Strongest Naughty Kids System

"Cough, Xiao Fan, are you hungry? My grandfather will take you to eat delicious food."

Qian Zhenduo coughed on purpose and forcibly shifted the topic to deal with a child. Just give him something to eat.

"Mm-hmm, good..."

"Step on..."

"The youngest wife said last night that she would buy clothes for me, but it has been several hours. Why hasn't she come back?"

Ye Xiaofan took a bath, put on the clothes that had been prepared for him before, and sat on the bed with a melancholy look on his small face.

The next day, Qian Zhenduo heard the words of the people around him, and suddenly his limbs kicked, his body shook, his head tilted, and he fainted.

"Plop!"

"Shopkeeper's and mine's, all in all..."

"Shopkeeper, you didn't pay me last month. If you add this month, it will be 350 gold coins in total."

"Shopkeeper, my salary this month..."

The waiter and other handyman in the inn sympathize with him. Even if he sympathizes, he can't let him default on his wages.

Qian Zhenduo has seen the scene of an inn going bankrupt in the next few days.

Ye Xiaofan's food, however, has been in stock for several months in the inn. It is all the skin and flesh of some precious monsters. It is worth about one million gold coins. The cost alone will cost more than one million yuan. If the price is based on the market price, it's better to quadruple it.

Money really much loose ye Xiaofan's legs, lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling in despair.

"Grandfather, you are my grandfather. Let's get together and have a good time. I can't afford you!"

Ye Xiaofan lowered his head to see the money lying on the ground holding his thigh. He asked in doubt.

"Grandfather Qian, I'm full. Why do you hold on to my leg?"

What braised monster meat, iron plate monster meat, stir fried monster meat Eat ye Xiaofan can not stop at all, and finally even cooking pot spoon are not let go.

I didn't expect that there was so much money. My grandfather was so good that he brought him to eat so many good things.

Ye Xiaofan chewed the residual fragrance of the pot spoon, touching the round stomach, a face comfortable said.

"So full..."

"Er..."

Looking at Ye Xiaofan's eating rhythm, it is clear that he wants to eat and bankrupt the inn.

Qian Zhenduo is desperate in his heart. What is he doing? Is he insane? Why should he accept a perverted grandson.

He took Ye Xiaofan to dinner. In less than an hour, ye Xiaofan finished all the food in the inn, and finally even the pot spoon.

Qian Zhenduo brings Ye Xiaofan to the eating area, and he immediately has some regrets. He holds Ye Xiaofan's short white / tender legs and says with a sad face.

"Little ancestor, please, don't eat any more, it's a pot spoon!"

Around three or four o'clock in the morning, there is a dining area on the third floor of an inn

"Let's go and have some delicious food..."

Ye Xiaofan nodded. He just ate a stone. He didn't think he had enough money to take him to eat. Ye Xiaofan could not wait.

Ye Xiaofan's ears moved. There was a dense sound of footsteps outside. It seemed that many people rushed to an inn.

Ye Xiaofan jumped out of the big bed, pedaled his feet, came to the window, looked down at the scene below.

There was an inn surrounded by a dense crowd. Looking down, we could only see the heads. These faces were full of curiosity. It seemed that something in the inn attracted them.