"Lan God? Aladdin Magic Lamp?" Xiao Yuqing's mind automatically turned on the fantasy mode.

Naturally, I remember the story of Aladdin and the magic lamp that I saw when I was a child. In that story, the god of lamps is omnipotent and can satisfy people's various wishes.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Although the villain in front of him looked inconspicuous, he was also a lamp god. Perhaps he had the same ability as that foreign lamp god. Then wouldn't he turn over in an instant?

Thinking of this, his face wrinkled, and he tried to show a smile that he thought was kind and kind, and said to the God of Lamp: "Well, great god, you see, I woke you up. Our fate is quite good. Do you think you can help me get out of this predicament with my brother? No need, let me first create a hundred thousand or eighty thousand pocket money for me."

The God of Lantern nodded and said, "It should be, it's reasonable to say that if you help me, it wouldn't be too much even if you give you a mountain of gold and silver, but..."

Xiao Yuqing heard what he said before. When he arrived at the critical point, he smelled an unusual meaning. He patiently continued to ask kindly: "But what?"

The little man stretched his waist, a trace of cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he said seriously: "But I have been sleeping for many years and my body has not yet recovered. Do you think I will restore it first and then meet your requirements?"

Xiao Yuqing thought that what he said made sense. He wanted the horse to run fast and did not want to eat grass for the horse was undesirable. He should help him recover first.

Think about it, once this lamp god has recovered his divine power, he can have a lot of wealth in his every move, live in a magnificent house, eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and learn from foreign flying carpets.

However, we are Chinese and cannot copy foreign flying carpets and brooms. If we want to fly, we can use a Chinese-style one. Yes, we use flying marshmallows, which are soft and warm. We can also change the shape at will. Hehe, if you are hungry, you can still eat a few bites.

He felt happy when he thought about it, but he knew that he was tight at work, so it would be troublesome if the requirements of the lamp god were not easy to meet. So he asked carefully: "How can we help you recover?"

The little man licked his mouth, patted his belly and said, "That, I'm actually hungry, just get me some food. As long as I'm full, I should be able to recover."

Xiao Yuqing originally thought the other party would ask for something difficult, but it turned out that he just wanted to eat something.

Let’s look at the little man the size of a mantis, and then look at his small belly. He could flood him with an egg. How much can he hold such a little belly?

So Xiao Yu waved his hands with a bold and generous wave, "This little thing is easy to deal with. I'll let you eat enough until you're overwhelmed."

Then he first soaked two bowls of instant noodles, braised beef, added ham sausage, and picked up two bags of chicken legs.

Then he raised his head and said to the villain with a complacent look: "God of the Lamp, are you still satisfied with this supper?"

The little man smiled at him and did not answer. Suddenly, the little man moved, and his speed was faster than the Flash.

Xiao Yuqing didn't see anything clearly, and saw that the instant noodles bowl was empty, and the bags of chicken legs were left with empty bags swaying gently on the table.

The most important thing is that the villain killed two portions directly, and didn't even give him a bite of soup.

Then the villain shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Young people nowadays are really insincere. They say nicely and have to be full, but they have done such a little thing, which is not enough to even plug the gap between their teeth."

Xiao Yuqing wiped his eyes hard. What's the situation? It's unscientific. How could such a villain hold so many things? Even a big chicken leg stands taller than him. Not only did he eat it, he also ate two, and two bowls of instant noodles.

With this lesson, he didn't rush to get food again this time. He looked up and down at the villain and asked uncertainly: "Well, how much less do you have to eat now?"

The villain pointed to the box of instant noodles and smiled and said, "This thing, I'll give me ten or eight bowls."

Xiao Yuqing then breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was still in the range she could bear, so she would better grit her teeth and think about a better future life. This guy is definitely not fake by being a lamp god.

I saw him emerge from the flames of the oil lamp with my own eyes, and normal humans would not have only such a little bit. Once the God of Lamp is restored, I will have a gold mountain. What is a few bowls of instant noodles? Then I will buy it directly from the instant noodles factory and make instant noodles by myself. I will taste whatever I want.

If you want to have a pig-killing dish, you also need a sweet and sour pork ribs, or a rock sugar pear, or orange lemon. Anyway, dark dishes are popular now, so you can match them casually.

With such fantasy support, he suddenly became energetic again, so he gritted his teeth and soaked all his stocks and eighteen bowls of instant noodles. The other party said he could eat ten or eight bowls of them, so he would give him food. When he recovered, he asked him to pay me 10,000 yuan for one bowl. Hehe, this trick made him several thousand times more.

He encouraged himself with the spirit of Ah Q. He prepared all the instant noodles and brought five chicken legs again, twenty ham sausages.

Then he looked at the villain without saying anything. The meaning was already very obvious. The villain smiled at him again, and the Flash mode was activated again.

In the blink of an eye, all the food on the table had already swept the wind and clouds into the villain's stomach.

The villain still looked calm and gentle. He leaned his head with one hand and pretended to be meditated and said with a depressed look: "Hey~~What's going on? I used to be full when I ate something casually. Why did I still not have enough to eat after consuming so much? I think I can be full if I have three or five more bowls."

Seeing that the villain had almost finished his food, Xiao Yuqing felt a pain in his face and his face twitched involuntarily, "Are you not full yet? Then after you have eaten so much, your mana will be restored a little more or less. Get me a hundred yuan first and ask me to buy food, so be sure."

The little man looked back and forth in the room, then nodded, and saw that as soon as he stretched out his hand, five red bills were added to his small palm.

He also handed the money to Xiao Yuqing very generously, "A piece of cake, go ahead and exchange all the money for food. The more I eat, the stronger my magic power."

Xiao Yuqing was so happy when he saw those hundred-dollar bills that he ran out to buy things. However, he thought that the place where he sold was far away from here, so he would buy more at one time. Anyway, as long as the villain had food, he would have flowers.

This time he was not stingy, turned all his money into food, and then came back happily.

Because this time it was given by the villain, he spent it very generously, and he picked all the good ones to buy, cooked food, ham sausages, and instant noodles. After all, these things are convenient.

However, this time he was careful and gnawed two pig's trotters on the way. The villain was too fast. If he didn't eat it in advance, he would probably never be able to eat it.

As a result, this time he put a few bags of food on the table, and the villain had already pounced on him like a hungry wolf. Before his hands could be released, the bag was empty.

But thinking that the God of Light could give money again, he didn't care much, and directly reached out to the villain and said, "Give money?"

The villain glanced at him, "I don't have that thing, you can put it on first, and I'll give it to you next time."

Xiao Yuqing thought that he could have taken out about 500 just now, and it seemed that he still had magic power. Maybe there was a limit on the number of spells castings every day, or it was okay to mat it yourself, and there was still 500 yuan under his bed.

Then he reached under the bed, but when he touched it, his face turned green. The five good tickets had disappeared. Only then did he recover. No wonder he looked so familiar at the time. It turned out that this was his own money.

He turned his head and his face was covered in ferociousness, and shouted viciously at the Ding Shen at the top of his lungs: "Your uncle, you actually stole my money and paid back the money, otherwise I will destroy you."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!