Chapter 14 How bad is the food in Heaven?
The gods in my hometown are just a joke in Sun Dakong's opinion. Since I came to this world, I found that the Heavenly Court played with the lower world in my palm. As a god enthroned by the Heavenly Court and a member of the ruling class, the Fire Monkey will be kind and protect the monkey in the lower world? Don't talk about it.
If it is to enjoy the incense, there are more monkeys in the world, and there are so many monkey groups in various continents and seas, and how many monkey kings are there? Does it mean that every time the monkey king takes office, he will appear as a saint? The immortals will be exhausted!
Why is this fire monkey so beautiful to the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain? Could it be that Sun Dakong's human eyes could not see that there is a "natural beauty" hidden in Huaguo Mountain? It makes the Lord God of the hometown miss it?
What was the idea that the Heavenly Court had made? Sun Dakong could not infer that, but just look at the Heavenly Court's various controls on Huaguo Mountain and then look at the Heavenly Court god in front of him, Sun Dakong wanted to laugh.
The method of pulling and beating can be hidden from the monkeys, but it cannot be hidden from him. The method of carrots and sticks with one hand may not be effective for donkeys on the earth, let alone Sun Dakong. In his previous life, Professor Sun was often invited by the Capital TV station to analyze the international trends. Can this kind of pediatric method escape his eyes?
Sun Dakong believed that it was completely right to run a guy who came with a purpose.
Lord Huo Hou, who was sitting on the altar eating pies at the altar, looked completely ashamed and without any sense of honor. The pies seemed to suit his appetite, so he ate them clean in a few bites and licked his lips and asked Sun Dakong: "Monkey, are you just cursing me in circles? Well, but because the offering is quite delicious, I will spare you. Monkeykey, what is the name of this thing?"
"Pie." Sun Dakong was a little disdainful. He was a god of heaven and had never even eaten pie. Isn't there a god of food in the heaven?
"It's delicious! Monkey boy, are there anything delicious and delicious? It's very hard for me to come down from heaven. Huaguo Mountain should be filial to me..."
This is unbearable.
Sun Dakong really wanted to roll his eyes at this guy. You mysteriously ordered the monkeys to retreat just to stutter and drink, not to be ashamed? I saw someone worshiping God in my last life, and putting on offerings is a walk-through procedure, and then the offerings are given to him. The gods are also reserved, so how could they come down to eat and drink like this guy?
You said you just ate it, but you still refused to leave. You still had to ask for it. You still have to be ashamed?
"Haha, my god, according to the rules of worshiping God, shouldn't you leave after eating? There is still a supply of fullness in this offering? Besides, you are one of the twenty-eight constellations and are the main gods of the Fire Division. How can you eat more of the world's fire? Eating too much of this kind of thing is probably not good for your practice..."
The best solution is to treat such a very thick-skinned god.
The monkey looked serious and said, "No, no one tells you, the gods will not eat the fireworks of the world? This god just loves the food of the world. Don't talk too much, bring it up!"
Sun Dakong was extremely surprised: "No, can you say that the books are all lying?"
"Hey, can the monkey still read books?"
The monkey with fire waved her sleeves, and a golden light immediately covered the hole, lowered her voice and said, "I tell you, this is a lie! If the fireworks on earth are not good, Lu Dongbin's cow's nose will come down to the earth to steal food if there is anything wrong with it? After eating and drinking, he still wrote a poem outside the restaurant... Monkey boy, this god is the god of monkey appearance. He knows that all monkeys brew monkey wine, the flower and fruit mountain clock is smart and beautiful, and is beheaded by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The monkey wine brewed here is probably even better, so why don't you take it out quickly?"
"What's the good thing about food on earth? I heard that there is a peach banquet in heaven, which is mostly made of golden elixir and sacred wine, and fairy lotus and green lotus, which is not as delicious as the things here?"
"The Peach Banquet is not held every day. Besides, the fairy lotus and green lotus are all grown and served. The food is good and the taste is very average. How can you compare to the rich and delicious food on earth and enjoy eating it?"
"Isn't there any God of Food? Looking for him?"
"Don't mention this guy. He was willing to put down his figure and cook some delicious food seriously in his early years. In recent years, he just used magic to make dishes. Perfection is perfect, but he lacked the sincerity of food. Monkey boy, you are not a foodie, so how can you know that no matter how good food is without sincerity, it is garbage! By the way, Monkey wine is good, and it also needs to be served with meat. I will not quit meat, you can arrange it at will..."
This shuihuo monkey is a real gourmet, and his understanding of food has entered the philosophical category. Sun Dakong looked at this guy in surprise. He could say such a witty word. This guy is also a funny guy. It seems nothing to treat him to a meal?
"Okay, okay, I heard you're talking miserable. How bad is the food in this heaven? Let's go... Today, my old son will do a loss-making business and invite you to have some good food."
"Haha, the monkey is the monkey. What is my identity? When did I eat it for nothing? Don't worry, I can't treat you badly!"
The Huo Monkey swallowed his saliva and followed Sun Dakong with anticipation.
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I have never seen such a greedy god. Hou Xiaohua had maintained enough respect and even fear for this hometown god at first, but now she has begun to look at him with disdain.
After a large pottery jar of monkey wine was moved into a cave, it was distributed to small pots by the fire monkey. Then he picked up the branches and stirred them constantly, and smelled them while stirring them. His saliva was almost flowing down. He didn't forget to sneak an eye to see Sun Dakong who was stewing meat.
Fortunately, Sun Dakong did not let Lao Wenjing stay in the cave, otherwise the old monkey's belief would have collapsed instantly, and from then on, he began to doubt Monkey life...
Old Houer Wen Jing's favorite baby: a small can of soy sauce and a small piece of yam candy were all requisitioned by Sun Dakong. Old Houer's eyes were red with distress. This was the treasure he had accumulated over the years. The soy sauce and candy were exchanged for from the businessman with a beautiful fox skin. He couldn't bear to eat it. He felt very satisfied after looking at it a few times a day. Monkey was full of fun... He was obviously hiding in secret, so why was the king known?
Fortunately, it is used to entertain the gods in my hometown, so Lao Wenjing can only use this reason to comfort his injured heart.
The craftsmen in Aolai Country are not simple. The one Lao Wenjing changed from a businessman back then was an iron pot with a pine lid, so that he would not have to look for pine sticks everywhere when stewing meat.
Cut off a piece of the fat of the wild boar and throw it into the pot for a short while, it turned into oil. Then stir-fry the sugar. When the sugar turned golden, large pieces of wild boar were thrown into the pot. Add sugar, add soy sauce, add water, and throw it into the strange spices that can be found everywhere in the mountains. Sun Dakong pressed the lid of the pot and cooked it for a while on the high heat for a while. Then remove some of the firewood and simmered it into a low heat to simmer it slowly. The monkey who drooled the water and nodded: "Wait."
Gods also have historical limitations. Otherwise, the magic power of the gods in the Heavenly Court is boundless, so why don’t they use computers and mobile phones? Moreover, these guys think about practicing every day, extending the life of immortals, playing with mortals, and being lazy than humans in the lower realm. Now even in the glorious Tang Dynasty in Nanzhanbu Continent, they have never invented the "Dongpo Pork", let alone the stronger these gods and immortals lag behind the development of the times.
The poor Fire Monkey is just a middle god behind the gods in the Heavenly Court. He has never seen Sun Dakong's fierce operation, and he was stunned on the spot.
"I have to wait..."
Chapter completed!