My Virtual Game

"It looks delicious, let's have a meal!"

Monkey King cheered, opened his mouth, and made a variety of wild monster meat and vegetable seasonings. It looks delicious and fragrant. The spicy tang just out of the pot is poured into the mouth.

But just after pouring in, his eyes suddenly widened within two seconds, his pupils tightened, his cheeks bulged high, and his lips were trembling.

"not good!"

The young man from the Qiao family on the other side was shocked. He had an ominous premonition when he saw Monkey King's expression. He turned around and wanted to avoid him.

But... he was still a step late.

"puff--"

Monkey King vomited again, the soup, meat and vegetables splashed out, once again...it sprayed Qiao's face.

This time, it was not red wine, but Mala Tang. Just like its name, it was hot, spicy and hot. In an instant, the Qiao family was blushing with hot cheeks, screamed, screaming, and crying tears. .

"My mother, what are you doing?"

Young Master Qiao yelled in resentment, his eyes frantically, but the more he rubbed it, the more spicy he felt. Tears mixed with the soup like rain, and his expression became more painful.

"Huh? I didn't mean it!"

Sun Wukong opened his innocent big eyes and said, "It's too hot, too spicy, and it's so unpalatable, and...what is the old mother? Is the old mother chicken? There are so many Baozishan where my house is. There is a big cock, do you want it?"

"You..." The Qiao family was so angry that they were speechless for a while.

"It's unpleasant to throw up at me? Oh, my eyes are going to be blind, you pay for it?" The Qiao family said with a pained expression.

The sensation of this spicy eye can't be reduced even if he adjusts the pain, it makes him very uncomfortable, it is more uncomfortable than ten days in a dark prison, which is not as good as a pigsty.

At this time, the Qiao family almost couldn't control his anger. He lifted his leg and wanted to kick this little **** thing to death. But thinking about the strength of Monkey King, there is still something to be counted on to fight for the life essence pill. In the end, he had no choice but to put down his raised foot again.

"Hey, you call him!"

The Qiao family sighed and ordered the hotel manager who was by the side to slam the door and go to the bathroom to clean.

The modern-style hotel built here is so high-end that even the toilets exist, but they are not tap water, but water in wooden barrels.

Although many modern items were created by players in the fantasy world, players still can’t get the faucet, which has a higher technical content. There is no water pump or hydraulic pressure device, and it only delivers water to high floors. , It is difficult to solve.

In the box, Sun Wukong looked at the leaving Qiao family and said aggrieved: "I didn't mean it, it's really ugly."

While hearing the words, the hotel manager rolled his eyes and asked politely: "Mr. Monkey King, Mala Tang is not to your appetite, what would you like to order?"

"Meat, I want to eat meat, just ordinary barbecue, I'm not picky eaters, don't make weird things." Monkey King said loudly, his eyes were shining when he talked about barbecue.

"Okay, let me do it below."

The manager curled his lips secretly, thinking that if you are not picky eaters, are there still picky eaters in the world? If you bring some ordinary meat, it is likely that you will vomit again without saying a word.

"Go, tell the kitchen to make steamed elephant king meat and bring it over." The manager told the waitress who had just brought the Mala Tang.

This steamed elephant king meat is not simple. It is a B-level dish of inferior grade. It is made from the meat of the king-level boss and the wild elephant king in the late acquired period. The taste is excellent. It is one of the signature dishes of the World Hotel, and the price is expensive. A small plate will cost ninety-nine silver coins. However, the local tyrants still love the food, and the sales of steamed elephant king meat are also very good.

"Yes!"

The waitress went, and soon, a delicious plate of steamed elephant king meat was served. It was golden and oily, and the aroma was compelling, which made people move their index fingers.

However, Monkey King, who has always loved food, was not moved by it at this time. He stared at the steamed king meat and said nothing.

"What's the matter, Mr. Monkey King, is this dish not to your appetite?" The manager frowned.

"No, this piece of meat... so small!" Sun Wukong pointed to the small piece of meat on the plate, only the big fist, the small piece of meat. For him, this piece of meat is too small for him. small.

"Eh? Cough cough, if it is not enough, I will order someone to do it again." The manager was a little embarrassed, and secretly slandered Qiao Shao, the boss is not kind, in order to make more money, deliberately cut the meat as small as a child. Too small.

"Oh."

Monkey King directly reached out his hand to grab the elephant meat, opened his mouth and threw it in his mouth, chewed and nodded and muttered: "It tastes good, it's delicious, but it's too little, and I can't eat it at all. I want it."

"It's good, but it's not enough. I'll tell the kitchen to do it again." The manager sighed. If steamed elephant king meat is not enough, he really can't serve this little ancestor.

However, he did not expect that Monkey King would be endless after eating. After a while, he ate as many as a dozen plates, and he was still not full~www.wuxiahere.com~ and still said naively. : "I still want..."

"...If you want a fart, you want it, your little chrysanthemum can't be pierced with a pencil." The manager is very painful. A plate of steamed elephant meat can sell for ninety-nine silver coins, nearly one gold coin. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen gold coins were gone.

The manager was frightened and didn't dare to let Monkey King eat anymore, but after he went to ask the Qiao family for instructions, he was told to continue to let Monkey King eat, let him eat, and ate until he was full.

It's just a mere amount of money. Given the wealth of the Qiao family, he doesn't care at all.

Dozens of small pieces of meat are far from filling the bottomless stomach of Monkey King. He can eat ten cows of fierce existence. Although he eats calves, he can top one-fifth of them. Elephant.

And an elephant can be divided into a thousand pieces of steamed elephant king meat by the Qiao family.

In other words, Monkey King needs two elephants and two thousand steamed elephant king meat to be full...

There are only three elephants in Tianxiang Hotel's inventory, and most of them have already been sold. The Wild Elephant King is a king beast, only refreshed once a week, and now there are so many players, it is impossible to be acquired by the Qiao family every time.

Immediately, a peculiar scene appeared in the Tianxiang Hotel. Plates of steamed elephant king meat, which are usually rare, were brought to the fifth floor emperor's box, and the meat on the plate was getting bigger and bigger for the diners in the lobby. I'm very curious, isn't it the Demon King who will come to eat?

The few waitresses who delivered the meal were lovely and miserable. Although the hotel is a modern building, there is no elevator. You can only take the stairs from the first floor to the fifth floor. There are hundreds of back and forth from the first floor to the fifth floor. Don’t want to make them tired. My leg was almost broken, my muscles were sore, I wanted to collapse to the ground.

Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. All come to read the mobile version to read the URL: