strictlysupreme Chapter 3 Stomach Determines Status
Chapter 3 Stomach Determines Status
Zhou Qing leaned closer to take a look.
The Divine Skill of Expanding the Stomach and Swallowing Food: After practicing this skill, one can expand the storage space of the stomach and intestines, swallow more food at once, and improve eating efficiency.
Flash sale price: 9998 yuan!
Friendly reminder: Please do not swallow indigestible food.
Looking at the name of the live stream room, it was clearly "Kaiyang High School Beast Cooking Club".
Zhou Qing was stunned: "Senior, is this a cultivation technique sold by our club itself? Why do I, a newbie, have to pay for it?"
"If you don't buy [the necessary funds], where will the club's funding come from?"
"Place your order quickly, don't waste time."
"You'll learn the techniques when you join; we won't cheat you."
Li Jingran spoke calmly, as if it were a matter of course, and then turned and walked out of the cafeteria.
Zhou Qing cursed Li Jingran eight hundred times in his heart.
This lousy cultivation technique costs nearly 10,000 yuan. Even with a 25% discount, it still costs 7,500 yuan!
His parents weren't martial artists; they were just ordinary doctors. Although their family was relatively well-off, they only gave him 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses, and he would have to swallow most of it up by a lousy martial arts manual.
This isn't joining a club; it's clearly a disguised way of exploiting newcomers!
But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head; after all, this gang gets to eat exotic beast meat.
We must make up for all the losses.
Zhou Qing paid the money with a heavy heart, and while quickly catching up with Li Jingran, she opened the cultivation manual and quickly browsed through it.
Fortunately, the method is not complicated, mainly focusing on expanding the stomach and intestines and increasing the speed of eating dry rice.
When the two reached the first floor of the club building, Zhou Qing had just finished reading "The Divine Skill of Expanding the Stomach and Swallowing Things".
With a thought, the familiar panel reappeared.
[The Amazing Skill of Stomach Expansion and Swallowing: Beginner's Guide (0/100)]
Li Jingran stopped in front of a door that read "Mythical Beast Cooking Club".
"Newcomer, come in."
Li Jingran pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Zhou Qing in.
As soon as Zhou Qing stepped inside, he was so shocked by the sight before him that he gasped in astonishment.
In the center of the club activity room, six people were busy around a giant pig, their kitchen knives gleaming coldly as they methodically cut open the pig's flesh.
"Freshly slaughtered and eaten?"
"This isn't a cooking club, it's a slaughterhouse!"
Zhou Qing looked closely and found that only three people were responsible for cutting the meat.
Their wrists moved with lightning speed and precision, their blades flashing with deadly accuracy.
It seems that this sword technique is a martial art.
Zhou Qing recognized one of them as Qi Ranqiu, the president of the cooking club, whom she had met during the club's recruitment interview. The other two should also be senior students from the second year of high school.
The other three were just assistants, responsible for sorting and packing the cut meat into boxes.
He's most likely a freshman like him.
As soon as Li Jingran entered the room, he grabbed a kitchen knife and chopped down hard on a piece of pork with bone in it.
He cut the meat and bones in one smooth motion, without any hesitation.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing, ever the perceptive one, stepped forward to help: "Senior, let me lend a hand!"
He only realized after handling it that this pork was very firm; even a small piece was heavy in his hand, more than three times heavier than pork of the same size.
As a top student who scored full marks in general education courses, Zhou Qing certainly has some common knowledge about mythical beasts.
Even though the giant pig had already been cut into more than half, Zhou Qing recognized it at a glance.
This is a Black-maned Boar!
This strange beast is famous for its abundant and tender meat.
Born as a first-tier beast, it can advance to the second tier after reaching adulthood. With large-scale breeding, it can even give birth to a third-tier pig king, making it a highly cost-effective food supplement.
Judging from its size, the black-maned boar in front of me is only at the first-tier level.
Zhou Qing felt a surge of joy: "I wonder how much I can eat today. The price of Xuanzong pig meat is at least two hundred yuan per jin (500g). If I eat forty jin, I can earn back the seven thousand five hundred silver dollars I spent on the cultivation technique!"
"I have to eat my fill today, I have to make up for all the losses I suffered by being fleeced!"
At this moment, a boy next to me took the initiative to speak: "Excuse me, I'm Yuan Chongshan. Which class are you in? I didn't see you in the honors class."
Zhou Qing looked up and his gaze first fell on the other party's custom-made training clothes.
Those damn whales again! Seeing this makes my fists clench; I'm starting to resent the rich!
"Zhou Qing, Class 2, Grade 11."
Zhou Qing responded calmly.
"Zhou Qing?" Yuan Chongshan's eyes lit up, his face full of surprise. "You're the Zhou Qing who got a perfect score in the hand-to-hand combat test this month?"
He thought to himself, "A student from a regular class who can join the cooking club must be no ordinary person; he must have something special about him."
Yuan Chongshan wiped the grease off his hands, took out his phone and handed it over: "Can we add each other as friends? We can chat more in the future."
Looking at this incredibly familiar operation, Zhou Qing instantly made a prediction.
Sure enough, the next second Yuan Chongshan said, "By the way, could you recommend your unarmed combat instructor to me? I'm willing to pay a referral fee!"
Zhou Qing snorted coldly, his tone resolute: "I, Zhou Qing, can get full marks in unarmed combat, entirely due to my own efforts! There's no such thing as a teacher!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Chongshan was taken aback and was about to say something.
Just then, Li Jingran's shout rang out: "658! 649! What are you muttering about? Get to work!"
Zhou Qing froze upon hearing this and subconsciously looked at Yuan Chongshan beside him.
658?
This whale only has a total score of 658, which is not even close to the 660-point threshold for the Kshatriya class.
Seriously? There's this kind of useless kid hidden in the honors class?
His score was even lower than Zou Qiongjiu's 662 points, probably ranking 29th or 30th in the whole school, a nobody in the class who barely made it into the top class.
With this level of skill, I'll give you another month of practice, and I'll definitely crush you in the next monthly exam.
When Yuan Chongshan heard Li Jingran announce his total score in front of everyone, his face turned bright red, and he lowered his head in shame, his face full of inferiority.
In a culinary club like this, where score-based Brahmins gather, 658 points is simply embarrassing, on par with Zhou Qing's 649 points, they're practically brothers in misfortune.
As for the other two freshmen, they didn't even lift their eyelids, completely disregarding Zhou Qing and his companion.
Zhou Qing didn't care and focused on cutting the meat, not daring to dawdle in the slightest.
After working for a good half hour, the black-bristled pig, about the size of ten people, was finally completely divided, sorted, boxed, and neatly arranged.
At this moment, the tall and aloof club president, Qi Ranqiu, along with four other senior students from the second year of high school, stood before Zhou Qing and her four newcomers:
"Have you all bought the Stomach-Expanding Swallowing Skill?"
Zhou Qing, Yuan Chongshan, and the others nodded quickly and replied, "We've bought it."
"Huh?" Li Jingran stepped forward, frowned, and shouted, "You think you can get your hands on meat with such a soft voice? Speak louder!"
The four people shouted in unison, "We bought it!"
"Great! Very energetic!"
Li Jingran nodded in satisfaction and then took a step back.
Qi Ranqiu spoke calmly: "Today I'll tell you about the rules of our cooking club."
"You may have already heard that our cooking club members can get free meals and drinks."
"Yes, that's true, but don't think you can get free meals every day."
She paused for a moment, then continued, "Our cooking club always serves one meal that lasts a week! Apart from today's inaugural banquet, we only serve exotic beast meat on Fridays, the club's activity day."
"In a little while, everyone should activate their stomach-expanding and swallowing abilities and eat as much as they can."
"If you have a small stomach and can't eat much, you can only watch others show off. Don't blame the club for not giving you a chance."
Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat:
In the culinary club, it turns out that the size of one's stomach determines one's status!