Po stepped on the gold ingot box to the table and picked up a big roast chicken.

This roast chicken was obviously freshly grilled. The aroma of the meat wafted through the room, making her drool.

"Oh my God, sister, you can't hug them. You can't eat them." Di Zi'an stopped them quickly. The old man asked them to come in to sort out the tributes, not to eat them. "Sister, be good. These are all tributes from the dragon. Only the dragon can enjoy them. We can only look at them. At the very least, we can touch them. We can't eat them. Sister, bear with it. When we return to the palace, your brother will give you a roasted chicken leg to eat. OK?"

A Bao was holding the roast chicken in her arms. After hearing what Di Zian said, she did not let go, but held it even tighter, for fear that Di Zian would snatch the roast chicken away.

"It can't finish eating..."

[So much grilled meat, is the dragon enjoying it all by itself? That's too extravagant! It can't finish it all, it simply can't finish it all. If it's left here, it'll go bad anyway. It's better to fill my stomach and put the meat to good use.]

"I can finish such a big dragon." Emperor Zi'an held his forehead with his hand, "The appetite is bigger than the basin."

"It doesn't like to eat these..." A Bao looked at Di Zi'an pitifully with his round eyes, "It doesn't like it, but A Bao likes it."

[There is so much meat, the dragon must not have been eaten at all, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so thin]

thin?

Is Shenlong thin?

The paintings on the murals look quite normal.

Po waved his hands, acting like a master, "Eat it, it won't be angry."

If it gets angry, I'll beat it up.

A Bao grunted and tore off a chicken leg. Although the little girl looked small, her hands were very strong.

She handed the chicken leg to Di Zian, "Qi Guoguo, you eat first."

The emperor's son dared not to even touch it. What a joke! This was the dragon's food. He felt scared just by looking at it.

Emperor Zi'an put his hands together in the room, and kept muttering: "Don't blame Shenlong, my sister is still young, don't blame Shenlong, my sister is still young..."

Emperor Zi'an was muttering with his eyes closed when he heard a swishing sound. He opened his eyes again...

Abao has already started to gnaw on the chicken leg he just tore off, and he is eating it with such relish.

Emperor Zi'an was almost frightened to tears. It was not that he didn't want to let his sister eat, he also knew that his sister was greedy and craved money. He was just worried that the dragon's punishment would affect his sister.

"Sister, we have counted the tributes and it's almost done. How about we leave?"

A-bao was still not satisfied, obviously he hadn't eaten enough, "The door is still closed."

A Bao pointed to the front and saw that the palace door had been closed since they entered.

Emperor Zi'an frowned, "Zifeng, can you tell the old man outside to open the door and let us out?"

Luo Zifeng naturally knew the worries in his heart.

Luo Zifeng said, "I'm afraid it won't work. It is said that the last time Emperor Hongluan came in, the palace door was not closed. Generally speaking, after counting the tributes to see what is missing or arranging how to put the tributes neatly, the palace door will open and let the people out.

But this time, the palace door was not opened for a long time, and the people outside could not open the palace door. I don’t know why we encountered such a situation today. "

There is no way they could crash into it.

We can only wait here for time to pass until the palace door opens.

"Ah, then how long do we have to wait?" Di Zian was not worried about staying here for too long, but just looking at Abao who was eating and drinking heartily, the longer he stayed, the more his sister would eat...

This???

"Don't worry, you two. Once I'm done eating, the door will open."

Emperor Zian: “…”

Lhotse: “…”

Even Di Rongjing, who couldn't speak, was speechless.

A Bao felt that it was not enough to eat alone, so he simply asked Di Rongjing to eat together.

Di Zian and Luo Zifeng didn't dare to move.

"Abao, are you full?" Looking at Abao's gradually bulging belly, Di Zian couldn't help but asked.

Abao finished a big chicken leg, touched her round belly, and burped.

Then, he opened the fat bottle of milk hanging around his neck, drank two sips of milk, and then stretched his waist happily, "Yeah, I'm full."

Good guy, this little ancestor finally had his fill.

Emperor Zi'an looked at the door, extremely anxious. He was afraid that the dragon would discover that his sister was secretly eating barbecue.

Luo Zifeng tried to pry open the door, and it opened.

"Sister Abao is truly amazing." Luo Zifeng was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Those who don’t know would think that Abao is the owner of this tribute hall.

Open the door when I say open it, and come in when I say come in.

A Bao sat on the altar, glanced around the hall, and grabbed the corner of Emperor Zian's clothes with his little hand, "Guo Guo, let's take these things home."

These words almost frightened Emperor Zi'an to death.

Even Luo Zifeng and Di Rongjing turned around and looked at Abao.

"Oh my god, sister, please don't say that." Di Zian quickly covered Di Abao's mouth.

Di Abao's eyes widened, "Mmmmm."

"Sister, eating the dragon's tribute is already a serious crime. If we bring the tribute back to the palace, I dare not even think about it."

Originally, the Shenlong was someone that the ancestors had personally requested to work in the Tiansheng Dynasty. If the Shenlong had a spirit, got angry, and left, and never came to the Tiansheng Dynasty again, then their Tiansheng Dynasty would really have no place to stand in the Seven Kingdoms.

"In order to entertain the dragon and make it appear, the people knew that it liked gold and silver, so even the poorest people would offer it some incense. They also knew that it liked barbecue, so even the most frugal people would offer it a piece of meat.

Life is too difficult without the national god. If we don't have the dragon again, our Tiansheng Dynasty will be nothing but rotten shit. We will be isolated by the six countries, abandoned by heaven, and return to the land of disaster." Emperor Zi'an had a sad face and was about to hug Abao and cry loudly.

The dragon cannot be provoked.

My sister cannot be wronged.

"Okay, but the dragon doesn't like these tributes." Po scratched his head, "It's for others to ask for."

"No, no one else? How would my sister know?"

"I heard you."

Di Zi'an and Luo Zifeng looked around, but there was no sound.

"It's crying. It's crying towards this roast chicken. It's crying so loudly." Abao pointed at the roast chicken beside him. At this time, the two legs of the roast chicken were gone, as it had been swallowed by Abao.

Emperor Zian looked at the roasted chicken that was missing two legs...

Junyi's face froze.

"It wants the person it cherishes most to eat roast chicken and get gold and silver." Po patted his chest and said confidently, "I can help it, and it will thank me."

Di Zian picked up Abao and walked out, "My sister, let's go quickly."

If they don't leave now, not only will the legs of the roast chicken be lost, but even their lives will be lost.