Chapter 2990 4.590 There Is Something Wrong with the Holy Son

How much food do you have to be able to pack so many meals in your inner world!

The little priest next to Lord Saint Child cautiously reminded him, "My lord, that paralyzed face often sells black prices..."

There is really no need for our family to spend so much spirit coins to buy sky-high-priced dishes with a paralyzed face!

"Pfft." The two sons of the Dou family couldn't help but sneered.

In fact, from the beginning, the two wanted to laugh, but because of the face of Miyan, they endured so hard!

Mr. Qiaoqiao was full at this time, took the pot of fish soup from Duanyue, took it for himself, and then handed him a pair of clean chopsticks and a bowl of rice, motioning him to eat.

Hearing Lord Saint Son's inquiry, Xiao Mianmu said expressionlessly, "A pot of 200,000 spirit coins. A small bowl of 20,000!"

"Pfft, cough, cough, cough." Qi Xuanxuan was hurriedly blocked by the quick-eyed little fat man before she spit out her mouthful of rice.

"Don't spray Xuanxuan ancestors, don't spray!" They have to continue eating for a while, big sister.

Saint Miyan's face was dark and dark, and after holding it for a long time, he said, "Your price is more expensive than the sky-high price of holy rice from Caidie Xuan in Longyan City!"

Qiao Mu looked up at him lightly, with a poor expression on his face, "You can't afford it, what are you asking!"

Just a waste of her saliva.

Crowd: ...

The little priest couldn't help but secretly reminded Lord Holy Son, "Sir, in fact, we don't need to talk to the little face paralysis."

Is there something wrong with this holy son? He has to tease and talk to a paralyzed face, and every time the little girl is so angry that his chest suffocates and he vomits blood. Isn't this a disease?

"Pa!" A slap landed on the priest's head, and the Son said coldly, "Shut up."

"Here's a small bowl!" The Son said angrily.

The crowd couldn't help but want to laugh.

With no expression, Xiao Mian paralyzed Lord Shengzi with a bowl of fresh fish soup and let Lu Yu hand it over to him.

Saint Son took a sip and immediately felt the difference.

This fish soup feels like it's being cooked in a restaurant, and you can taste the fresh aroma, and it seems that your tongue will melt when you take a bite.

Compared to his half lukewarm rice, this bowl of fresh fish soup is a bit hot!

After Lord Saint Son finished drinking a bowl of fish soup, he turned his face away and stopped talking.

Duanyue and them here, three by three after lunch, finally stopped.

Qiao Mu put all the tableware and chopsticks in, and let the hard-working balls wash away.

Lord Shengzi suddenly said with a cold face, "Is there any buns for sale?"

"puff……"

Dare to love, the Son is not full!

Lord Saint Son added, "The hot one."

"Five hundred spirit coins for a bun!"

You should go into the robbery business, it's more suitable for you!

Everyone complained in their hearts, and then they heard Eldest Young Master Qin say, "Come on two."

Looking back to see Qin Jiu looking at him with a pitiful expression, the eldest son Qin choked and said hurriedly, "Come four!"

"Six." Qin Er said lightly.

The eldest son of Qin silently took out his purse, took out 3,000 spirit coins and handed it to Xiao Mianpai, and exchanged it for six hot meat buns.

With a paralyzed face, he put away the money, took out a pot of spiritual tea from the inner world, and poured a cup for each of Mo Lian and Duan Yue.

Lord Shengzi, who was nibbling on the meat buns dryly, couldn't help but want to spray her, "I'll buy your buns, and you have to make me a cup of tea too."