Yang Shangwu ate the third bowl at the same speed.

By the fourth bowl, his eating speed slowed down a little. After the fourth bowl was finished, everyone was so shocked that they held their breath and couldn't speak!

"Monk?"

Although Lu Shan hopes to win the bet, he doesn't want something to happen to Yang Shangwu. If something goes wrong with food, that thousand dans of grain and ten fat pigs are not as good as Yang Shangwu.

Yang Shangwu burped slightly and grinned, "It's okay, Mr. Lu, I can still eat!"

So, Yang Shangwu picked up the fifth bowl of meat rice and started eating. This bowl was a bit slow, almost the sum of the first four bowls of time.

Until the last mouthful was swallowed into Yang Shangwu's throat, shocking applause suddenly erupted around him!

Zhuang Tao was even more amazed. Five bowls of meat rice were a full bucket. This Yang Shangwu can really be described as a "rice bucket"!

It’s incredible that there is such a person who can eat in this world!

"I'm full, I'm full, I haven't eaten so much for a long time!" Yang Shangwu touched his stomach and smiled silly!

"Mr. Lu, your subordinate is such a strange man!" Zhuang Tao exclaimed.

"He is a foodie!" Lu Shan said with a smile.

"Mr. Lu, when will I hand over a thousand dans of grain and ten large fat pigs to you?" Zhuang Tao said.

"Can you help transport these grains and fat pigs to Yilan City?"

"This is not a big problem. I still have this ability in the banker!" Zhuang Tao nodded.

"Thank you then!"
Chapter completed!