Chapter 35 The Insect Banquet

The night is quiet, the clouds disappear, the fog dissipates, the galaxy and the bright moon are exposed, the evening breeze blows from the woodland, blowing the hot day, the abandoned factory is newly repaired, crowded with lights, bright as daytime, quite similar to the bustling city.

After showing the entry card, Meng Ning and the young man walked side by side. She looked around with great enthusiasm, even pricked her ears and eavesdropped on others, and was full of curiosity about everything around her.

The size of the shops of the beast-like people is the same as that of ordinary markets, but the goods sold are completely different, from strange animal bone utensils, spiny skin dry goods, mountain and wild medicinal materials, to different colors of scale skirts, spice powders, insect roasts, and food, clothing, housing and transportation. Although everything seems unfamiliar, these things make the girl excited, want to touch everything and want to buy everything.

At first, Meng Ning was worried that she would not understand anything, so she would be disgusted or driven away when she asked the stall owner casually. However, along the way, most of the orcs she met were friendly and talkative, willing to introduce her products to her, and even offer discounts.

Soon the girl had some gadgets on her hands, including snakeskin rings, cicada shell brooch and earthworm keychain.

Seeing someone putting dried rats on sticks, putting them in rows, and shouting loudly, Meng Ning laughed out loud, grabbed Song Che and asked: Do you want to eat this?

The boy seemed to have no appetite. He narrowed his eyes slightly, exuded a hint of disgust, and refused decisively: I won't eat mice.

After saying that, he pulled the girl in another direction.

He not only does not eat this creature that carries bacteria and lives in the sewer, but also does not even bother to catch it.

The market is bustling with people, and many beastly people do not hide their own signs. They have relaxed expressions, walk in different postures and figures, and show their minions, wings or long tails generously. They do not shy away from the eyes of others. Some even do not speak, making animal squeals all the way, and their pleasure is beyond words.

There is no discrimination, prejudice or exclusion here, there are only a group of non-human groups that are gathering together to keep warm.

Meng Ning felt that she had entered the Garden of Eden. When she occasionally saw orcs with similar feline signs, she would peek at them secretly, guess their true colors, and hold the boy and bit her ears quietly.

Can that person become a cheetah?

No, he is a pastoral cat.

Then is the handsome guy beside him also a local cat?

...No, it's a Sharpee.

How do you know that it is not a random talk?

They smell so much that I can smell it.

Compared with the girl's enthusiasm, Song Che's aura was fully opened and he entered a state of alert. His lips were tightly pursed, his expression was gone, and his eyes burst into cold and cold light, scaring away many strange orcs who were attracted by the smell emitted by Meng Ning and were ready to move.

The night market entry cards are only circulated among the beast races, so there are very few humans present. It is extremely shameful to be able to travel with human companions, no less than a single dog who likes to be a diamond-level object for thousands of years.

Therefore, although the boy is fierce and has a good food-protecting posture, it still attracts many beast-like people to look at Meng Ning from time to time, guessing where this black cat has a great fortune and can win the favor of human girls.

After swaying around the spice shop, Meng Ning sneezes several times. Seeing the nerd's eyes cold and his expression was horrifying, she suppressed the urge to take a step back, pulled his hand up, and asked curiously: What's wrong with you?

... Song Che shook his head, held the girl's little hand, and was silent for a long time before he could tell the reason.

Those people are looking at you, I'm not happy.

If there is anything to be unhappy about this, just watch it if they like it... When they know that their boyfriend was jealous, Meng Ning had no choice but to tiptoe, turned his face, and persuaded him with a smile.

Anyway, you are the only one who is with me~ We are called showing love, do you know?

... Song Che lowered his head and looked at her without saying a word, his eyes flowing like a surging river.

Seeing that the other party's eyes became more and more explicit, Meng Ning turned his face away and pointed in a direction, changing the topic: Let's go there to eat.

The night fog was vast, the light and shadow were dim, and the lanterns on both sides of the road emitted red light, blurring the deep outline of the boy. The surroundings were filled with orcs, and there was nowhere to step on. Meng Ning was a little tired of walking, and in desperation, he could only find a remote stall to sit down.

Being on the wall, rich in nutrition, delicious and inexpensive. The eight neon characters were fascinated by the eyes. She wandered for two seconds, pointing to the golden and crispy fried food, fat in the center, and looking like a banana. She asked: Boss, what is this...how to sell it?

Sixteen one, thirty two, the more you buy, the more affordable it is~

The little boss's skin was white, red eyes and long ears, and his movements were neat. He shoveled up the fried food while talking. He looked up at the girl, and suddenly stopped. After confirming that it was a human, her smile became brighter and brighter.

Little girl, are you here for the first time?This is Douji Cypress, the freshest product, rich in nutrition, crispy texture, and 100% repeat customers. If you want to buy it, I can give it a half discount...

Thank you, boss, I want two.Meng Ning nodded and was about to pay for it, but was stopped by the boy. There was something in her palm. She looked closely and saw it was a bulging black wallet.

How can I use yours? I have pocket money and can pay for it myself.She shook her head, her voice soft, and handed her wallet back.Surprisingly, Song Che quietly took the wallet and did not refute.

Meng Ning happily took the bomb and was busy blowing the air, but he heard the boy slowly speak: OK, I'll give it to you after marriage.

She couldn't help but blush and muttered in a low voice: What are you talking about again?I don't want to marry you, and I don't want to care about your money.

Look at this shameless person, he just started dating, and he was thinking about his marriage funeral.

The two of them fought back and forth, and began to study the menu on the table again. Meng Ning found that she had learned Chinese in high school in vain and couldn't understand the words above. She was curious and pointed to a group of food randomly and asked to taste it.

Seeing that she chose a special package, Song Che raised his eyebrows and never stopped him.

Okay, the boss of White Rabbit wiped his hands and continued with a smile: Is it fried or charcoal grilled?Do it yourself or do it work on our own?

Is there such an option?Meng Ning glanced at Song Che and decisively chose frying and self-sufficient.

Soon a huge metal basin filled with soil, two bowls of boiling water and clay plates were served on the table, as well as a few seasonings such as salt, chili, oil, etc.

There was not a single grass in the pot, and Meng Ning was very puzzled. Do you want them to eat dirt?

She frowned, picked up the tableware, scooped a spoonful of soil to smell it, and almost choked by the strong fishy smell, which was impossible to eat!

Just as I was about to ask a question, I suddenly saw the sunken soil being slightly turned up, and a large shiny and red centipede crawled out of it, dancing its hook-like poisonous fangs, making a squeaking sound.

AhAh!What the hell is this!?Meng Ning was so scared that she flew away. She screamed and leaned back with the man and the stool. Fortunately, she hugged her from behind with one hand, so she barely escaped.

Compared with the girl's panic, Song Che seemed particularly calm. He picked up the iron spoon and pressed it on the soil. The centipede went around the handle, and his feet kept shaking, making his scalp numb.

...What kind of food is this?The girl was sweating coldly, her voice trembled, and she moved the stool to sit next to the boy, her eyes full of panic.

It is a three-worm feast, composed of centipedes, black scorpions and wolf spiders. The soil is buried with fresh adults...

When Meng Ning heard this, he just wanted to cry loudly, what the hell did he order!?

She held Song Che's hand and stepped back: Let's go, money will give you, and now I'll go eat the roasted wax from my elder brother's house.

Don't be afraid, pour the oil onto the plate.

Song Che patted the girl on the shoulder with a gentle expression. Seeing that she did what she said, he grabbed the centipede, pinched her upper palate, and pinched her hard to remove the poison glands and fangs, then washed the mud of the insect body with two boiling water, and finally put on a wooden stick.

The firewood was burning under the table, and the tea oil sizzled in the plate and the fragrance was everywhere. The boy placed the centipede stick neatly on the plate, turning over from time to time to make sure that the insect body was not burned.

After roasting, he sprinkled salt, pepper rings and pandan leaves and put the roasted centipede into Meng Ning's bowl.

Try it and see.

Compared to the feast of other orcs, Meng Ning felt that her head was scared away. She squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying and stuffed the worm into her mouth.

However, unexpectedly, the centipede was roasted just right, with crispy shells and crispy meat. When you bite it, the oily sauce came out. It was full of fresh fragrance. With fresh seasonings, the taste was a bit similar to that of Pipi shrimp.

...It's quite delicious.She chewed it carefully, her expression gradually relaxed, and her heart fell back from her throat.

Seeing the girl eating in small mouthfuls, Song Che nodded, grabbed a wolf spider from the basin, and said hoarsely: Try this next.