pig auspicious

Since going to school, Jixiang pouted almost every day when he came back, and acted like a fool every day when he was about to leave—this once made Ao Guang wonder if Jixiang was being bullied every day on Mount Zhaoyao.

Although according to Xiaozhu's description, Qinghua is a gentle and beautiful woman, but Jixiang still regards going to school as a torture, and always looks like he has been wronged by the world.

And the listening lamp that fell from the sky magically reversed this troublesome situation.

Piggy has a strange and blind love and closeness to Tingdeng. Although Tingdeng is not as noisy as Jixiang, he seems to be willing to let Jixiang circle around him.

Jixiang's enthusiasm for going to school was completely mobilized by this handsome little face paralyzed, and finally he was no longer listless when he came back from school.Tingdeng originally planned to send Jixiang back to the East China Sea, but when Zhizhi came out to greet him, Tingdeng stopped when he smelled a scent that seemed to be absent from Zhizhi's body.

"I'm starving, I'm starving!" Jixiang said loudly.

Zhizhi ignored Ji Xiang, smiled and said to Ting Deng: "The kitchen has been prepared long ago, and I'll be waiting for you to come back."

Hearing the light struggle a bit. "Di Ye told me to go back early..."

Jixiang took Ting Deng's hand and walked in: "Oh, haven't you never eaten the food from the East China Sea? Try it and see if it matters—you can't get enough anyway."

According to Ting Deng, Di Ye seemed to think that eating too much would be bad for Ting Deng's health, so he never let Ting Deng eat.

Ji Xiang felt that being hungry was the most painful thing in the world, and he deeply believed that Ting Deng must have been abused by Di Ye.

Listen to the lights and think about it too.

The steamed buns and porridge in the morning were delicious, which made him interested in the food of Donghai.

As for Emperor Ye...

"It's okay to play for a while on the way from school once in a while."

Listen to the lamp say so.

……

Delicious sea prawns are shelled and patted into a dense shrimp paste. A slippery egg is beaten inside, pepper sesame oil and salt are added, rolled in green lotus leaves, and fragrant lotus-flavored shrimp rolls are steamed; Brown shiitake mushrooms, golden carrots, pink minced meat, and green vegetable stalks wrapped in translucent dough, and colorful fat dumplings surrounded by a circle on a snow-white porcelain plate; Stir-fried Xi Shi tongue with Lao Hua Diao, with green onion and red pepper... the dishes on the table are almost all colorful dishes made to make Ji Xiang eat more.

Jixiang’s chopsticks were always inconvenient. Zhizhi helped him scoop some dishes such as Xishi tongue into his bowl, and spread a white cotton kerchief in front of him, so that the little pig would eat shrimp sticks with his hands. Time falls all over the body.

Ting Deng implicitly expressed his satisfaction with the meal - he temporarily arranged for two maidservants to help him with the dishes, so that he could barely catch up with the child who seemed only a little bigger than Ji Xiang to eat speed.

There is no fire in the heavenly court, and most of the gods do not have a strong need for food, so even if Ting Deng eats on a daily basis, he eats fresh fruits and fine wines. It just further reflects how bland the food in the sky is, which makes people irritable.

But the Dragon Palace is different. Needless to say, the wealth of the four seas, to a large extent, does not need to abide by a bunch of inexplicable rules in the sky, so even if the Sifang Dragon King is as low-key as Ao Guang, his daily living expenses are still very luxurious.For the happiness brought by food, even the aquariums in the Dragon Palace who don't need to eat are happy to enjoy it, let alone a little pig who just came here and screamed after a meal.

Usually, Ao Guang only occasionally eats with Jixiang when he is not busy. Most of the time, besides Jixiang, there is weaving Jiumeng on the dinner table. Now there is an extra Tingdeng, and Jixiang, who has a good appetite, is immediately enthralled by Tingdeng. His skillful way of eating arouses his aggressiveness(?).So Jixiang began to pull all the plates he could get to him.

Ting Deng eats very well, chewing in small bites, and the bowls eaten are clean-if you don't count the number of empty bowls that are stacked.

"This is delicious." Ting Deng said. "Unfortunately no more."

A large plate of stir-fried Xi Shi Tong in front of him was completely eaten.

"There are still more." Zhizhi said quickly, wiping off his sweat secretly.

A table full of dishes, two little ones... It's out of proportion no matter how you look at it!

What is that scene on the desktop that looks like a locust crossing the border!

Jixiang kicked the plate in front of him unwillingly for a long time, and finally burped and pushed the plate away.

Listening to the lamp is still eating.

Zhizhi hastily instructed the maid to take away the empty plates and put new ones on them.

"You are amazing." Little Pig sincerely appreciated it.He felt that everything he had eaten had blocked his throat, but Ting Deng was still eating.

What an impressive appetite!

At this moment, Tingdeng has another skill that makes Jixiang admire.

Zhizhi glanced at the table.

When Ting Deng told Ji Xiang that Di Ye wouldn't let him eat before, Zhizhi was also slightly indignant - Ting Deng is a clean and cute kid, how could anyone have the heart to starve him!

As a result, Zhizhi broke out in a cold sweat after eating the meal.

It wasn't that Di Ye didn't let Ting Deng eat his fill, but that Ting Deng didn't have the option of [Eat full] at all!

How much have you eaten!

If it weren't for the fact that Tingdeng is no more than a normal child in the world, Zhizhi would really worry that Tingdeng would be overwhelmed by the food he ate.

Ting Deng finally raised his head and glanced at Ji Xiang, who was facing him with a swollen belly.

"Auspicious, you had a good meal in Donghai." Ting Deng made a concluding evaluation.

"Are you full?" Ji Xiang blinked.

If you don't eat enough, Dragon Palace's kitchen will be emptied!Zhizhi held his breath and concentrated.

"En." Ting Deng said slowly. "about there."

"It would be great if Jiumeng didn't get sick." Jixiang was a little melancholy. "He will make a lot of delicious snacks."

"Then I'll go see him again when he recovers." Ting Deng said.

"This sentence sounds weird..." Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"The dim sum he made is really delicious?" Ting Deng asked.

"Yeah! Jiumeng's dim sum is the best in the world!" Jixiang highly praised. "If he's awake, I can eat two more sesame candy cakes!"

"Then I'll go now..." Ting Deng stopped after speaking halfway.

Both Jixiang and Zhizhi on the opposite side were taken aback by him.

Listening to the lamp just now, calmly, without changing his expression, he lay down on the table all of a sudden!

"—Listening to the lamp?" Ji Xiang slowly climbed off the stool, went around the table and poked him.

There was no movement.

Zhizhi was almost frightened to death——Tingdeng is a distinguished guest that the Dragon King personally ordered to treat him well!Why did it fall down out of nowhere? !Don't eat it, it's really full!

Carefully turning Ting Deng over on the table, he found that Ting Deng's originally fair face had turned pink.

"What's wrong with listening to the lamp!?" Jixiang yelled.

Zhizhi calmly pressed the piglet: "Jixiang, which dish did he... eat the most?"

Stir-fried Shih Tzu tongue.

Stir-fried Xishi tongue with aged Huadiao.

There are a lot of stir-fried Xi Shi Tong with aged flower carvings.

……

"He's drunk." Zhizhi made a judgment in silence.

Ting Deng's food intake seems like a bottomless pit, but his alcohol intake doesn't seem to be very good. Even the wine added to the dishes can bring him down.

Zhizhi called a guard and took Ting Deng to rest.

Jixiang, who was full of food, wanted to see Jiumeng, but was stopped by Zhizhi.

"Drunk from listening to the lights...what should I do?" Zhizhi looked worried.

"What should I do?" asked the little pig.

Zhizhi went mad for a moment: "He is a distinguished guest! He is still so young!! He passed out drunk in the East China Sea!! What if His Majesty finds out! Just went to sleep like this? What if his family finds out ?!"

"I don't know what to do." Jixiang thought for a while, and humbly asked for advice: "What do you think should be done?"

He just kindly invited his friends to stay for dinner, but he didn't expect to be troubled by his parents.

"He's your friend!" Zhizhi almost wanted to pinch Jixiang's white and tender neck: "You figure out a way!"

Zhizhi is just a little palace maid, although she is clever, she has not much experience after all.

"Hmm..." Jixiang was dazed by Zhizhi's cry: "Think of a way to sober up Ting Deng?"

"Yes!" Zhizhi instantly sobered up: "I went to the kitchen to find hangover soup..."

"I'm going to find Jiumeng..." Jixiang volunteered, but was kicked away by Zhizhi: "Go and listen to the lamp with you!"

Ting Deng is his friend, if he is not feeling well, he has to take care of him... Seems like that should be the case.

So Jixiang hummed and chirped to find Tingdeng.

Ting Deng, who was drunk just now, was arranged to rest in a small side hall nearby. Ji Xiang was so uncomfortable that he walked and played all the way and slowly got there.

"Which one?" Jixiang stood under the corridor and asked the guard who had taken Ting Deng away just now.

The guard made a 'asleep' gesture. "The third room."

"Listen to the light~~~" Ji Xiang stood on tiptoe and pushed open the door.

The luminous pearl in the room was covered with light-colored soft silk, revealing a hazy light.

"Listen to the lights~~~" Jixiang called.

The quilt on the bed was bulged and slightly undulating, looking like a deep sleeper.

Jixiang walked over and sat down on the bed beside the bed. He felt that his stomach was squeezed and uncomfortable when he sat down, so he stood up again.

Listening to the lamp, he seems to be sleeping soundly. He is a bit boring to be alone.Jixiang stretched his neck to look at the listening lights.

Ting Deng curled up in the middle of the big bed, and the autumn-colored brocade enveloped him completely.

Ji Xiang rubbed his chin: "Listen to the light~ Sleeping with your head covered is a bad habit~"

This is what Ao Guang told him. When Ji Xiang first arrived in the Dragon Palace, because he continued the habit of drilling straw piles, he always got his whole body into the quilt when he was sleeping-so he was often forced to leave by the Dragon King when he was sleeping soundly. Pull it out from the quilt and expose your head to correct this bad habit.

There was an even sound of breathing from under the quilt.

"Where is your head~Sleep out~" Jixiang knelt on the bed with one foot, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

"...Huh?" Jixiang paused while holding the quilt.

A strange thing appeared from under the quilt, covered with beautiful white scales, which looked even more radiant in the dim light-the scales ended with a small black hoof.