy in his dantian. The pain did not affect his thinking since he was used to all kinds of pain. Tang Ling was unusually clear-minded amidst the agony.

Therefore, under Boss Huang’s narrow gaze and the twins’ sympathetic expressions, Tang Ling started to exercise the eating technique.

The eating technique required him to perform strange movements, and when he was practicing it, his belly muscle would shudder violently. Tang Ling had a feeling that Boss Huang would seize the chance to laugh at him, but he did not!

Even Ding Ling and Ding Dong were calm. The two plump women spared a glance at him before they continued eating breakfast obediently and adorably. As for Boss Huang, he was calm. He continued eating his breakfast elegantly, but his eyes were glued to Tang Ling.

When Tang Ling was about to finish the first movement, Boss Huang suddenly spoke, “Press the bottom of your stomach with both your hands. Turn it anti-clockwise and your abdominals...

He was guiding Tang Ling!

Tang Ling spared a surprised glance at Boss Huang, but the old fox was not in a joking mood. He was serious and his powerful aura was radiating. Tang Ling unconsciously followed his instructions and adjusted his eating technique.

Maybe it was because Tang Ling carried out the instructions perfectly, a tinge of admiration was apparent in Boss Huang’s gaze.

Surprised, Tang Ling realized that this unique eating technique that Su Siao taught him became a lot stronger with Boss Huang’s instruction for adjustments and the stomach movements got a lot stronger. The pain remained, but he was able to shield himself from being affected and continued his eating technique practice.

Boss Huang continued eating his breakfast while guiding him through his practice from time to time.

There were a total of eight movements in the eating technique. With Boss Huang’s guidance, aside from the effect, the movement alone felt a lot smoother.

As for the result, Tang Ling had to admit that with Boss Huang’s guidance, it was a third more effective than Su Siao’s version!

A third! The increase was amazing! One thing worth noting was that increasing even 1% of energy digestion was considered a difficult task! Even with Kun’s good wood core, the precious supplement only increased the absorption rate by an extra 10%.

An increase by a third meant that Tang Ling’s absorption rate was increased by at least 5%.

Coupled with the power that he got on the journey, Tang Ling’s absorption rate approached 38%!

It was a decent number!

Tang Ling had a hunch that Boss Huang was powerful but he did not expect it to be to this extent!

It was at that moment that he completed the eight movements of the eating technique. However, the energy within him was too substantial, so practicing the eating technique once would not be enough as he would still waste a lot of the energy.

Tang Ling decided to seize the time for a second round before the energy completely dissolved, so he started from the top. It had already been 10 minutes since the start and Boss Huang had finished his breakfast. Meanwhile, Ding Ling attentively poured him a cup of steamy hot green tea that was tinted red and exuded a unique aroma.

Boss Huang accepted the cup of tea and looked at Tang Ling. “Who asked you to start over? You haven’t even got to the end of the eating technique. Continue...”

Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang in surprise. Enduring the pain and sweat, he said strenuously, “There are only eight moves...”

“Nonsense! The complete set for the eating technique has 15 moves!”

“What?”

“Don’t you know?” Boss Huang raised a brow as he put his cup down and said, “I’ll show it to you once, so take a good look. If you want to see it again, pay up the next time.”