Chapter 100: The Tsundere Shota (2/2)

Song Tao was startled for a moment. When he glanced at the menu, his nostrils slightly widened and steam gushed out… He thought, ”Damn, this is a daylight robbery! The black-hearted store truly deserves its reputation!”

However, he was unwilling to give up like that. The fair and tender Ouyang loli was right there. The tsundere shota, Yang Chen, was standing in front of him as well. If Song Tao were to leave like this, it was not any different from giving up on eating two pieces of overwhelmingly fragrant Red Braised Meat when you were about to starve to death...

”Owner! Give me a serving of… Egg-Fried Rice!” Song Tao endured the pain in his heart as he ordered the Egg-Fried Rice, that cost one crystal per serving. His heart seemed to be bleeding. Earning crystals was not so easy nowadays!

When Ouyang Xiaoyi heard what Song Tao ordered, she immediately gave him a disdainful glance. She scornfully snorted and said, ”Smelly boss, hurry up and cook my Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs that costs fifty crystals per serving!”

As the princess of the Ouyang family, she lacked anything but crystals!

”What about you? What are you ordering?” Bu Fang asked as he looked at Yang Chen.

”Since they've already ordered, then get me a serving of… Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine,” Yang Chen said with his chin held high.

The corners of Bu Fang's mouth widened as he glanced at Yang Chen and said, ”Children are not allowed to drink alcohol.”

Yang Chen's body suddenly stiffened for a moment. His little eyes widened as he looked straight at Bu Fang, while the latter expressionlessly looked back at him. After a while, Yang Chen looked away in defeat… How exasperating!

”Forget it, give me a serving of Red Braised Meat!”

”Alright, wait a moment.” Bu Fang nodded before turning around and heading into the kitchen.

Song Tao carefully found a seat and sat down. His eyes were constantly assessing his surroundings. At the entrance to the kitchen, he saw a mechanical figure… Was that the black-hearted store's puppet that could face a seventh grade Battle-Saint head-on?

When Whitey's round head suddenly turned and its mechanical red eyes met Song Tao's eyes, the latter hurriedly turned his gaze away in fear.

”Hmph! If the taste of the dishes here is terrible… I'll definitely look down on this place! How dare you charge such a high price for food that tastes terrible! I will also publicize to the entire imperial city and let everyone know that this place is a sham!” Yang Chen declared in a tsundere-like manner.

Ouyang Xiaoyi rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to care about this tsundere shota. At that moment, she just wanted to eat the smelly boss' dishes. After not eating for a day, she was feeling extremely hungry… She even lost weight!

Yang Chen was still rambling on by himself. However, the rich fragrance of meat soon wafted out from the kitchen.

The smell of meat slowly drifted out—like a piece of silk caressing their faces—giving them a false sense of reality. Ouyang Xiaoyi's exquisite nose was upturned as she furiously breathed in this meaty aroma. Her face was filled with happiness.

It was this aroma! This was the smelly boss' aroma!

After a while, a figure walked out from the darkness of the kitchen. Bu Fang's slender fingers were holding a porcelain plate containing the amber-colored Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, which was overflowing with vibrant colors and light. Piping hot steam, accompanied with a rich fragrance, was rising from the plate.

Ouyang Xiaoyi was already quite eager to start eating. Her large eyes were staring straight at Bu Fang.

”Here's your Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, take your time,” Bu Fang said as he placed the plate in front of Ouyang Xiaoyi and patted her head.

Then, he returned into the kitchen and began cooking the other dishes.

The Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs was captivatingly fragrant. The smell alone was causing Yang Chen, who had been complaining all day, to enter into a daze. His eyes were staring straight at the amber-colored pieces of meat.

Even Song Tao could not help but be attracted by the aroma. However, he was more concerned about how he was going to snatch the two brats out of the store...

”Oh… without having to get into a fight,” Song Tao timidly thought as he glanced at Whitey and the latter's mechanical eyes turned toward him once more.