The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 522 One-Person Dining Room (For readers in 2020... 7)
Time: The last day of the rest period, just four hours before the start of the next journey, around 11 p.m.

Location: Guangdong Province, at a roadside food stall near an industrial park.

Picking up a menu in front of him, Huang Adi pointed to each item with his finger while saying to the proprietress beside him:

"I don't want this, this, and this, but I'll take one of everything else."

Oh, right! I want the largest portions of both fried noodles and fried rice; and the owner should know how to make congee with preserved egg and lean pork, right? Bring me a big clay pot of that too.

Upon hearing this statement, the pretty young proprietress, Sheng, was startled and shuddered.

She runs a business, so of course she wants customers to order more food so she can earn more.

But even if this fat man weighing over 200 pounds looks like he can eat a lot, he can't possibly eat that much by himself, right? He might even cause a problem by overeating.

Wouldn't that cause a huge problem for my own little shop?

Immediately, I wanted to say something to tell them not to order so much so that they wouldn't be able to finish it and it would be a waste, and that I would rather earn a little less.

Seeing this, Huang Adi couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

There's a reason why he's ordering so much food.

Firstly, not long ago, his family called to say that his grandmother's health was deteriorating day by day and that she might not have much time left, so they asked him to take leave and go back to see her one last time.

He immediately took leave to go back home, which allowed him to see the old man one last time and bid him farewell. He had only been back at work for two days after the funeral arrangements were completed.
To be honest, the old man is quite old now.

Time waits for no one, and it's only natural that she's in this condition; no one else is to blame.

But Grandma has always doted on Huang Adi since he was a child, hoping that he would grow up, get married, have children, make a lot of money, and be successful.

Unfortunately, Huang Adi had been wandering around for years, doing odd jobs, working on construction sites, and even acting as an extra for a while, but he didn't do very well. This must have been a disappointment for the old man.
In the last few months, thanks to the fact that he transmigrated and received a large sum of money and spoils, he finally turned his life around.

But the old man's health was failing, and he could no longer care for his parents.

Thinking about all this, Huang Adi felt extremely depressed.

What to do? For a foodie, the best way is to channel grief into food and order a huge amount of stuff; once you're full, you won't be so sad anymore, right?

Secondly, the last time he traveled through time was not long, and Brother Huang was genuinely terrified of evil.

He can't forget the feeling of his stomach burning with emptiness, the urge to bite the Japanese soldier and swallow a big chunk of flesh, like a wild beast.

Unfortunately, each time they traveled through the area, the maximum amount of each type of emergency food they could bring was only 1.5 kilograms.

Therefore, we can only adopt other roundabout methods, such as eating as much as we can before time travel.

Anyway, Brother Huang has made up his mind that even if he travels back in time, he will find that he will not have to worry about food.

To make it easier to move around, I'll use my fingers to gag myself until I vomit some of it.

It's better than last time when there was no food to replenish our energy and we had to grit our teeth and endure it; after all, eating more means we can last longer.

All of the above, when ordering food, Huang Adi became a bit unrestrained without even realizing it.

Even after ordering a bunch of food, he didn't forget to order a big pot of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, which he used to fill the gaps in his stomach at the end of the meal.

And after noticing the landlady's worry, this guy started spouting lies without hesitation:

"Go to the kitchen and do it! You'd better hurry, I have several friends waiting to come over in a bit."

Hearing this, the proprietress finally put her worries aside and went to the kitchen with great joy; in her happiness, she even planned to have her husband, who was also the head chef, send a dish to this big customer.

And then! She realized she'd been tricked.

That seemingly honest-looking fat bastard, that scumbag, actually lied to me. He doesn't have a single friend who's coming right away.

After that, faced with a table full of food that couldn't be properly placed and had to be placed on plates, he devoured it all by himself.

If business hadn't been so bad today, with only a handful of customers throughout the day, she wouldn't have been willing to lose the revenue from this meal.

Many times she wanted to go up and kick Huang Adi out, thinking she wouldn't earn this money. In the end, when Huang Adi had eaten most of the food and drunk three bowls of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, he clutched his stomach and looked like he was about to burst.

But since they didn't die from overeating, and when they paid the full amount and left, the poor proprietress was so moved that she almost cried.

He made up his mind that he would remember this fatso and never serve him again next time he came.

Holy crap! Watching him eat is absolutely terrifying.

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In fact, it was Huang Adi who was terrified during his last time travel.

He developed such a psychological trauma from hunger that he resorted to binge eating before his next time travel.

In fact, just before this new journey was about to begin, everyone in the journey team was eating and drinking to their heart's content.

The main point is that it's okay to overeat! In the past, you could take some digestive tablets or just vomit it up.

The idea was that if they encountered a situation where they had no food or water again, they could at least survive for a little longer; only Annie's situation was somewhat better, but that was a special case...

At the same time, when Huang Adi was ordering food.

After popping a fried shrimp into her mouth and devouring it in one bite, Annie was surprised to find that there was nothing to eat in front of her except a pile of boxes.

He immediately uttered a complaint in a voice only he could hear:
"These little Japanese devils are so damn stingy! They eat so little at each meal, do they think they're going to fly to the moon?"

Annie couldn't help but complain because three days earlier, her agent had excitedly told her that she had finally secured a huge endorsement deal with an island nation after much hard work.

However, the Japanese side was in a hurry and wanted them to fly over the next day to film.

Actually, Anne instinctively didn't want to take on this endorsement and go to the island nation; she didn't even want to go abroad.

She just thought about how, in order to spend more time with Hu Biao and help out at Deyuelou, she had made her agent turn down countless jobs in the past few months.

If I turn down a job that my agent values ​​so much these days, they'll probably cry if I do.

I still greeted Hu Biao. He flew over two days ago and started a series of shoots. Tonight, he's working overtime to shoot at night because of work.

Thinking about the time travel she would be taking later that night, she had previously made a request to her staff: she wanted five servings of the late-night work meal.

The main point is that if you're well-fed, you can survive longer after time travel.

So what happened? The staff did meet her request and delivered a five-person work meal.

Not only was the taste bad, it couldn't compare to her own Deyuelou restaurant at all; the portion size was also too small, barely enough to feed a cat in Annie's opinion.

Damn it! Two fried shrimp, a small piece of tofu, a small rice ball, a piece of fish, some side dishes, plus a bowl of miso soup.

These things, even if they don't weigh more than three ounces, could be considered a work lunch.
Although the presentation was nice, it was useless. She devoured them one after another, finishing a whole serving in the blink of an eye. After finishing all five servings, she wasn't even full, let alone stuffed.

The only saving grace was that she later asked the staff and they said that today's work would be completed in a little over an hour.

So, she still has the opportunity to stop by a roadside stall on her way back to the hotel after work and have a few bowls of noodles to fill her stomach.

After pulling herself together, Annie went on to continue filming.

Try to finish this quickly so we have enough time to eat the noodles.

During this time, she overheard the staff members chatting idly, and the conversation was about her; apparently, they had given her a nickname because she had eaten five work meals.

It's called: One-Person Canteen.

One person's appetite is almost equivalent to the amount of food consumed in an entire cafeteria.

"I don't even bother to talk about those poor, stingy Japanese devils," Annie thought to herself.

But it didn't affect her radiant smile in front of the camera at all...

(End of this chapter)