Chapter 38: A Loli with a Venomous Tongue Would Not Be Able to Get Married (1/2)

Chapter 38: A Loli with a Venomous Tongue Would Not Be Able to Get Married

Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion

”What did you say?!” Ouyang Xiaoyi was very unhappy as she yelled and stared at Zhao Ruge while pouting her lips.

”How could the Bejewelled Nectar Wine compare to the smelly boss' entire restaurant? Is this Zhao Ruge an idiot? Does he really understand the smelly boss' restaurant? Even though the Bejewelled Nectar Wine was expensive, a jar was only five hundred gold coins. That's not even comparable to a plate of ordinary Egg-Fried Rice!” Ouyang Xiaoyi thought.

”Ouyang Xiaoyi, did I say something wrong? How much could a store located in a godforsaken alleyway be worth anyway?” Zhao Ruge said with a sneer as he ignored the loli's furious gaze.

”Hmph! Your words just exposed the fact that you've never tasted the smelly boss' dishes!” Ouyang Xiaoyi snorted and disdainfully turned her head. ”If you had really tasted them, then you wouldn't have said that. You can try asking anyone who has tasted Owner Bu's dishes and see if their answer is as ignorant as yours.”

”Ignorance isn't scary. What's scary is that you're acting conceited when you don't know anything!”

Zhao Ruge's handsome face turned sour and was so exasperated that he almost vomited blood. How did he not realize before that this Ouyang Xiaoyi had such a venomous tongue! A loli with a venomous tongue would not be able to get married!

When Xiao Yanyu and the rest saw the disgraced Zhao Ruge, they could not help but burst out laughing. This made Zhao Ruge's face turn ever more sour and he felt as if the entire world was laughing at him.

And like he thought, Xiao Yanyu and the rest were laughing at his ignorance.

”Young masters, this is the Bejewelled Nectar Wine bestowed by His Majesty. Please give it a taste.” Several slim and beautiful court ladies with voices as soft as foam were carrying sapphire jars as they slowly approached each table and carefully poured out the wine.

”The Bejewelled Nectar Wine is so in demand that even the imperial city is only supplied with two thousand jars each year at most. This time, His Majesty took out five hundred jars to celebrate General Xiao's victory. You people should properly taste such a fine wine that you would never be able to taste in that pathetic little store!” Zhao Ruge lifted up the wine cup and sneered.

Xiao Xiaolong and the three barbarians of Ouyang were already captivated by the appearance of the wine.

”Hmph! Who told you that the smelly boss doesn't have any wine? He's brewing it right now!” Now wanting to admit defeat, Ouyang Xiaoyi said.

Zhao Ruge's eyes lit up. ”Oh, then let's have a wager. How about we bet whether the wine in that store can compare with the Bejewelled Nectar Wine?”

”Wager? Are you trying to bet with our little sister?!” Before Ouyang Xiaoyi could accept the bet, the three barbarians of Ouyang were infuriated.

The Ouyang family had always been paying close attention to the ideological education of their descendants and were especially strict with Ouyang Xiaoyi. Normally, they would be urging her to practice martial arts and embroidery to develop her into a virtuous, beautiful, intelligent, athletic young woman.

”The first thing this Zhao Ruge mentioned was a wager; is he trying to misguide our little sister?”

”I'll accept your wager,” the three barbarians of Ouyang were able to prevent Ouyang Xiaoyi from accepting the bet, but the quiet Xiao Yanyu suddenly opened her delicate, red lips and softly said.

Everyone was shocked that the goddess, Xiao Yanyu, would accept the wager with Zhao Ruge.

”Excellent! And if the goddess loses, you will be accompanying me for moon-viewing aboard a boat for a night. How about it?” Zhao Ruge was elated. He just realised that even the reserved and cool-headed Xiao Yanyu could be impulsive at times.

Xiao Yanyu faintly smiled. Her beautiful face was as pretty as a picture and captivated anyone who was looking at her.

”Fine, but if you lose, you'll give me a fifth grade Spirit Gathering Pill,” Xiao Yanyu indifferently said. Her voice that was as beautiful as the song of birds sounded like thunder as it resounded in Zhao Ruge's ears.

”This… A fifth grade Spirit Gathering Pill is a little...” Zhao Ruge was slightly hesitating. Honestly speaking, wagering a Spirit Gathering Pill was not something he could afford to do.

”You bastard, you were so full of it when you were trying to wager with my sister. Now that the goddess is wagering with you, you're acting like a dog? Are you looking down on my sister or something?” Ouyang Zhen shouted while pointing at Zhao Ruge.

”He's afraid of losing,” Ouyang Xiaoyi said with a sneer as she crossed her arms across her chest.