Food Wars Meat Meat Hot Novels & Stories

Elios could not contain his surprise, "You eat just rice, brother?" "None of your business." Hugh said through gritted teeth. He knew that people of their nature preferred meat. Raw meat was even better, whenever they were in their wolf form. Elios laughed out loud, startling the restaurant's attendant at the counter. Hugh couldn't help but roll his eyes at Elios.

Soon, the meat was cooked. Mae stared at the bright red meat after the lid was lifted, smiling innocently. “Can we eat it now?” Clar smiled. “Not yet. It needs to be dried. It’ll probably be ready the day after tomorrow. I’ll bring you some.” Mae’s expression instantly fell. “Two days… that’s torture.” Luna, overhearing their conversation, interrupted, “Clar, come take a look. Is this okay?”

“Okay, All done!” I arranged the vegetables at the vegetable stall, placed the processed food in the chiller, and put the meat in the freezer. I left only the dishes I will cook, two viands: beef steak and adobo. They taste even better when they’ve been stored for a long time, the flavor really seeps in.

At that moment, Jack and Skyr were both looking at me. I gulped and started backing away as I waved my hands at them in denial. “Actually, I am good. It is lunch time and I want to eat.” “Nonsense!” Jack wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Sure, the food there is alright, but it is just repetitive. I mean, don’t you miss food from the land? Real meat and not just sea foods? Barbecue, steak, rice.” As Jack continued to enumerate the foods that I missed on the surface, my mouth started to salivate and I swear that just thinking about meat is already making me smell barbeques.

They have some lamb appetizers, and I order those rare too. "Rare meat isn't good for you, beautiful." "I don't know why my taste changed drastically in the past few months. Meats cooked well done just taste so disgusting to me now." While we're waiting, my body is on fire. Using my cloth napkin to wipe my brow, I say, "I have to use the ladies' room. Excuse me." Face in the sink, I let cold water run across it. That's not helping, so I get a wad of napkins to fan with. Unable to cool off, I return to the table, saying, "Ken, I think I'm sick. I'm on fire."

one boy said quickly, like he did not want the potatoes to feel insulted. “But meat is better,” the other boy added. Vera closed her eyes for a second because he was right. The meat was better. Her body agreed with him so strongly that she almost got angry at the pumpkins for existing. She opened the web and ignored all the notifications exploding across her account. People were still arguing under her video, still screaming about Xen’s statement, still tagging her in things she did not care about, but none of that mattered because she wanted meat and apparently this galaxy had no normal way to buy it.

★★★★★ DINNING ROOM. "Wow!" Daphne and I exclaimed loudly when we saw all the food placed on the table. Fried chicken, grilled pork, giant steaks, barbequed fish, grilled bacon -in fact, the whole table is covered in different kinds of meat. How did they know I love meat? Amy scoffed in my head. *You're a werewolf, everyone knows werewolves love meat* she said. I nodded, she's right. Daphne nudged me gently.

Phil said. "Oh stop it! You are so grumpy!" Jody laughed. "I'm just messing around with you." "Well, stop doing that." "But this pasta is really good. Are you sure you don't want a bite?" Jody twisted some pasta into her fork and then held it in front of Phil's face. Phil backed up, his frown deepening. "Yes, I'm sure I don't want any. I don't eat red meat," he said. "A hunk of man like you don't eat red meat? That is absurd," Jody commented.

Which she didn't of course. But my father was too much of a grump to admit that Mom was on his side. We talked for a long time, with Mom lecturing me on what to eat and what to avoid eating. Can't believe I wasn't allowed to eat mould-ripened soft cheese, such as brie, camembert and chevre which was a type of goat's cheese and others with a similar rind. Mom also mentioned that I should avoid undercooked meat, especially poultry, pork, sausages and burgers. She gave stern lectures of how any meat I ate should be cooked thoroughly, and shouldn't be pink blah, blah, blah.

James said with a smile, “It’s extraordinary food! Don’t you guys want to become martial artists? After you eat this meat and drink this soup tonight, I won’t promise much, but it won’t be a problem to generate True Energy in your body. The meat will also improve your body’s physique and delay cell aging. It won’t be a problem for you guys to live a hundred years.” “Ah? Are you serious?” Gladys exclaimed. She stood up in shock and looked at the meat on the table. Then, she inquired, “What kind of meat is this?” “It’s a secret.” James put on a mysterious smile, picked up a piece of meat with the utensils, and put it in his mouth. Then, he chewed on the meat. “Mhm, it’s so good.” Seeing James’