"Reward!"

"Heavy reward!!"

The return of Baihuaxi made the king very happy, and he was also very grateful to Sun Wukong and his friends for saving Baihuaxi.

"Whatever reward you want, just say it. As long as I have it, I can satisfy you."

Hear the words

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "We have been walking all the way and haven't eaten vegetables for a long time. Old man, we don't want any rewards. Just give us more fresh vegetables."

It’s strange that Sun Wukong and the others would take a fancy to any kind of reward.

Next to them, Tang San was buried, Zhu Bajie and others were stunned for a moment after hearing Sun Wukong's request.

Then he nodded happily.

"It's the best, it's the best!

If Brother Monkey didn’t say it, I almost forgot. I haven’t eaten vegetables for a long time.

After saying this, I feel a little bit greedy."

"Old King, please prepare more fresh vegetables for us, just in time to have what the master said today, hot pot!"

When the old king opposite heard this request, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then looking at Sun Wukong and the others, they couldn't help but show a trace of pity.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the Tang Dynasty in the East was so powerful, and the people below were so pitiful that they couldn't even afford vegetables."

Thinking of this, the old king suddenly waved his hand and said.

"The holy monks of the Eastern Tang Dynasty were rewarded with ten thousand catties of radishes, ten thousand catties of cabbage, ten thousand catties of vegetables, and ten thousand catties of potatoes..."

"The king will definitely reward those precious daughters who saved me."

Looking at the happy old king, Sun Wukong and others couldn't help but look at each other.

"Did the old king misunderstand something?"

"Also, with so many vegetables, this guy is feeding pigs."

"Hey, that's not right. You can eat more later."

"Go, go, the plagued monkey knows how to tease me."

......

Then several people followed the old king into the palace.

Along the way, the old king was smiling all over his face, chatting dotingly with Baihua about his family affairs.

Ashamed of Baihua talks about all the big and small things that have happened at home in the years since he left.

After entering the palace, a lot of vegetables were brought into the hall soon.

Looking at the vegetables piled up throughout the hall.

The old king couldn't help but be confused.

"This? Tens of thousands of kilograms of vegetables, why are there so many?"

Looking at the small mountain of vegetables, Tang San Bian couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Monkey, drive the pot!! Today we have vegetable hot pot. In the past we could only eat meat, so today we will have a good meal of vegetables."

"Okay, Xiao Tang!"

Sun Wukong threw the Ruyi Golden Cudgel into the sky, and a big pot suddenly formed.

Immediately afterwards, a Qingshui Jue was cast.

A large river appeared out of thin air and poured into the cauldron.

Then he threw all the tens of thousands of kilograms of vegetables in the hall.

Zhu Bajie beside him was not idle either. He took out the firewood and put it under the big pot.

Tang Sanbian took out a windproof lighter from his arms and lit the firewood.

Sha Seng took out thousands of large bags of hot pot base ingredients from his luggage and poured them into the pot desperately.

Suddenly, the spicy smell filled the air.

The other side

The old king looked at Sun Wukong and others in his hall, and began to boil water and cook, and started eating.

He was really confused at this time.

"Does everyone in the Eastern Tang Dynasty eat in the palace hall? Are they all so open?"

Although it sounds like a complaint.

But for the sake of saving their precious daughter, forget it.

As time goes by, the hall is filled with the aroma of hot pot.

After sniffing his nose, the old king's attention, who was talking to his daughter, was frequently attracted by the smell of hot pot in the hall.

"Gudong! I miss you so much!!"

"Holy monk, I don't know what this is that you are eating, and why is it so fragrant?"

Hear the words

Tang Sanbian, who was sweating profusely from eating, laughed and said: "Old man, this is a humble monk's original way of eating, it's called hot pot."

"Hot pot?"

"I wonder if I can also try this new thing."

"Okay!"

Smiled and nodded.

Having fun alone is not as good as having fun together. Eating hot pot is the atmosphere of eating.

The more people there are, the more delicious it will be.

After seeing Tang San's consent, the old king and Baihuaxi immediately came to the cauldron to cook.

Looking at the red soup stock and the bubbling water in China.

This allows the scent to disperse more quickly.

Looking at this novelty, the old king quickly asked the guards to bring bowls and chopsticks.

I picked up a piece of Chinese cabbage and put it in the bowl.

After sniffing it, a spicy smell hit my nose.

This smell made him frown.

This kind of spicy food makes him very uncomfortable.

But when I saw Sun Wukong, Tang San was buried, and even his own daughter ate it with so much gusto.

So, he held his breath and put the cabbage into his mouth.

moment

He felt like his whole body was frozen.

"Damn it! This thing is poisonous!!"

“So spicy!!”

At this time, he only felt that his entire mouth was being tortured by thousands of cuts.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Watching the bowls and chopsticks in the old king's hands fall to the ground, he pinched his neck with both hands.

My face was red and I could hardly breathe.

Seeing this, Baihua was so shy that she quickly supported the old king.

At this time, she was a little confused as to why this was happening.

Did you take a bite of the food soon? Is this an exaggeration?

Regarding this

She didn’t even think about her situation.

In the past thirteen years, Kui Mulang had fed her countless spiritual things.

Although her current body is still that of a mortal, her physique has been strengthened countless times.

Otherwise.

How could she, a mortal, withstand the power of Kuimulang's big stick?
To be continued...