Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

Zhu Bajie also picked up a crab and threw it in, asking doubtfully.

He has participated in many banquets, and it was the first time he saw people eating around a pot.

Tang Seng didn't speak, feeling that it was almost done, he picked it up lightly.

Looking at the huge lobster, Tang Seng tore off a big pliers.

"It tastes good!"

The spicy feeling in the mouth gave Tang Seng an aftertaste.

Sichuan spicy hot pot, so nostalgic taste.

Sun Wukong and the others, who looked suspicious, quickly ordered a piece to eat.

"Wow! How is this so spicy!"

After taking a bite, Zhu Bajie exclaimed.

"It's the flame spirit grass!"

Sun Wukong also felt it, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he has eaten a lot of spicy food, the taste is obviously not so unique.

The food is not very delicious, but the feeling of several people eating around the pot is indeed very good.

Monkey King and the others were surprised, and the monkeys sitting around also made a lot of exclamations.

Compared with the delicacies among them, they are more curious about this way of eating.

"That's right! Bajie, go and call Xiaobailong in."

While talking, Tang Seng took out two boxes of glutinous rice balls and poured them in.

"Master, what is this?"

Zhu Bajie was obviously attracted by the things in Tang Seng's hands.

The colorful glutinous rice balls look like nothing ordinary.

"You bastard, you know how to eat!"

Seeing Zhu Bajie staring at the food, Tang Seng said helplessly.

"Master! Let me go!"

Seeing that Zhu Bajie didn't move, Drifting replied softly.

Monkey King next to him glanced at it, but didn't care.

After fighting Tang Seng himself, he was no longer surprised by these things, and besides, he had eaten them before.

After a while, the little white dragon came.

"Master! This thing actually contains mana."

After waiting for a while, Zhu Bajie quickly picked up a glutinous rice ball to eat, with a shocked expression on his face.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him, and they were all eating food.

At the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave, there are still a steady stream of shrimp soldiers and crabs coming with food.

"What, you said they eat around the pot one by one?"

Sitting in the Crystal Palace, the Dragon King of the East China Sea looked at Prime Minister Turtle in astonishment.

"That's right! The Water Curtain Cave is now full of stoves, and the holy monk and many monkey tribes are all eating around the iron pot."

Prime Minister Turtle nodded, with surprise in his eyes.

It's the first time I've seen people eating like this after living such an old age.

After pondering for a while, the Dragon King of the East China Sea said: "You will bring some good wine to go, and pass a message for me by the way..."

"it is good!"

Prime Minister Turtle nodded and didn't say much.

In the Water Curtain Cave!

"Eldest brother, it's hot enough, and you still use flame spirit grass!"

Zhu Bajie, who was sweating profusely after eating, watched Monkey King's movements and shouted.

"Eating hot pot must be spicy, otherwise what's the point?"

Sun Wukong, who was also so hot that his face was red and his ears were red, said solemnly.

After such a short time, he has fallen in love with this feeling.

"Wukong is right!"

Tang Seng sitting next to him also nodded in agreement.

"Holy monk!"

"Hey! It's Prime Minister Turtle, do you want to sit together?"

Seeing Prime Minister Gui who had gone and returned, Tang Seng invited him.

"Don't bother the holy monk, I'm sending a pot of fine wine to the holy monk under the order of the Dragon King."

As he spoke, Prime Minister Turtle took out an exquisite jug from his cuff.

Tang Seng glanced at it, and his eyes lit up instantly.

It must not be a simple thing for Prime Minister Gui to deliver it in person, and it is very likely that he tasted it last year.

Tang Seng took it over, opened the lid of the pot and smelled it lightly, it was really as he thought.

"The old dragon king is really polite, thank him for the poor monk."

Tang Seng, who put down the jug, said solemnly.

"You don't need to be polite, the holy monk. The Dragon King is inconvenient now, otherwise he must have a boozy drink with the holy monk."

Prime Minister Gui cupped his hands and responded respectfully.

"The poor monk understands that the poor monk will seek justice for him in the future."

Tang Seng naturally understood the difficulties of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, all because of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"So, thank you Saint Monk!"

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"Master, what is it that makes you care so much?"

When Prime Minister Turtle appeared, Zhu Bajie had been staring at the flagon. Now that Prime Minister Turtle had left, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Quantity is limited, only one cup per person!"

Gently shaking the jug, Tang Seng ignored him.

Although it was a good thing, the people in front of him were all his closest friends in Journey to the West, and Tang Seng would naturally not care about anything outside his body.

Several people did not speak, they all looked at what was poured out of the cup.

I don't know if the old Dragon King did the math, just five cups.

Grabbing his own cup, Zhu Bajie immediately drank it down.

"It's actually the royal wine comparable to heaven!"

Zhu Bajie, who smacked his mouth, looked surprised.

Hearing this, Monk Sha and Xiao Bailong picked it up quickly and took a sip.

They are no better than Monkey King and Zhu Bajie, but they have never drank imperial wine.

"Junior brother Sha, my old pig drinks fast, you still have so much, give me a sip?"

Seeing that Drifting still had a lot left, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but chattered.

"No! The master said that one drink per person."

Although Drifting is honest, he also knows that this is a good thing.

Seeing Zhu Bajie looking over, Xiao Bailong on the side immediately felt bored.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie curled his lips, and the words in his mouth were blocked.

Chapter 57

After eating the hot pot for seven days and seven nights, the ingredients in the East China Sea Dragon Palace have never been broken.

Tang Seng and the others were all rubbing their stomachs and lazily leaning on the stone chair, only Zhu Bajie was still not happy with each other.

"Tsk tsk! My old pig can eat enough this time."

Although it is not a very good ingredient, it comes from Dragon Palace after all.

In all these years as a monster, he has never eaten such delicious food.

This opportunity is rare, and of course not to be missed.

Tang Seng and the others couldn't hold on, especially those monkey people.

At this moment, he looked up and saw a monkey lying on the ground in the water curtain cave.

There is enough to eat, and I just sleep on the floor, and I drink too much, and I am drowsy holding the wine jar.

"Now that you've finished eating, what should you do?"

Tang Seng, who was rubbing his stomach, said lightly.

I'm a little stuffed, it's time to get a good night's sleep.

"Master! Let's get busy then."

Sun Wukong and the others nodded and left.

"Master! My old pig is only half full, so I won't accompany you!"

Zhu Bajie, who brushed out a large piece of meat, said vaguely.

Tang Seng, who shook his head, didn't say anything.

Now that you are on vacation, it will make you feel comfortable, and you will be on the road later, but it will not be so comfortable.

The remaining seven days passed slowly, and Tang Seng ate the remaining flat peach.

Not only provided him with 800 years of Taoism, but also ten water system rules.

The new year is here, and it's time to start working again.

"Why hasn't Bajie come here yet?"

Glancing at Monkey King and the others beside him, Tang Seng looked annoyed,

Every time it is this guy who grinds and chirps, he is more time-stuck than him.

Just as he wanted Monk Sha to yell, he saw Zhu Bajie with a big belly running towards him grabbing a lot of food in the distance.

After eating for half a month, I still haven't had enough.

"Master! Wait for me!"

Seeing Zhu Bajie running towards him, Monkey King scolded with a smile. "You idiot! The card point is worse than the master."

"Wukong, let's go, the time is coming."

Tang Seng glanced at the sky and urged him.

"okay!"

As time passed and the stars moved, several people came to the road of learning scriptures again.

"Hey! Going to work again!"

Zhu Bajie, who was carrying a nine-toothed rake and holding food in his hand, made another sound of emotion.

Glancing at Zhu Bajie, Tang Seng was indeed thinking about the next trip.