God-level foodie desert island survival

"Come, eat, finish eating and start work!" With

a plan in his heart, Tang Ming did not waste time, and the remaining rabbit was eaten by the two Lao Tie and Shu Yiting, and he roasted all the other seafood.

The extravagant handwriting made the other teams dumbfounded, it was 30 catties of game and 100 catties of seafood, which was really a meal.

Is this idiot really here to compete? It's not good to keep it and turn it in?

What kind of food do you have, one person can kill at least fifty catties of shellfish, even if the shell is removed and seriously shrunk, it can be said to have 10 catties, right?

Of course, the most excessive thing is that this guy is not too greedy enough to eat by himself, and after eating almost enough, he also dug out the mud balls that had been roasted in the fire for a long time.

Straight to the middle of the rafts of several teams.

In front of everyone, the mud shell was pried open.

The next moment, a smell of meat that is completely different from barbecue wafted into everyone's nose.

"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy, you get too many things, and you can't finish eating. Is there anyone interested in eating together?"

Although Tang Ming said this to everyone, his eyes looked at the British team beside him.

Seeing Tang Ming's eyes, the two of them moved their Adam's apple and did not make a sound.

"British friends, do you want to have some?" Don't worry, you don't need to exchange food!"

"Then what do you want?"

The British player frowned, they didn't believe that Tang Ming would be so kind and invite themselves to eat for no reason.

"It's not a high requirement, just look at everyone's goods, what I need, I can exchange it at a high price!"

"Do you think we are the kind of garbage team in Pakistan and need you to give alms?"

The two of them turned cold, no matter how fragrant Tang Ming's food was, they instantly lost interest. Snorted coldly.

"What's

the garbage team?" "Except for the top three, they can all be called garbage teams

!" "Are you scolding yourself?"

The arrogant tone of the two of them, Tang Ming frowned when he heard it, Lao Tzu kindly invited you to eat, what kind attitude do you have? You dare to scold my two simple old irons!"

Heh, don't think that if you have more food in your hands this time, you won't know how thick the sky is, even if you can be the first this time, we can't be much behind

you!" "I just want to know, why do you call yourself a garbage team!" Tang

Mingcai ignored the other party's ridicule and continued to ask.

"When did we scold ourselves, there is no doubt

that we will get the top three!" "It turned out to be the top three blown out, or we will make a bet, we will bet that you will not get the top three!"

Tang Ming's eyes condensed and said lightly.

"Who do you think you are? Why should we bet with you?"

said the bet, the two of them were a little vigilant in an instant, and the Han Country team just now was in front of them, so they had to guard against it.

"Yo, didn't you say that others are garbage teams, now I'm afraid?"

"This trick doesn't work for us, don't think we don't know what you want, don't you just want to exchange things from us, we have things, but we just don't change them!"

With a sneer, one of the British runners returned to the raft, lifted a basket, and lifted the lid on it, revealing a piece of gold.

Rice has already been threshed!

Just now when they saw Tang Ming exchanging wheat in Ukraine, they basically knew Tang Ming's idea, which was to exchange for all kinds of substances, balanced nutrition, and steady development.

Only those garbage teams will want to take advantage of this, and they will be the enemy in vain. As the team with the number one goal, they would never do such a stupid thing.

Seeing that Tang Ming looked straight at the rice, the two sneered again: "Do you want it? It's a pity, don't change!"

After speaking, the two seemed to feel that it was not enough, and raised their hands to call the referee.

"These things, we will hand them in directly!" The

referee nodded, gave Tang Ming a helpless look, called the inspectors, and began to count and store them.

"What's the matter, do you still bet or not? Do you think your trick will work for anyone? We never eat this set!" Seeing

that the rice was taken away, the two of them sneered at Tang Ming again.

Tang Ming smiled: "I'm afraid the two of you have misunderstood, since I have proposed to gamble, that is, whether others gamble or not, we must continue to play."

After speaking, Tang Ming's eyes narrowed and looked at the raft behind the two. Perspective opens instantly.

With his long-standing ability to visually inspect food, it only took two minutes to estimate the goods in the UK.

"About 800 catties, this is your arrogant capital, right?"

Retracting his gaze, Tang Ming raised the corners of his mouth at the two of them, and called out to the referee who was about to leave.

"Help me hand over another 400 catties and belong to the Pakistani team!" "

400 catties?" The referee glared, if the 400

catties were handed over, wouldn't Pakistan be 920 catties, counting the increase, almost 1000 calories.

"Brother Huaxia, don't be like this, it's really unnecessary, it's useless for us to take the first!"

Tang Ming said, the two old irons who were scared were not light, they ate a big meal in vain, and now they will collect the food, which is completely unwilling.

"It's okay, if you don't want the harvest of hunting in a while, you can give it to me!"

Tang Ming smiled and winked at the two of them.

The two of them were stunned, and immediately lost their words, which was a good idea.

"Oh, grandstanding, I thought it was a powerful trick, it turned out that this is just a little trick, give someone a first, how much do you have left? Please become a second again!" The

British player's face immediately became relaxed after a brief moment of surprise. began to seriously doubt whether there was something wrong with the brain of this Chinese man, a total of about 1,600 pounds of goods, 920 pounds to Pakistan, a total of 600 pounds left, and used his head to kick himself and others out of the top three?

"Who is that, count, how many goods do we have?"

Tang Ming was not in a hurry at all, called Shu Yiting, and asked.

The latter hesitated for a while, with a hint of urgency on his face, and began to calculate for Tang Ming: "Counting Lao Tie's three hundred catties of food, we originally had a total of about 1,900 catties, minus the 100 catties lost by the African and Ukrainian teams, and helped Lao Tie hand over 920 catties, and there are about 900 catties left." But don't forget, here, Lao Tie's 130 catties of spices you want to bring back, as well as 70 catties of live animals from African brothers, and 100 catties of rice from Ukraine, you also want to bring back, and 300 catties will be deducted from this. Therefore, we only have 600 catties left to hand in. "

600 catties? There are so many, that's enough!" Tang Ming's

face was happy.

"What are you happy about? I'm talking about 600 catties, not 900 catties!" Looking

at Tang Ming's expression, Shu Yiting wondered if she had said the wrong thing just now.

Tang Ming ignored her, his eyes searched the crowd for a while, and then looked at the African brothers.