Little Guga couldn't reach the table, so he stood on tiptoe and jumped twice on the edge of the table. Still, he could only see a corner of the plate of fish on the table.
She turned her head, raised her face and sent out a series of aggrieved words Little Guga towards Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan took a roasted chicken leg from the table and handed it to her.
Little Guga held the chicken legs in his two short hands, sat on the chair and swayed his two short legs, gnawing with bulging cheeks, and the oil flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped on the saliva towel.
Tinplate Little Guga didn't eat. It stood by the table, its eyelights flashing time and time again, as if scanning every dish on the table.
After a while, it stretched out its iron hand, accurately picked up a plate of braised pork, and handed it to Fat Little Guga.
Fat Little Guga was stunned for a moment, and then patted Tinplate Little Guga's shoulder with his oily hand, which made Tinplate Little Guga's shoulder make a clanging sound.
Tinplate Little Guga tilted a bit, then stood firm again, his eyelights flashed twice, and he didn't seem to mind.
Muscle Little Guga was sitting at the other end of the long table, with his arms resting on the table and six plates of food piled in front of him.
The way it eats is as bold as its size, one bite at a time, and it almost bites into the plate.
Sea Maiden next to me came over with new dishes. When he saw the pile of empty plates, he twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around to go to the kitchen to order the dishes.
Ghost Little Guga floated on top of the table, its translucent body looking even more illusory in the heat of the food.
It doesn't eat, but the two blue light spots slowly sweep across the table, as if observing everyone's eating habits.
Doro was squeezed between Little Guga and Fat Little Guga, holding a Ju Zi in his two short hands that was bigger than his head, chewing it until his face was covered with juice.
Little Guga saw its Ju Zi, curiously approached it and poked it with its paw. Doro hesitated, broke off a piece and handed it to her.
Little Guga took the Ju Zi flap and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up instantly.
Bo Saixi Looking at all this, I felt my head hurting.
A Little Guga, she has long been used to it.
But one Little Guga and a group of Little Guga are two different things.
One Little Guga is cute, but a group of Little Guga is a disaster.
"Jiang Lan." Bo Saixi finally spoke.
Jiang Lan was standing on the chair, picking at the legs of the roasted suckling pig with his two short hands, trying to pull it out of the plate.
Hearing Bo Saixi call him, Jiang Lan turned his head, still holding a piece of meat that he didn't know when he put it in his mouth. "Huh?"
"Can these Little Guga... can be taken back?" Bo Saixi asked.
"Yes." Jiang Lan let go of the suckling pig's legs, jumped down from the chair, and patted the oil on his hands, "But it costs a lot of Soul Power to summon it once, and it also costs Soul Power to take it back. Anyway, we have summoned them all, let them have a good meal before taking them away."
Bo Saixi glanced at the pile of empty plates on the table, and then at Fat Little Guga who was still stuffing things into his mouth.
"They have eaten a lot." Bo Saixi said.
"Fat Little Guga has just begun." Jiang Lan pointed at the pile of untouched plates in front of Fat Little Guga.
Bo Saixi looked along his fingers.
Fat Little Guga There are indeed at least ten untouched dishes in front of him.
It was stuffing things into its mouth with both short hands at the same time, a roasted chicken on the left and a roasted fish on the right. Its cheeks were so bulging that even its neck was invisible.
Bo Saixi was silent for two breaths.
"Sea Maiden." Bo Saixi shouted.
A Sea Maiden ran over from the side.
"Go to the kitchen again and add servings for fifty people." When Bo Saixi said this, his expression was still calm, but his voice was filled with a tiredness that sounded like resignation.
Sea Maiden was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran to the kitchen.
The excitement in the side hall lasted for nearly an hour.
Little Guga finished eating three chicken legs, two bowls of fish soup, and one Ju Zi, and was taking a nap on the table.
Fat Little Guga finally finished all the dishes in front of him, leaned back on the chair, and purred with satisfaction.
Tinplate Little Guga stood next to Fat Little Guga. The eye light flashed much slower than before, probably because the battery was almost exhausted.
Muscle Little Guga had finished eating the plate piled up in front of him and was picking his teeth with a fish bone.
Ghost Little Guga floated to the corner of the side hall, its translucent body huddled up, not knowing what it was doing.
Jiang Lan came to Fat Little Guga and asked, "Sister, how was your food?"
Fat Little Guga touched his belly and said, "Not bad, it's delicious."
Other Little Guga responded one after another, saying that they were very satisfied with the meal.
Fat Little Guga thought of something and took out a bucket of fried chicken and said, "Here is this for you, little brother. This is Stinky Chicken Fried Fried Fried made by Chef Guga. It's very delicious."
Jiang Lan stared at the bucket of fried chicken, and his short hand stretched out unconsciously.
The bucket in Fat Little Guga's hand was larger than her belly. There was a crooked chef's portrait printed on the wall of the bucket, and the five characters Stinky Chicken Fried Fried Fried were written next to it. The handwriting matched the ones on the Honey Snow Ice City sign. As soon as the lid of the bucket was opened, a strong and almost substantial aroma hit her face. Jiang Lan's nose twitched twice, and her eyes straightened.
The aroma contained the aroma of burnt chicken and some kind of spice that he couldn't name.
"Who is Chef Guga?" Jiang Lan asked while taking out a piece of fried chicken from the bucket.
The piece of fried chicken was bigger than his face, and the skin was golden and crispy. The crispy shell on the surface was shiny in the sun, and you could hear a crunching sound when you bit into it.
The chicken inside is white, tender and juicy. The heat is wrapped in the meat juice and it explodes in your mouth. There is a hint of sweetness in the salty aroma, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.
Jiang Lan's eyes opened wider and wider.
He finished the first piece of fried chicken in three mouthfuls, then reached out and grabbed the second piece.
After taking the second piece of food, he felt warm in his stomach, and a warm energy spread from his stomach and spread along his meridians towards his limbs and bones.
The energy was different from any elixir he had ever taken. It wasn't that strong, but it was particularly mellow, like a bowl of soup that had been simmered for three days and three nights, with every trace of the medicine's power melted into his bones.
The third block, the fourth block, the fifth block.
Jiang Lan was sitting on the chair, his two short hands were splayed from left to right, his cheeks changed from swollen to round, and there were oily and debris hanging from the corners of his mouth.
Doro couldn't stand it any longer, so he came over to eat a piece of Stinky Chicken Fried Fried Fried, but was gently slapped away by Jiang Lan.
Fat Little Guga watched from the side, his round belly rising and falling, making a grunting sound of satisfaction.
"Chef Guga is the chef of our Little Guga Clan." Fat Little Guga said, "The fried chicken he makes is particularly delicious."
Jiang Lan stuffed the sixth piece of fried chicken in his mouth and said vaguely, "Fat sister, why didn't you take it out earlier? I just ate so many ordinary dishes for nothing."
"You didn't ask me just now." Fat Little Guga said confidently.
Jiang Lan didn't have time to talk to her, so he just kept eating.
The seventh block, the eighth block.
His movements suddenly paused.
Soul Power surged up inside the body without warning, and a warm current rose from Dantian, rushed up the spine, rushed through the shoulder well, rushed through the back of the head, and finally exploded at the Baihui point on the top of the head.
His whole body was wrapped in the ball of Soul Power, and a faint golden halo appeared all over his body. The penguin jumpsuit was slightly bulged by the airflow.
Bo Saixi put down the tea cup and looked at Jiang Lan.
She saw the little thing sitting on a chair, holding half a piece of fried chicken in his hand, his cheeks bulging, his whole body enveloped in a golden halo, and the Soul Power fluctuations climbed at an extremely steady speed.