Journey To The West: Cultural Invasion Beginning With Comics

Mu You cooked a lot at one time, and when one hundred people finished eating, there was still half a pot of fried rice left.

The leftover fried rice is naturally not to be wasted.

"All third-level members of the bookstore can enter Tianxianglou for free.""

As soon as the news was announced, the door was boiling again.

For a third-level member, you need to recharge 500 yuan!

Those who can charge up to 500 pips are local tyrants.

At present, the third-level members of the bookstore are only twenty.

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Chumo, Du He and other third-level members walked out of the crowd arrogantly, facing the envious eyes of the crowd, walked into the hall, each brought a plate of fried rice with eggs over, picked up their spoons and started to eat.

Soon, one by one, they joined the ranks of ‘Ascension’.

Looking at the exaggerated eating patterns of several people, the pedestrians outside the door only felt more and more hungry – up.

"Is it necessary to be a third-level member? Is it possible for the shopkeeper to be a second-level member? 35

"Yeah, the shopkeeper, let's go in and eat as well!

"I don't ask for more, just let me take a bite!

Several second-level members couldn't help begging.

In response, Mu You just smiled and shook his head.

The membership of the bookstore is clearly defined, which is Mu You's strategy from the very beginning.

The advantages of senior members must be reflected everywhere, so as to promote krypton gold more effectively.

After Cheng Chumo and the others finished eating one plate, they immediately went to take out another plate, and ate wildly again.

This operation stunned everyone outside the door. Isn't it one plate per person? Can you eat unlimited?

"Today's food, unlimited supply for members above the third level. 39 Mu You added another fire.

"Anything like this?

"Isn't that only 500? I've charged it!" In the crowd, a local tyrant businessman waved his hand and threw 500. He was promoted to the third-level member on the spot and joined the team of "Ascension".

"I'm coming too!""

"And me! 35

"Five hundred pieces only, little money!

"Go away, the old lady came first, I'll charge a thousand!

There are quite a few local tyrants in the Tang Dynasty, and if they bombed it casually, a dozen or 20 local tyrants and rich wives would be exploded.

Even some people who are not so wealthy still choose to recharge for a bite of egg fried rice.

After a while, the number of third-level members of the bookstore exceeded fifty.

Mu You looked at this scene with a smile, his eyes flashing with the light exclusively for profiteers.

Looking around, his eyes suddenly stopped on the last monk in the crowd.

Seeing the handsome monk dressed as a tall monk, Mu You's eyes lit up.

At the end of the crowd, the little monk Bianji stood on tiptoe and looked at the scene in the hall, only to feel extremely hungry in his stomach and gulping saliva.

Next to Xuanzang looked at his disciple's performance and couldn't help but sigh: "Amitabha!"

He finally knew what he lost to, and he also knew very well that this time the loss was not wrong.

Faced with such temptations, even if Buddha Ancestor came to teach the scriptures in person, he probably wouldn't be able to bring back a few people.

While thinking about it, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Dianji, go back with the teacher immediately!"

"Oh" The little monk was still a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to disobey the master's words, so he nodded.

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"Elder Tang, stay! 35

At this moment, a call sounded from behind.

The two stopped walking.

Xuanzang turned around and looked at Mu You who appeared behind him strangely.

"This benefactor, are you calling a poor monk?"

Xuanzang recognized Mu You as soon as he saw it. This person is the chef of Tian Xiang Lou today, and the culprit who stole his pilgrims these days.

"Sorry Sorry, I'm used to it, it should be Master Xuanzang!"

Mu You laughed and remembered that Xuanzang hadn't gotten the name Tang Sanzang at this time.

"Does the donor recognize the poor monk?" Xuanzang was a little surprised.

"Of course, Master Chen Xuanzang, son of Haizhou champion Chen Guangrui, famous 'Jiang Liu'er', who doesn't know Chang'an?

Mu You smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Xuanzang, if you're not busy, you might as well come with me to the Tianxiang Lou!

Xuanzang glanced at Mu You in surprise. He didn't expect that this person not only knew his name, but even his background so well.

・・・・For flowers・・・

After hesitating for a while, he still nodded and followed Mu You into Tianxianglou. The little novice behind him immediately followed.

Taking the two into the private room on the second floor, Mu You served a plate of fried rice for each of them.

"Two masters, please use it! Don't worry, the egg in this fried rice is a male-free egg, and monks can also eat it!"

The so-called maleless egg, that is, the egg that is not fertilized, cannot evolve into life, and is considered a vegetarian among monks.

Xuanzang heard the words and wanted to refuse immediately. However, the rich aroma followed closely into his nose, and he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a sound.

The little novice next to him doesn't care about that much. As soon as he starts the fried rice, he will eat it without thinking.

"In this way, I would like to thank the benefactor for the gift!" Xuanzang sighed and had no choice but to pay his respects.

After he finished speaking, he also picked up the spoon and tasted it one by one.

Although Xuanzang tried his best to maintain his elegant eating appearance, the speed of swiping his spoon increased unconsciously.

Soon after a plate of fried rice with eggs, Xuanzang let out a long sigh, feeling extremely satisfied.

The little novice continued to lick his lips, his face still full of meaning.

"How about it, Elder Tang, if you still want to eat, you can have a plate!" Mu You suggested with a smile.

The little monk's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly used his eyes to urge the master to agree.

Xuanzang glared at him, looked back at Mu You, and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, thank you for your kindness, we monks have precepts, and we should not be overly greedy for our appetites, as we are afraid we will fail the kindness of our benefactors. Xuanzang, not some kind of Elder Tang!"5

Having said that, Xuanzang glanced at Mu You a little strangely. He now wondered if Mu You had mistaken him and confused him with a man named Elder Tang, so he invited him in for dinner.

"Don't worry, you will be Tang Sanzang soon..." Mu You chuckled.

"Sir, what did you say?

"Oh, nothing!"

Mu You waved his hand, looked at Xuanzang, and said sternly: "Actually, I invited Master Xuanzang over today to ask you if you are interested in being an anchor." Ding.

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