Douluo: My mother is Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue is my sister

Chapter 70 Whoever messes with Xue'er will eat shit

Xue Mo ran to the kitchen. The chef was already preparing the dishes. When they saw Xue Mo coming, they all bowed and greeted him.

Xue Mo didn't waste any words. He directly picked up a plate of curry rice and tasted it. Under the expectant eyes of the chefs, he frowned slightly and said, "It's a bit watery and the taste is not very good. Let's simmer the curry for a while longer. Stir it with a spoon and it will be qualified when it can cover the spoon."

The chef immediately started to remedy the situation. Xue Mo pulled out the dining cart and said, "It's almost too late. I'll help you. When you're done, just give it to me and I'll load it."

Although they were almost late for lunch, they did not lack time to load the truck. However, since the young master said so, they could not reject his kindness, so they did not refuse.

Fortunately, it was just a matter of boiling the curry a little longer and there was no big mistake. Soon the chefs poured the freshly cooked curry on the rice and asked Xue Mo to load the cart. When the seven priests arrived at the restaurant, Xue Mo just pushed the dining cart out.

The chef watched Xue Mo push a food cart taller than him out of the kitchen. He frowned slightly, twitched his nose a little, and said, "Why does it smell a bit bad?"

Others also sniffed it, but did not smell anything strange.

The chef was sure that his sense of smell was fine, but the odor was very faint and he couldn't find the source of the odor, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Someone must have farted. It doesn’t matter, as long as the food is fine.

Qian Daoliu walked into the restaurant with six priests, and the first thing he saw was Xue Mo coming out pushing a food cart.

He raised his eyebrows, having a feeling that this kid might cause trouble.

He glanced at Qingluan Douluo calmly, looking forward to what might happen next.

Xue Mo smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Dear worshippers, lunch is ready, everyone please take a seat!"

The seven priests did not suspect anything and sat down in their respective seats. Xue Mo also pushed the dining cart to Qian Daoliu and returned to his seat.

After three years, Xue Mo knew some fixed rules in the restaurant even without careful observation.

For example, everyone's seat is fixed, the waiters serve the food in a clockwise circle starting from Qian Daoliu, and the plates are distributed starting from the side close to the handle of the cart and distributed in order.

Qingluan Douluo was located to the right of Qian Daoliu and was the last one to distribute the plates.

After the servants distributed the plates around the table, the curry rice that Xue Mo had added some ingredients to was placed in front of Qingluan Douluo as he had planned.

The attendant pushed the cart back to the kitchen and continued to fetch other dishes. Qian Daoliu glanced at Qingluan Douluo again and said, "Everyone, let's eat."

The fourth offering, Lion Douluo, looked at the curry covering the rice and frowned, saying, "Why does this thing look a bit like shit?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo glared at him and said, "We are eating, don't say such disgusting things! This is also a new dish born from Mo'er's small kitchen. You can eat it if you like."

The Lion Douluo said "Oh", and then he couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful of rice covered with curry with a spoon and taste it.

It is no secret that Xue Mo's small kitchen often produces some delicious new dishes. No matter how the finished product looks, the taste is undoubtedly unquestionable. Not only Lion Douluo, but everyone else also took a bite of the curry rice with anticipation.

After taking a bite of curry rice, everyone showed satisfaction. As expected, the food from Mo'er's small kitchen tasted good. Only Qingluan Douluo looked bitter. He said, "This thing not only looks like shit, but also tastes like shit. Is there something wrong?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Qingluan Douluo with strange eyes, not understanding why he would make such a statement.

Xue Mo smiled and said, "Don't feel weird, you guys don't feel weird eating curry because you're eating curry. The reason why the Third Worshiper feels weird is because he's eating shit."

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this, and their eyes towards Qingluan Douluo changed, containing most of shock and a little laughter.

It’s not that they don’t value brotherhood, they just can’t hold back on this kind of thing.

Qingluan Douluo was stunned for a moment, then he began to dry heave. He vomited several times but nothing came out. He turned to Xue Mo, glared at him, and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Xue Mo's smile faded, and he said calmly: "Nothing, I just want to ask all the worshippers not to bully Xue'er. I know that everyone is so strict with us because they are good to me and Xue'er. I don't care, and I don't expect Xue'er to be carefree and happy all day long, but I don't want Xue'er to be sad.

No matter how the priests want to punish me for what happened today, I will accept it, but I will never change. I also hope that the priests will be nicer to Xueer. I don’t want to hear about Xueer being sad anymore.

Sorry, I'm going to Xue'er's place for lunch this afternoon. Everyone, enjoy your meal. I'll be back before the afternoon training."

After saying that, Xue Mo jumped off the chair, bowed to everyone, turned around and ran out of the restaurant.

The seven priests did not stop him and let Xue Mo leave. After Xue Mo left, Guangling Douluo turned around and looked at Qingluan Douluo, and asked curiously: "Third brother, what does shit smell like?"

Qingluan Douluo pointed at a piece of curry with a cold face and said, "This is it. If you want to know, try it yourself."

When Guangling Douluo saw this, he realized that the third brother had already discovered that there was shit mixed in the curry, so he didn't eat it at all. He turned back in disappointment and continued eating.

Qingluan Douluo sighed, looked at Qian Daoliu, and asked with a face full of resentment: "Brother, what did you say to that kid? I almost ate shit just now!"

Qian Daoliu also looked disappointed. He muttered to himself, "I thought he would poison me..."

Qingluan Douluo broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this, and quickly said, "Brother, if I did something wrong you can just tell me directly, or you can punish me, why do you want my life!"

Qian Daoliu chuckled and said, "I don't want to kill you. I'm just curious about how this kid will react after his reverse scale is touched. He's okay. Although his heart is not cruel enough, his action is not bad. I like this kind of character who doesn't take revenge overnight."

After evaluating Xue Mo, Qian Daoliu continued, "Don't think he's just talking. Be nicer to Xue'er in the future. Mo'er knows that the most severe punishment we can give him is just to increase the amount of training. It won't cause him any serious injuries, let alone take his life. It's useless to use punishment to make him behave. If you mess with Xue'er, he will feed you shit."

Without Qian Daoliu's reminder, everyone could feel that Xue Mo was really capable of doing such a thing, and they all responded.

Only Qingluan Douluo looked confused.

How did I make Xueer upset? Wasn't it just that she got up late this morning and I said a few words to her? I didn't say anything serious, Xueer didn't even cry, why should I be fed shit for such a small matter!

(End of this chapter)