Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

The vegetarian banquet, a wide variety of delicious vegetarian dishes filled the entire imperial garden.

The maids set the table for the king, queen, master and apprentice, etc. The service was orderly.

Bajie pushed the porcelain bowl in front of him away, stood up and moved the bucket of rice not far away to the table, and said with a grin, "I, the old pig, find it troublesome, so I'll eat it here instead of bothering you to make more trips."

After saying that, he buried his head in eating.

Wukong turned slightly to the side with some disgust. He didn't want to indulge in food, so he picked up the nearest banana, peeled it and took a big bite.

With such a small bowl in front of him, Bajie ate one bite at a time. It would take more than just running several times, at least a marathon to fill him up.

Bajie didn't care about the occasion and just ate with a smacking of his lips. The king and queen were so frightened that they didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks and just stared at Bajie eating like a fool.

It was also the first time for them to know that their own rice was so delicious.

Sha Seng raised his bowl and nudged Bajie with his elbow awkwardly, "Second Brother, your eating manners are too ugly. Please pay attention to the occasion."

Bajie, with half of his face exposed in the mountain of rice, didn't care at all, "I've always eaten like this."

"Alas~" Upon hearing this, Sha Seng could only silently pick up the food and stuff it into his mouth.

The king quietly ordered his men to cook more food to ensure that the master and his disciples had enough to eat.

"Master, your disciple eats so much. Can you usually get this much by begging?"

The king was very curious, because Bajie alone was enough to eat a whole day's food for a family of four.

Who in normal people's home would cook so much food in one meal?

Without waiting for Tang Shan to answer, the king added quietly, "It must be difficult to support her."

"Forehead……"

Tang Shan thought about her words. If you say he is easy to feed, then he eats a lot. If you say he is difficult to feed, then he will put anything in his mouth without being picky.

How can I describe Bajie well?

So, a compromise statement came out, "It's okay, haha."

The king heard this dry laugh as a forced smile and pretense of lightness.

He seemed to have found a reason to convince Tang Shan to be his son-in-law, "If you become their son-in-law, they will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

Tang Shan was speechless. Could it be that the king regarded them as ascetics?

But the problem is that Tang Shan, the richest bald man on the planet, and his apprentices live a life of luxury every day.

As for those treasures, any of them in the sky or on the earth can be snatched by Tang Shan as long as she wants.

Naturally, Wukong and Sha Wujing looked down upon the king's temptation. As for Bajie, he was confused and it was hard to say, but his opinion was not important.

Wukong threw down a banana peel and said with a smile, "My master's net worth alone, in liquid funds alone, is worth tens of millions of gold, not to mention any real estate (the Huaguoshan tourist area)."

Looking from the king's perspective: Bajie and Sha Seng nodded several times while eating to show their agreement with what Wukong said.

"Cough cough cough" He choked on a mouthful of soup and couldn't help coughing.

Tens of millions of gold, even if he puts all his efforts into it, he might not be able to get that much.

It seems that he needs to re-evaluate the monks in front of him.

"Your Majesty, how could you be so careless?"

The queen quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the water stains from his mouth. She said in a low voice, so that only he could hear it, "Wouldn't it be better to have money?"

The queen winked at the king, and he suddenly understood.

Yes! If he stayed in India, money wouldn't be a problem in the future.

Wukong's ears moved slightly, and the abacus beads almost jumped onto his face.

"Master, they..."

"Hey~" Tang Shan handed Wukong a banana, "Don't worry, even if others don't know who Master is, don't you know him?"

Wukong, holding a banana in his mouth, was stunned. Stingy? Money-loving?

He chewed a few mouthfuls of the soft, sweet banana flesh. Unexpectedly, his master knew him quite well!