Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

"Oh, what a strange person."

He returned to the kitchen with a sigh, and saw the minced meat on the plate, which was supposed to be put back in the refrigerator.

After thinking about it, depending on the guy's obsession with meat, maybe he will come back to eat again, so he fetched some steamed buns and made some roujiamo, and then started to prepare his own dinner.

He is not Zong Kui, he still likes to eat vegetables.

Mr. Tiger is fast enough to go to the Olympics, so he ran back to the rented house before transforming.

The clothes fell to the floor, and then a tabby cat arched its head through the pile of clothes.

"I really want to be struck by lightning!"

why?Because he didn't eat the meat as far as his mouth, can he not be angry?

Mr. Tiger was so angry that he stretched out his paws and beat the ground, thinking of the consequences of doing so, he stopped quickly.

Looking around, all the things he bought were delivered, and Dan Hua also gave him a lot of daily necessities.

Seeing the marker pen, he rolled his eyes and thought of a good way.

Mr. Tiger found a piece of paper, pulled off the cap of the marker pen, and wrote two lines on the paper.

Clamp it with a clip, string a plastic rope, make a simple collar, and put it around your neck.

It is a bit difficult for Mr. Tiger to do these tasks in the cat form, but the power of the foodie is infinite, and he does it quickly and well.

After everything was settled, he jumped out of the bedroom window and went straight to Zong Jue's house.

Zong Jue had just put the fried vegetables on the plate when he heard meowing from the door.

He looked up, and saw a tabby cat with the word king on its forehead coming in from outside.

There was a piece of paper hanging around the kitten's neck. When it got closer and looked at it carefully, Zong Jue sneered.

——I’m hungry and want to eat meat, Dr. Lu said I can eat meat~

"Where's Zong Kui?" he asked.

The kitten looked up, looked at him with wet eyes, and meowed.

"Did you go out for another day, look, the hair is all dirty."

The kitten's paws were black, and Zong Jue wanted to clean it up, but remembered that the cat was manic, so he had to hold back.

Said: "What Dr. Lu said doesn't count. He can only treat people, not animals."

Mr. Tiger looked at his paws following Zong Jue's gaze.

Oh, it's not ash, it's rubbed with a marker pen. He jumped two steps forward, rubbed Zongjue with his forehead, and meowed in a soft voice.

——People only know Dr. Lu, that's why I mentioned him, give me meat, Zong Kui said let you give me meat~

The kitten looks so cute, this time Zong Jue couldn't hold it back, he reached out to touch its head, and said, "There is a small grilled fish at home, I'll get it."

——Hey, I've been selling cute for a long time, so you give me fish?Whether you can read or not, this paper clearly says to eat meat!

Mr. Tiger was upset, and changed his limp cry to a threatening one—woo!

This trick worked quite well, and Zong Jue really didn't dare to touch it.

When Mr. Tiger saw the Roujiamo on the plate, he had an idea, jumped up and yelled at Zongjue a few times.

Afraid of being bitten by it, Zong Jue hurriedly hid, and said with a wry smile, "Do you have rabies after all? Your mood changes so quickly."

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Mr. Tiger jumped onto the table with ease, bit the plate in his mouth, turned around and ran away.

When Zongjue realized that he had already run out, Zongjue chased after him anxiously, and shouted, "Little wild cat, come back quickly! You can't eat that thing!"

If you want me to pay it back, I will pay it back, you think I am stupid!

Mr. Tiger used a little magic, jumped onto the eaves, stepped on the bricks and ran a few steps on the roof, and returned to his rented house.

He put down the plate, used both paws, grabbed the Roujiamo and stuffed it into his mouth a few times.

One was not enough to satisfy his hunger, so he immediately stuffed the second and third, and the plate was empty in a blink of an eye, and he was only half full.

Just made so many, too stingy!

The last Roujiamo was too precious. Mr. Tiger was reluctant to swallow it in one bite. He grabbed the bun and bit it bit by bit. He was tasting the aroma of the meat when his phone rang.

Seeing that the caller was Zong Jue, Mr. Tiger put down his favorite food.

It took a long time to slide the button away with its claws, and said in human language: "Xiao Jue, what's the matter?"

"Your cat is here again, and even robbed me of a plate of Roujiamo."

"That's right," Mr. Tiger took a small bite of the Roujiamo, chewed it slowly, and said, "I'm busy now, so I can't make it through for now, don't be angry, I'll pay you back later."

"It's not about the money, but you have to discipline it well. Cats can't eat those messy things."

"Roujiamo is delicious, why is it such a mess?"

"That's for people, and cats are not people."

"Oh, then when it comes back, I'll beat it...ah no, I'll discipline it."

The roujiamo was so fragrant, Mr. Tiger sighed in satisfaction, Zong Jue asked doubtfully on the opposite side: "Why is there a cat meowing? It has already gone back?"

"No! No! It's the cat on the TV meowing!"

"Then do you still want to eat? There is still some meat."

Mentally, Mr. Tiger wants to go, but physically...

Looking down at his figure, he thought depressingly, Zong Jue wouldn't give him meat even if he passed.

"A client just called for work. I have to go right away. I won't eat dinner. You save it for me. I'll eat it tomorrow, no, tomorrow morning!"

"OK."

The two said good night, and as soon as the phone was hung up, Mr. Tiger immediately threw the remaining meat into his mouth, and lay down on the floor with his wallet and pillow in his arms.

He thought that he would come over early tomorrow morning, lest Zong Jue eat the minced meat.

Mr. Tiger didn't bother Zong Jue that night because he couldn't change people.

He thought that he would see him after he slept anyway, so he was not in a hurry, so he could take advantage of this time to recharge his energy and prepare for future contacts.

Mr. Tiger’s so-called rejuvenation is to watch those pornographic CDs that Danhua gave him. They are quite good, and Mr. Tiger is amazed.

Only he couldn't think of those movements, and there was nothing he couldn't do. He watched and wondered how to use it on Zong Jue, and fell asleep after thinking about it.

Mr. Tiger's wishful thinking was in vain. The next morning, he woke up and opened his eyes. He stretched himself to get dressed, and a paw came into view.

He quickly looked at the other side, which was also the paw—an unexpected situation happened, he didn't take a nap to refresh his spirit like the previous few times, and he turned back into a human form!

Dry!

Mr. Tiger went crazy, jumped up and ran to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, there was no handsome guy in it, only a handsome cat.

But no matter how handsome a cat is, it's still a cat, and Zong Jue won't accept a cat's hookup!

He wanted to cry but had no tears, threw himself to the floor on his back, thought for a while and thought of the possibility.

Yesterday, in order to please Zongjue, after selling the herbs, he used spiritual skills to fly to the mountain for the second time to pick wild fruits, and made juice for Zongjue to drink.

It must be because the spiritual overdraft is too severe, so he needs to continue to recuperate.

Let you pretend, let you pretend, pretend to be struck by lightning!

Mr. Tiger slapped himself on the forehead, thinking that he might as well be killed by a lightning strike.

There was a lot of clothes piled up in front of him, all of which he borrowed from Zong Sui yesterday, but he couldn't wear any of them.

Mr. Tiger was depressed for a while, ran to open the window, lay down on the window sill and looked at the next door.

Zongji Butcher Shop has opened, and there are many customers at the door, relishing the smell of meat, and Mr. Tiger's stomach is rumbling like a drum.

The self-esteem belonging to the beast succumbed to hunger, so he repeated the old trick, wrote a few words on the paper with a marker, hung it around his neck, and went to the landlady's house to beg for food.

The landlady was cleaning the flower shop, and saw a cat strolling in, with a piece of paper hanging around its neck——

Beautiful and kind landlady, I am hungry, can I have some meat?

"Little cutie is hungry, I'll get it for you right away."

Seeing the small animals, the landlady was overwhelmed with love, and ran to the kitchen to get a small bowl of milk and a small plate of miscellaneous grains.

Mr. Tiger was disgusted. He felt that human beings' communication skills were too poor. It was clearly written on the paper that people who eat meat should drink milk!

It purred dissatisfiedly, and the landlady could not understand it, and thought it was happy.

He patted its head and said, "Eat more, I still have a lot at home. I'll get it for you after I finish eating."

Well, although it is not meat, it can always fill the stomach, and it is better than nothing.

Mr. Tiger reluctantly ate the food, and also ate the bread that the landlady gave him.

After eating and drinking enough, he went back to his room to sleep, thinking that if he had enough energy, he could turn back into a human when he opened his eyes again.