Chapter 286 Bet

Chapter 286 Bet

"Drunkard, you're seriously ill!"

Mo asked, with a serious face.

He shook his head as he spoke, as if this drunkard had some terminal illness.

"Tell me, boy, what's wrong with me?"

The drunkard is quiet.

As soon as he said this, the other three tables were very surprised, Mo Wenwen was surprised, he just said casually, how could this guy be so cooperative, and the other two tables felt that Mo Wendao, is it really so powerful, and you can know if you are sick at a glance.

"Childe, your wine is here!"

The man's voice sounded at this time.

Mo Wendao ignored the drunkard, picked up the wine jug, and drank a glass for himself, he also took a look first, what was so special about the spirit wine of the three hundred high-grade spirit stones.

As far as the aroma of the spirit wine is concerned, Mo Wendao can distinguish that it contains more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and there are some things that Mo Wendao does not know.

After taking a sip, Mo Wenwen can basically judge what is in this wine, as soon as this wine enters the abdomen, a docile medicinal power enters the meridians, which is very soft and conducive to absorption.

This pot of wine is much better than a medium-grade elixir, at least Mo Wendao absorbs the medicinal power, which can reach about eighty percent, and the taste of this wine is quite good, much better than the pill.

"Not bad!"

Mo asked lightly.

At least his five hundred high-grade spirit stones are not wronged, this way of turning the elixir into spirit wine, Mo Wendao can also try it, and he estimates the dishes here, and he also uses the same means.

"Boy, you haven't said yet, what's wrong with me?"

The drunkard urged.

Mo asked to finish drinking, that glass of wine, and it was time to say, what was wrong with him, he had been waiting for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid I'll lie to you?"

Mo asked rhetorically.

Just now, this guy was still suspicious of his purpose, and now he wants to ask Mo to ask, tell him what the problem is, and it is impossible for Mo to ask for it.

"Look at your appearance, it doesn't look like you can see it!"

The drunkard said.

He continued to drink again, anyway, Mo asked, he wouldn't know anything, and if he asked any more, there was no result.

"However, I advise you, it's better to drink less!"

Mo asked, and continued.

He didn't want to be nosy, this drunkard really drank too much, and he had already thought of his mind, which Mo asked, he could still judge.

A black shadow flashed, and the drunkard came, and Mo asked the opposite side.

"Boy, do you know something?"

The drunkard said viciously.

As Mo Wenwen said, his problem was on top of what he drank, and he was very interested in Mo Wenwen if he could solve his problem.

When things turned into this scene, the attention of everyone present was focused, and Mo asked, wanting to see what amazing words he said.

"I didn't diagnose you, how do you know what's wrong with you!"

Mo asked, speechless.

He took a few looks, probably judging whether there was something wrong with this drunkard from his appearance and spirit, and he didn't give him a serious diagnosis, who knows what hidden dangers he has.

Besides, a Grandmaster Stage Martial Artist, who has been cultivating for so many years, there are always some things that can't be seen, Mo Wendao is not so kind, go and treat him.

"Boy, I'm here, you hurry up and diagnose!"

The drunkard put on a pretence, I am an uncle.

Seeing the maid bringing the food up, Mo asked if he didn't have time, he was spending time with this drunkard, he was here to eat, not to treat people.

"Don't get in the way of me eating!"

Mo Wenwen waved his hand, as if chasing flies.

In front of him, this drunkard is affecting his appetite too much, or let him leave a little better, so that he can eat in peace.

"Boy, you have to do it with me!"

The drunkard threatened.

Mo Wendao unexpectedly, dare to refuse his request, this is really unbearable, I can only come to the hard, see what Mo Wendao does.

"Man, can you do it here?"

Mo asked, but asked the guy.

It's the first time for him to come to this 'food for the sky', there are so many warriors here to eat, if there is a conflict, it will definitely be a disaster, this 'food for the sky' must have this limit, Mo asked if he didn't want to be unlucky.

"The one who does it first will be responsible for ten times the damage!"

Dude truthfully.

If he can afford this loss, he can do it, and if he can't afford it, 'Food for Heaven' will also make him afford it.

"You do it first!"

Mo asked provocatively.

He and the drunkard are both in the grandmaster period, Mo Wendao is still at the peak of the grandmaster period, the other party is the late stage of the grandmaster, Mo Wendao is really not afraid of him when he fights, Mo Wendao can also take this opportunity to damage a little more things, so that he can pay a loss.

"You're stupid to me!"

The drunkard scoffed.

Mo Wenwen's thoughts, of course he was clear, it was impossible to let him do it first, and he also wanted Mo Wendao to do it, and then let him suffer.

"What should we do if we force people to share a table without the consent of other customers?"

Mo asked again.

He knows that these things have happened, and there must be a principle for dealing with them, as long as he knows, how others deal with it.

"Whether it's right or wrong, it's the first to be judged!"

The guy smiled.

It's been a long time since he saw that someone was doing something in 'Food for Heaven', and today he is likely to see that there are two grandmaster periods, fighting here, and he is excited to think about that scene.

"Boy, count you ruthless!"

The drunkard was not angry.

Then, in the form of an afterimage, he returned to his place.

"The flies are finally gone!"

Mo asked with emotion.

Mo asked and didn't expect that he would have so many troubles after eating.

Looking at the vegan dish on the table, Mo Wenwen picked up a piece casually, tasted it, and knew that the dishes here also used alchemy techniques and cooking skills to create a meal with the effect of pills.

Many pills are not so delicious, and it takes a lot of effort to make these meals to reconcile the flavor and turn them into delicious meals.

It didn't take long for the second course to be served, and the third course ...... All the way to the tenth way.

"That's pretty good!"

Mo asked after tasting it, and gave such an evaluation.

In terms of taste, these dishes can be regarded as the most delicious dishes that Mo Wendao has ever tasted. The difference is that the medicinal herbs used in these dishes and the medicinal food that are matched with them are a little flawed.

"Boy, you have a Tianzi No. 1 menu, I guarantee that you are satisfied!"

The drunkard continued to agitate.

Seeing Mo asking, the table of dishes he ate was also an excellent match, but he only got Mo Wenwen, a pretty good evaluation.

This evaluation, not to mention the drunkard, even the girl who introduced this menu just now and asked Mo also felt that it was too tasteless.

"If you invite me, I'll eat!"

Mo asked with a smile.

This guy came to find fault, Mo asked naturally there is a way to clean him up.

The menu of Tianzi No. 1, no matter how good it is, Mo Wendao doesn't plan to spend so many spirit stones to eat, and he will take these spirit stones for a whole meal, and it will not be worse than this restaurant.

Mo Wenwen can consider it, if he also uses alchemy techniques to cook, it is also a good idea, and this spirit wine can also be brewed by himself.

"If you can see that there is something wrong with my body, I will cover the table you eat. If I can cure my illness, I will treat you to a meal, the dishes of the Tianzi No. 1 menu!"

The drunkard thought to himself.

It was also very easy to ask him to eat, so it was up to Mo to ask if he had the ability to eat. The problem of the alcoholic's body has been bothering him for decades.

"I'm worried, you can't afford to pay for the spirit stone!"

Mo asked, shaking his head.

If this guy plays tricks when the time comes, Mo Wendao is not free, and he will be fooled around. This meal, Mo Wendao has almost eaten, there is nothing to do, and it is time to go back to Wandan Pavilion.

"I dare to think that I can't afford to lose!"

The drunkard said angrily.

Today he was there in Mo Wendao, and the discrimination he received was that he had been there for so many years, and he had added up more, if it weren't for the sake of trying, whether his disease had been cured or not, he wouldn't have so much effort, and Mo Wendao had a hard time.

"Drunkard, who are you going to bet against?"

A coquettish voice came.

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