Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 173 Goodbye Piccolo
This is a peaceful day. It has been three years since the earth was restored to peace. In the past three years, what countless fans are most concerned about is the holding of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference, and what countless top martial arts masters are most concerned about It is also the convening of the world's number one martial arts conference, and now he is finally approaching.

"Yan Mo! We are going back to the world!" Zajiangmian could hardly contain the excitement in his heart, and even his hands trembled slightly. He was finally going home, "This time we must surprise everyone! This time also We must teach that god of inaction a good lesson!"

"Open the door! Yan Modao!" Zajiangmian bid farewell to the farewell class, and returned to the long-awaited earth.

"Oh! I forgot to bring some special products..." Zajiangmian slapped his head, "But there don't seem to be any special products, Abyss?"

But now that they have arrived in the Masuli area, Zajiangmian went to visit the Spartan family empty-handed.

"Hello, I'm Zajiangmian from Miandian Town. I'm here to visit Sparta's house..." Zajiangmian made a phone call, and the journey went smoothly. Although there were many people pointing and pointing along the way, he laughed them all away.

"Ah—perverted! Eh? Jajang noodles?" Until he came to Granose.

Zajiangmian: "..." Is there anything wrong with my equipment?

Shoes, trousers, studded belt, Yan Mo Dao, it’s nothing... Let’s do it again, shoes, pants, studded belt, Yan Mo Dao, Zha Jiang Noodles, I checked again, it’s normal.

"Wait—it seems that there is something missing." Zajiangmian finally found the problem.

"Why don't you wear a shirt!" Sasuke ran out blushing, and there were only a few men left in the living room.

Nero pointed at the Jajiangmian outfit and asked blankly, "Is it popular in the devil world to wear this?"

Virgil and Dante, two old hooligans, are also hard to accept. You can be non-mainstream or properly exposed, but you can't not wear them!
"One thing to say, you can really train your muscles!"

Shoes, trousers, studded belts...Zhajiangmian found the problem and wanted to find a crack in the ground.

"I fell! I know there is something wrong with this outfit!" Careless, weird or not, it depends on whether you follow the crowd, but you must know that Zhajiangmian stayed in the Unsullied Legion of demons dancing for two full years!two years!At first it was to blend into the environment, but then I got used to it, and then I suddenly returned to the world-everything was different.

It became famous in one fell swoop, it's over, this style is really deep dark fantasy♂, what a shameful one, "Ah——I'm cracked..."

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, just change your clothes..." Nero patted Zajiangmian's shoulder kindly.

"I..." Zajiangmian hesitated to speak, "Please do it as soon as possible!"

"Pfft!" The Spartan family laughed again.

After a while, Granose ran in with a jacket, stuffed it into Jajangmyeon's hand, and ran away.

The Three Spartans: "..."

"Hey, take care of my daughter!"

"Hey, take care of my sister!"

"Hey, take care of my niece!"

Zajiangmian: "..." Can I destroy the formation?

At the same time, on the earth, Kulin and Yamcha, who have passed the test of Galinta, are also working hard.

"I don't know how strong Wukong and Zhajiangmian are, and there is also Tianjin Fan...and there is no news about him and dumplings." Kulin laboriously carried the boulder, and recently they took on a responsibility for everyone in the mountains. The task of building bridges and roads can not only help everyone but also exercise themselves.

Yamucha wiped off his sweat: "I don't know, they were so powerful two years ago, and they must be even more amazing now. As for Tianjin rice and dumplings, emm, they must have never given up their efforts..."

"Well, you can't relax, or you will fall behind!" After speaking, Kulin worked harder.

At this time, Wukong in the heaven is accepting the assessment of Mr. Bobo. In three years, the developing Wukong has undergone earth-shaking changes like Zhajiangmian, both in appearance and strength.

"Wait, Zhajiangmian, I will definitely surprise you this time! There is also the child of Piccolo, I will definitely win!"

Piccolo, who is far away on the other side of the world, has a completely different style of painting. Today is the day he visits his grandparents.

As a Namekian, Piccolo doesn't need to eat much at all, but the old couple don't care about it, even though he has emphasized it again and again, but the grandparents still did their best to get a big table meals.

"Oh, Bick, eat slowly, eat slowly, no one will grab it..." The old woman looked at this grandson who had no blood relationship with her kindly, and felt very distressed in her heart. How much suffering this child has suffered , this eating look.

The old man also stopped the bowls and chopsticks. The old couple didn't eat much in the first place, so all the meals they cooked were basically prepared for Piccolo.

At the beginning, they just prepared three dishes and one soup, just like an ordinary family, but they found that Piccolo ate all the meals every time, so the old woman was worried that Piccolo hadn't Eat enough, add a little bit every time, and eat clean every time, and finally developed into this shape, slowly a large table of meals, but Bic can still easily eliminate them, and finally the couple only I can helplessly think that Piccolo is probably simply edible.

"Eat, eat, it's a blessing to be able to eat." The old man thumped his back with a happy face.

Piccolo sat across the table trying his best to solve the huge amount of meals that could feed an average family for a week.He was also very helpless, but every time the old couple didn't believe it, he had to eat more and more, because he found that if he had a little left, the old couple would always save the leftovers for a few meals.

"Well, thank you, grandpa and grandma, I'm full." Piccolo wiped his mouth after eating, and sat quietly looking at the old couple.

"Ah, old man, look at our Piccolo, he is so handsome. I wonder if he will be able to marry a beautiful girl in the future and give birth to a big fat boy..." The old lady is already enjoying the future.

"Yeah, it's very possible!" The old man nodded. He didn't have much confidence in Piccolo's appearance, but he had no doubts about Piccolo's financial strength.

"..." Piccolo could only pretend not to know.

Excuse me, you two, your child is an asexual alien and a pauper...

"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang.

"Huh? It's really strange, who will come to visit at this time?" The old woman slowly opened the door, and when she opened the door, it turned out to be Zhajiang noodles, but she couldn't recognize Zhajiang noodles after the big change.

"you are?"

"Hi! Mother-in-law, it's me, Jajangmian!" Having learned the lesson from last time, Jajangmian stayed home for several days before going out, and prepared many sets of clothes.

"Oh? Oh! Zhajiang Noodles, come here, come in quickly, Piccolo is here too, where have you been studying for the past two years, and you can't go home during the Chinese New Year, alas! You are also a poor child!" The old woman quickly stepped aside the door.

"Meet you again, Jajangmyeon!" Piccolo stood up from the sofa.

　During the epidemic, I wish you all good health, peace and happiness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)