Chapter 218

At the moment of entry, he didn't even notice, but as the Peng Demon King chewed, just as he began to taste the flavor of the lamb slices, a wave of intense spiciness surged forward, sweeping over his mind and spirit.

The Peng Demon King's face instantly showed a painful expression, gritting his teeth.

Damn, careless of me—I didn't expect the meat in this pot to be this spicy!

Even the sauce-board duck pales in comparison to this.

After all, hot and spicy, even more terrifying!

"Shopkeeper Chen, give me, give me a cup of peach fresh juice!" the Peng Demon King hurriedly pleaded, "Too spicy! I can't take it!"

Chen Nuo rolled his eyes: "You just blocked your senses—wouldn't that solve it?"

Why are you stubbornly holding on to some kind of effort?

The Peng Demon King shook his head: "No way, if I block my senses, I won't be able to taste the meat slices!"

What a waste!

Chen Nuo: "..."

He doesn't understand the world of food lovers.

"Hiss! Shopkeeper Chen, please!" the Peng Demon King gasped for cool air, pleading.

Chen Nuo helplessly stood up and went to the back kitchen to fetch a cup.

Holding it with both hands, the Peng Demon King couldn't wait to down it in one gulp—the sweet, chilled peach fresh juice was like drinking sweet dew, instantly calming much of the agitation in his mouth.

Peach flavor, very delicious, yet without any cloying sweetness.

How refreshing! the Peng Demon King let out a long, relieved breath, feeling utterly at ease.

Looking at the bubbling hot pot, this time the Peng Demon King honestly reached for the white pot—he naturally couldn't handle spice well, so better not to invite suffering.

Seeing the drink in the Peng Demon King's cup, the Golden-winged Great Peng grew curious, pointed a finger, and asked: "What is this?"

"This is a special drink unique to Chaos Residence—very delicious!" the Peng Demon King explained briefly.

The Golden-winged Great Peng's eyes instantly lit up—whether it was roasted lamb leg or hot pot, he had tasted different yet equally exquisite flavors.

Of course, this drink would absolutely not be lacking.

Looking up toward Chen Nuo, the Golden-winged Great Peng said somewhat urgently: "Shopkeeper Chen, also give me one cup."

Although this spicy hot pot is especially delicious, it's still too spicy—just right to drink something to ease it a bit.

Upon hearing this, the Peng Demon King's mind stirred, a barely noticeable smirk curled at the corner of his mouth, he paused, then spoke: "Golden Peng, the best drink in Chaos Residence isn't just this one."

"There's a drink that's even better than this—several times better!"

"What is it?" the Golden-winged Great Peng asked, his face showing a mix of surprise and amusement.

"Peach juice."

The Peng Demon King said it word by word.

Peach?

The Golden-winged Great Peng froze—this name... what connection does it have with that peach?!

Opening his mouth, the Golden-winged Great Peng instinctively said: "This peach... it..."

"Didn't expect you're quite sharp." the Peng Demon King nodded approvingly, then said: "You guessed right—this peach juice is exactly what Shopkeeper Chen made using innate spiritual root peaches."

After speaking, he pointed to himself: "Including my peach fresh juice, it's the same."

"!!!" the Golden-winged Great Peng stared wide-eyed, somewhat shocked.

Making water from innate spiritual root peaches? This is too extravagant!

This stuff, if placed outside, would be incredibly precious!

After all, aside from peaches, everything belongs to the Queen Mother of the West—normally, they only appear at the Peach Banquet.

Those few peaches left uneaten, passed down to the Lower Realm, are also treasures that make people flock to them!

But the Golden-winged Great Peng thought otherwise and felt relieved—this Shopkeeper Chen is someone who can treat such a high-grade treasure as mere decoration, so having some peach stock is only natural.

"Then trouble Shopkeeper Chen to give me a cup of peach juice!" the Golden-winged Great Peng said.

Chen Nuo nodded, took two cups of peach juice—he also wanted a drink.

The Golden-winged Great Peng has a bottle of innate yin-yang qi, so he doesn't worry about being unable to pay.

He placed one cup in front of the Golden-winged Great Peng.

The Golden-winged Great Peng was chewing meat slices, looking at the peach juice emitting faint cool mist before him, he reached out to touch it, his eyes showing a hint of joy.

So icy cool—it must ease the spiciness effectively, he thought, and directly tilted his head back for a big gulp.

The icy sensation temporarily suppressed some of the spice, but when the bubbles rose and released spiciness again, it swept over in the next moment—these two overlapped, this flavor, only one can personally comprehend.

The Golden-winged Great Peng immediately gripped the cup tightly.

If this weren't a product of Chaos Residence, it would have shattered long ago.

Seeing this, the Peng Demon King couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

He had eaten sauce-board duck before, and also suffered this same hidden loss.

The Golden-winged Great Peng furrowed his brow, after a few breaths the spiciness faded, leaving behind a clear sweetness and icy coolness in his mouth.

"Refreshing!" a belch escaped, leaning back in his chair with a look of utter ease.

"Unexpected—you didn't trick me, this peach juice is indeed not bad!" the Golden-winged Great Peng looked somewhat surprised at the Peng Demon King.

The Peng Demon King gave a sheepish grin: "Naturally! Who's so idle as to mess with you for no reason? I don't even have time to eat properly!"

The Golden-winged Great Peng didn't respond, lowered his head, watching the peach juice in the cup bubble softly, feeling within himself the effects of the soda water dispersing.

His heart gave a slight jolt—this really is peach!

He had eaten it before, so familiar with this effect—truly luxurious!

The Golden-winged Great Peng couldn't help but sigh, and the two demons began to eat and drink voraciously.

Full of wine and food, the Peng Demon King rubbed his belly with a look of contentment—this is the life a demon king ought to live.

Compared to the culinary skills of the chefs at Yao Shi Gong, Chen Nuo's are far superior—no, they are ten hundred thousand miles ahead of even Monkey Brother.

Staying at Yao Shi Gong these past days has made him crave food to the point of starvation.

Compared to the lethargy of the Peng Demon King, the Golden-Winged Dapeng is full of fighting spirit, and his gaze toward the Peng Demon King reignites his battle intent.

"Come on, come on, after a full meal, let's have another match!" the Golden-Winged Dapeng challenged.

Upon hearing this, the Peng Demon King didn't move a muscle, rolled his eyes, and said: "No match."

"You're not afraid, are you?" the Golden-Winged Dapeng said, corners of his mouth curling up, brimming with confidence—in his view, that's exactly how it is!

After all, who made his awakened divine ability so powerful!

Looking with disdain at the Golden-Winged Dapeng, who believed victory was already in his grasp, the Peng Demon King said lazily: "I still have work to do later—who has the time to compete with you?"

Unexpectedly, the Peng Demon King is quite self-aware; Chen Nuo nodded in satisfaction, worthy of praise!

He has great potential to become this month's Employee of the Month at my Chaos Residence!

"Work?" the Golden-Winged Dapeng muttered, somewhat confused.

"What work?"

The Peng Demon King raised his head, wearing a proud expression: "I'm just a menial worker at Chaos Residence! After eating, I have to work—I don't have time to entertain you."

Earlier, he still couldn't bring himself to say it, but seeing how the Golden-Winged Dapeng showed such reverence and gratitude toward the boss, he realized he had been overthinking!

To become a menial worker under such an unfathomably powerful boss—this is something worth being proud of, isn't it?

A menial worker?!

The Golden-Winged Dapeng stared, mouth agape—the Peng Demon King, the esteemed young master of Yao Shi Gong, actually working as a menial worker in a restaurant!

If this were spoken aloud, who in the Three Realms would believe it? If Yao Shi Gong found out, wouldn't they come straight to kill him?

The Golden-Winged Dapeng's gaze unconsciously turned toward Chen Nuo, and with that, the doubt in his heart vanished all at once.