"It looks delicious, it's time to eat!"

Sun Wukong cheered, opened his mouth wide, and made it with various wild monster meat and vegetable seasonings. It looked delicious and fragrant. He poured the spicy hotpot that had just been out of the pot into his mouth.

But just after he fell in, within two seconds, his eyes suddenly widened, his pupils tightened, his cheeks bulged high, and his lips trembled.

"not good!"

The eldest young master of the Qiao family opposite was shocked. When he saw Sun Wukong's expression, he immediately had an ominous premonition and turned around and wanted to avoid it.

But...he was still one step late.

"puff--"

Sun Wukong vomited again, and the soup, meat and vegetables splashed out violently, and once again...sprayed the eldest son of the Qiao family's face.

This time, it was not red wine, but spicy hot pot. Just as its name was, it was spicy and hot. In an instant, the eldest young master of the Qiao family turned red when he was scalded, screaming and crying.

"My mother, what are you doing?"

The eldest young master of the Qiao family roared in anger and looked wild, but the more he rubbed, the more he felt the heavier he felt. Tears mixed with the soup and the rain fell, and his expression became even more painful.

"Ah? I didn't mean it!"

Sun Wukong opened his innocent big eyes and said, "It's too hot, too spicy, and it's so bad, and... What is a Japanese mother? Is an old hen? There are so many Baozi Mountain where my family is located, and there are big roosters. Do you want it?"

"You..." The eldest young man from the Qiao family was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

"If you want to vomit my face if you are unpalatable, you will vomit? Is it? I'm going to be blind. Are you going to compensate?" The eldest young master of the Qiao family said with a look of pain.

This eye-smelling feeling cannot be reduced even if the pain is adjusted, making him extremely uncomfortable. It is even more uncomfortable than staying in a prison that is not as dark as a pigpen.

At this time, the eldest young master of the Qiao family almost couldn't control his anger. He raised his legs and wanted to kick the little bastard to death. But thinking about Sun Wukong's strength and the matter of relying on him to compete for the longevity pill, he had to put down his raised foot again.

"Oh, please greet him!"

The eldest son of the Qiao family sighed and ordered the hotel manager who was accompanying him, slammed the door and walked to the bathroom to clean it.

This modern hotel built is so high-end, even the bathroom exists, but it is not used for tap water, but for wooden barrels of water.

Although many modern items have been created by players in the fantasy world, players still cannot find things like faucets with high technical content. Without a water pump or water pressure device, it is difficult to solve the problem of just transporting water to high floors.

In the box, Sun Wukong looked at the departure of the eldest son of the Qiao family and said with a grievance: "I didn't mean it, it's really hard to eat."

As the hotel manager heard this, he rolled his eyes and asked politely: "Mr. Sun Wukong, Malatang is not in your appetite. What do you want to order?"

"Meat, I want to eat meat. Just barbecue. I'm not picky about food, so don't make weird things." Sun Wukong shouted, his eyes shining when he talked about barbecue.

"Okay, I'll let you do it below."

The manager secretly curled his lips and thought to himself, if you are not picky about food, is there anyone in the world who are picky about food? If you bring some ordinary meat, you may be vomiting again without saying a word.

"Go and ask the kitchen to make a steamed elephant king meat and bring it over." The manager told the waitress who had just brought the spicy hot pot.

This steamed elephant king meat is not simple. It is a dish of B-grade low-quality dishes made from the acquired king-level boss and the meat on the wild elephant king. It tastes excellent. It is one of the signature dishes of the world's hotels. It is expensive and costs 99 silver coins per small plate. However, it is still loved by all major foodies and rich people, and the sales of steamed elephant king meat are also excellent.

"yes!"

The waitress left, and soon, a plate of delicious steamed elephant king meat was prepared and brought over. It was golden and shiny, and the fragrance was so strong that it made people's index fingers move.

However, Sun Wukong, who has always loved food, was not moved by it at this time. He stared at the steamed elephant king meat without saying a word.

"What's wrong, Mr. Sun Wukong, is this dish not to your taste?" The manager frowned.

"No, this piece of meat... is so small!" Sun Wukong pointed to the small one on the plate, only the size of a fist, and a piece of meat. For him, this little thing was considered small even when it was stuffed between his teeth.

"Uh? Cough, if it's not enough, I'll tell someone to do it again." The manager was a little embarrassed and secretly whispered that Mr. Qiao was not kind-hearted. In order to make more money, he deliberately cut the elephant meat as small as he could, and even a child thought it was small.

"oh."

Sun Wukong directly reached out and grabbed the elephant meat, opened his mouth and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, nodded and muttered: "It tastes good, it tastes good, but it's too little, it's not enough to eat at all, I still want it."

"It's fine, it's not enough, I'll tell the kitchen to make it." The manager breathed a sigh of relief. If steaming elephant king meat was not good, he really couldn't serve this little ancestor.

However, he didn't expect that Sun Wukong would eat it endlessly. After a while, he ate more than a dozen plates, and he was still not full. He still said childishly: "I still want..."

"...I want it, I guess you can't even poke your little chrysanthemum, your pencil." The manager was so upset that he steamed like meat in a plate, which could sell ninety-nine silver coins. Nearly one gold coins, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen gold coins were gone.

The manager was a little scared and did not dare to let Sun Wukong eat it anymore. However, after he went to ask the eldest young master of the Qiao family, he was told to continue to let Sun Wukong eat it, let go of it, and eat it hard until he was full.

Just a little money, but with the wealth of the eldest son of the Qiao family, I don’t care at all.

Dozens of small pieces of meat could not fill Sun Wukong's bottomless pit-like belly. He was a fierce existence that could eat ten cows. Although he ate a calf, he could also reach one-fifth of an elephant.

And an elephant can be made into 1,000 portions of steamed elephant king meat by the eldest son of the Qiao family.

In other words, if Sun Wukong wants to eat enough, he needs two elephants and two thousand portions of steamed elephant king meat...

The inventory of Tianxiang Hotel is only three elephants, and most of them have been sold. The Wild Elephant King is a king beast, which is only refreshed once a week. And now there are so many players, it is impossible for the eldest son of the Qiao family to get it every time.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared in the Tianxiang Hotel. Plates of steamed elephant king meat, which was rarely seen, were brought to the fifth floor imperial box, and the meat pieces on the plate became larger and larger, making the diners in the hall very curious. Could it be that the demon king came to have a meal?

Several waiters who delivered meals were so cute that they were so bitter. Although the hotel was a modern building, there was no elevator and they could only walk the stairs. From the first floor to the fifth floor, hundreds of round trips made them tired. Their legs were almost broken, their muscles were sore, and they wanted to collapse to the ground.
Chapter completed!