1224 Qilin Bone Soup (2/2)

He closed his eyes and sniffed. The soup didn't have any greasy smell, and it had a refreshing aroma that was pleasing to the nose.

Bu Fang seldom made soup, but he was very satisfied with what he had cooked this time.

He brought the soup out of the kitchen and came to the dining area.

Ding!

The sound the bell made as the curtain was being lifted instantly attracted the attention of all in the restaurant. Xixi sat obediently in a chair, while Flowery and Nethery looked at him with great anticipation.

Bu Fang had no idea where Lord Dog had gone, but he wasn't worried at all. No one could bully that mangy dog. The Black Dragon King wasn't in the restaurant as well because he had been thrown out by Flowery. He deserved that, since Bu Fang already reminded him not to taste the dish.

He placed the dark wok in the middle of the table. The rich fragrance of the soup permeated the air, mellow and fascinating, surging with powerful energy. Then, he produced blue-and-white porcelain bowls and filled one with a spoon. The soup seemed to gleam like crystal as he handed the bowl to Nethery.

”Drink it while it's hot,” Bu fang said.

The dish should be effective in suppressing the curse in Nethery's body.

After that, he continued to serve the soup.

The rippling soup looked pretty, and the rings on its surface, which were the grease from the meat, were fascinating to look at.

Nethery held her bowl with both hands. The steam rose from the soup, wrapping her face and warming her cold body, while the fragrance of the soup kept filling her nostrils and made her swallow. She pursed her lips, and just when she was about to drink it, the sound of footfalls came through the door.

Bu Fang was filling a bowl with soup when he heard the sound. He paused and slightly furrowed his eyebrows. The footfalls were heavy and sounded like that of a mountain. He raised his head, looked toward the door, and saw a mountain of flesh approached from a distance.

The meaty mountain swaggered in front of the restaurant, and when it tried to enter, it was stuck between the door frame.

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched as he wondered who this guy was.

Xixi, holding her bowl of soup, turned around and saw the heap of flesh. Her eyes lit up instantly. ”Teacher Bu, that's him! He's the strange uncle who made me cook Leek Blossom!” the little girl cried out excitedly.

'Oh? So this fatty is the pervert? No wonder Xixi keeps calling him a strange uncle. He does look... strange. Well, it's an achievement to grow so fat!'

The restaurant door wasn't small, so Bu Fang had never imagined that someone could be caught by the frame. Even Fatty Jin, the rich fellow in the Light Wind Empire and the fattest guy he had ever seen, would not be caught by a door. He wondered what kind of lifestyle had made this fatty so fat.

”It smells so good! This meaty aroma is extremely pure and contains a hint of dark aura! The ingredient is absolutely superb! Old Ding never saw anything like it!” Caught at the door, the fat man kept wriggling his body, sniffing the meaty aroma. ”Old Ding can already smell it from far, far away... and it didn't disappoint Old Ding! Oh, Brother... Your door is a little small. You need to replace it with a bigger one!”

After wriggling for a while, the fat man who called himself Old Ding finally squeezed through the door. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a hand and saw the soup in the wok. Grunting, he walked to the table, sat in a chair, and gave everyone a smile. Then, he rubbed his hands and told Bu Fang, ”Brother, give me a bowl of soup!”

Nethery and Flowery glanced at the fatty, then retracted their gazes and focused on the bowls in their hands.

Looking at Fatty Ding, Bu Fang's face grew serious.

'So this is the strange uncle who tried to lead Xixi astray? And he had the gall to ask for my soup?'

”There's no meat or soup... Do you want an empty bowl?” said Bu Fang, looking at Fatty Ding with an expressionless face.