It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 139 [068] Fried chicken, the most delicious thing in the world

Qin Jiandan left the blood-stained diary and A Ku at Lao Wang's fried chicken shop. He thought Lao Wang needed some time to calm down, so he didn't bother him any further.

Return along the original route and escort Mu Yue to the police car at the Night Dragon Society headquarters, and Mu Yue can then return to the inner city to work.

Qin Jiandan felt a little reluctant, so he walked slowly and walked to the left front of Mu Yue several times to shield her from the wind and rain.

Mu Yue saw that Qin Jiandan wanted to share an umbrella with her and was not giving up even for such a short distance. Should she praise his tenacity or despise his lust?
"My uniform has just been dried." Mu Yue said, avoiding Qin Jiandan slightly, "If you forcefully change the umbrella, your clothes will get wet. Don't make trouble."

Mu Yue, wearing a police uniform, spoke in a police tone, and Qin Jiandan was dissatisfied: What's the big deal about provoking trouble? I'm going to attack the police! I'm going to attack them at least 100 times during the honeymoon!
The rain poured on the old trash can on the corner of the street, and it seemed that some small animal was crawling across the lid of the can. The sheriff nervously moved closer to Qin Jiandan.

Eh? Is it a mutant mouse? The little mouse has done a great job! If there is a movie called "Mutant Mouse Mobilization", I really want to take Mu Yue to the cinema to watch it! Mu Yue came to my arms within 10 minutes of the show starting!

"Mu Yue, why are you afraid of mutant rats?"

Qin Jiandan was quite curious about this. Just like the structure of Beast Girl's panties, the question would linger in his mind until it was clarified.

The sheriff didn't dare to look at the trash can that made the noise. She held up her umbrella and walked closer to Qin Jiandan, trying to act as if nothing had happened:

"12 years ago, on the night of the 'Police Car Bombing', I saw a mutant rat in the underground parking lot. That was the first time I saw this kind of monster with red eyes and bloody mouth in the inner city."

"At first I wasn't afraid of it and even threw pebbles at it, but soon something bad happened. Mutated rats represent a bad omen of losing loved ones to me, so I don't want to see them."

Mu Yue's tone was flat, but Qin Jiandan could imagine the psychological trauma left to an 8-year-old girl after such a horrific night.

Qin Jiandan was a little surprised that the sheriff would throw pebbles at the mutant rats. Mu Yue was a little naughty when she was young. Now she is serious in her police uniform, and only occasionally releases her nature when she changes into cosplay...

In front of him was the police car, parked behind two armored vans on the right side of the Night Dragon Society headquarters.

The guards at the gate specially set up a rain shelter for the police car to prevent it from being corroded by acid rain. On the contrary, no one cared about the guild's armored van. The guards were obviously trying to please the future young master's wife.

"Sheriff, are you going to go back? We are going to dismantle the rain shelter. Please wait a moment!"

While the guards were busy, Mu Yue stopped opposite and thought of asking Qin Jiandan a question:
"It's your turn. I told you about the mutant rats. You should also tell me why you like fried chicken so much, right?"

Qin Jiandan smiled bitterly:
"It's not that complicated. It's just that when I was a kid wandering the streets, I was lucky enough to find half a fried chicken. It was the most delicious thing I've ever eaten, and I fell in love with fried chicken ever since!"

Mu Yue looked at Qin Jiandan with sympathy. Although Mu Yue lost her mother very early, Qin Jiandan was an orphan and lived on the streets. His tragic childhood experience made people want to care about him.

Qin Jiandan misunderstood Mu Yue's look, and he quickly explained:
"I didn't eat it all by myself! I shared some with my sister! I still don't understand why Linlin didn't fall in love with fried chicken!"

Mu Yue suddenly felt something in her heart. She couldn't explain what was so good about this man who fell in love with fried chicken.

"My wish is to find out the truth about the 'Police Car Explosion Case'." Mu Yue's eyes passed through the rain curtains at the gate of the Night Dragon Society:

"If it involves the deeper, darker secrets of Ringstone, I will not stop. What is your wish?"

A few weeks ago, Qin Jiandan's wish was just to spend his days with his master and eat beer and fried chicken to his heart's content every day.

Now that the most difficult of the three wishes, "a beautiful wife", has been taken, Qin Jiandan, as the young master of the Night Dragon Club, has to think long-term:
“I want to make fried chicken affordable for everyone.”

"Ok?"

"Is it strange?" Qin Jiandan explained with a smile, "If a person works hard but can't even afford fried chicken in the end, then there must be something wrong with this world."

"There is something wrong with Ringstone. Over the years, I have seen nothing but human trafficking, forced labor, drug abuse, and selling one's conscience for money and inner city status."

Mu Yue was silent. She felt that the man in front of her became taller and more majestic. If she wanted to change Huanshi City, she had to challenge the company. It was really a road of no return full of thorns and death.

Qin Jiandan did not think further ahead, he was just discussing his simple wish:
"I hope that one day, everyone can eat fried chicken, and preferably with beer!"

The rain shelter had been removed by the guards. Mu Yue unlocked the police car, opened the door of the cab, got in and left the umbrella to Qin Jiandan:

"I want to go back."

Mu Yue's farewell was lukewarm, and did not seem to strongly respond to Qin Jiandan's wish for "beer and fried chicken". Qin Jiandan was a little disappointed, but he could only watch the police car start its engine and speed into the rain.

Contrary to her calm appearance, Mu Yue's heart was in turmoil. Holding the steering wheel, she felt joy and sadness coming from behind. Being enemies with the company... we might die on the road. If I were to die tomorrow, who should I spend my last night with?

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At night, the neon sign of "Lao Wang Fried Chicken Shop" lit up again.

After reading his son's diary, Lao Wang burst into tears again, but he cheered himself up and continued his business that night.

The strong aroma of fried chicken wafted into Ah Ku's nose, and the chicken bones left by customers in the store sparkled in the dwarf's eyes. But Ah Ku suppressed his appetite and hid in the back kitchen to watch Lao Wang busying himself.

"Aku, please wait a moment." Old Wang, with swollen eyes, moved the extended chopsticks in his hand:
"My fried chicken is made of 'animal mud' and 'highly compressed bone powder blocks'. Now that there are fewer customers, I will immediately tailor a fried chicken of the right size for you!"

"thank you boss!"

A Ku, who was afraid of contaminating the stove, stood next to a pile of sealed seasoning jars. Although she was adopted by Lao Wang, she still followed the apprentices and called him "Boss" or "Boss Wang".

Lao Wang didn't mind the issue of address. He heard from the young master that A Ku's parents had just passed away. How could such a child be allowed to call someone else dad right away?
The fried chicken shop has limited space. Apart from the kitchen and the dining area for customers, Lao Wang and his two apprentices only have a bedroom of a few square meters. Even so, Lao Wang also reserved a small independent room for Ah Ku.

He ordered his apprentice to buy a small bed, a small cabinet, and various counterfeit Barbie doll house accessories from the toy store, and A Ku lived in the most luxurious bedroom he had ever lived in.

Boss Wang was very skilled in his job and finished the super small fried chicken in just a few minutes. He placed the hot fried chicken on the edge of the plate and served it to the hungry Ah Ku:

"It's a little hot, so you can't eat it right away. If you like it, I'll make it for you every day from now on."

Boss Wang's concern reminded Ah Ku of her dead friend. She looked up at her adoptive father, whose apron was covered in grease but who looked so adorable.

The sudden happiness overwhelmed Ah Ku:
"The elders of my tribe told me that dwarf ratmen are only fit to eat garbage, be kicked and stoned, and live in sewers. I am very grateful to the boss for taking me in, but how can I have such a beautiful room and eat delicious fried chicken every day? This is something I dare not even dream of!"

Lao Wang took off his oil-proof gloves and gently patted Ah Ku's head:

"Dwarf ratmen are also human beings. No one in this world is born to eat garbage and live in sewers. Don't thank me. Thank the young master who rescued you from the mine."

Lao Wang stretched his tired cervical vertebrae and looked through the oil-stained skylight high up. He unexpectedly discovered that the moonlight was bright tonight and the starry sky seemed to indicate that the rain would be over and the sky would clear up.

"Aku, this fried chicken shop of mine was officially established because the young master invested in it as a personal shareholder."

Ah Ku didn't understand what "investing" meant, she sat behind the plate of fried chicken and listened carefully.

"The young master did not force me to join the Night Dragon Society, because that would require me to hand over part of my income. Although the young master has become a shareholder, he does not accept dividends. He just wants me to make more money..."

Ah Ku said, not quite understanding:
"The young master is indeed a good person. I learned how to write the young master's name from Aunt He. I heard that "Jiandan" represents sword and peony. Peony must be a very gentle flower, right?"

Boss Wang's face was covered with worry:
"Young Master's master, the president of the Night Dragon Society, hopes that Young Master will hold a sharp sword, cut through thorns and thorns, step over mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and build a country where flowers bloom."

"But I heard that the president places too much emphasis on talent. People without talent are like weeds that can be burned at will."

A Ku blinked his eyes:
"Is weed bad? I think the Night Dragon Society is full of good people. In order to protect this piece of heaven and the fried chicken on the plate, there's nothing wrong with burning me to win."

Boss Wang shook his head, patting his aching back, and sat down in front of A Ku:
"Unlike you, ordinary people are very afraid of death. Many people are also afraid of the leader of the Night Dragon Society because he can decide who is a flower and who is a weed just based on his preferences."

"Aku, what I like most about the young master is that even though we have no status and no ability, he will not look down on us. The young master told me that he hopes that one day everyone can easily eat fried chicken, and no one will get a bloody head or even lose their life because of a piece of fried chicken."

"I am an incompetent person. I cannot follow the young master to accomplish such a great thing. I can only continue to study fried chicken and strive for the day when I can serve fried chicken that satisfies everyone."

Ah Ku felt that her adoptive father was talking about something very serious. Even though the fried chicken on the plate made her drool, she still endured it and wanted to hear her adoptive father finish his words.

"I think that only the flourishing country established by the young master can accommodate weeds in the future. One day, we weeds will be able to live with dignity under the protection of the young master and with our own hands."

Seeing that the fried chicken was at the right temperature, Lao Wang urged Ah Ku to eat quickly. Ah Ku took a bite and was moved to tears by the unique texture of the crispy and soft chicken and the rich flavor.
"Boss, let's work hard together!"

On this day, the dwarf rat people left their dark underground nest, got rid of the inhumane and heavy labor, and gained freedom.

(The third volume ends, remember to vote for the hippopotamus who has no fried chicken to eat!)

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