I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 45 Let the Boss Taste the Meat
Meng Qi returned to the car, and Meng Zichen said to her with lingering fear, "You can't jump out of the car like that again next time. I wasn't scared to death by the demon, but by you."

Meng Qi glanced at him sideways and snorted, "You're incompetent and cowardly, no wonder you're so poor."

Meng Zichen:
Forget it, he decided not to argue with a younger elder.

"I just called your mom, and she said Captain Xia will be here soon. What are Grandpa and Ziyang still doing over there?"

Rat spirits, how disgusting! Surely they wouldn't be thinking of selling their flesh too, would they?
Meng Ziyang used his short sword to shovel out two round, red meatballs from a pile of scraps of meat. Then he took out a plastic bag from his pocket, wrapped the meatballs in wheat seedlings, and put them into the bag.

The two returned to the car, and Meng Shubing turned to Xiao Qi and asked, "Take a look at the knife you were holding just now."

After today's battle, Meng Shubing no longer dares to underestimate Xiao Qi.

However, he was still very curious about her skills. "Who did you learn this from? Your dad has only been back for a couple of days."

Meng Qi replied very seriously, "Old Lin said that this is a talent of the Lin family. They are faster than others from birth, and they are even faster with the teleportation technique."

However, her father hasn't had a chance to teach her yet.

But Meng Ziyang was good at playing the straight man, nodding in agreement, "It's true, Master is even faster, he can disappear in front of you in the blink of an eye."

This is an exaggeration.

But Meng Shubing and Meng Zichen didn't care. They were obviously more curious about the word "talent." Meng Zichen, in particular, gave Lin Qingquan's ability a simplistic assessment: "I thought he was so amazing and awesome, but it turns out it's just hereditary talent. Pshaw!"

As he spoke, he started the van with a loud, laborious effort, making a racket that gave everyone a headache and temporarily stopped Meng Shubing from asking his niece any more questions.

Once the van was on the road, he turned back and asked, "There are other cars on the road, so why did the rat demon rush over just as we were coming? Xiao Qi, do you know something?"

"What do you know?" Meng Qi looked blank. "There's demon meat in our car, it smells so good, it naturally attracts them."

The world of demons is different from that of humans. They kill and eat each other, and there is no concept of not eating one's own kind.

Master once casually mentioned something like this when talking about demons. Mengqi thought it was normal at the time, since it was just like the animals here.

Therefore, she naturally assumed that the rat demon was after the demonic flesh on the cart.

According to Lao Lin, their demon cores were still just lumps of flesh, without any crystalline, shimmering substance inside. These demons were very low-level and hadn't been intelligent for many years.

That's why they rushed out mindlessly, acting solely on instinct.

On the other hand, the one I met at the foot of Green Ivy Mountain was much smarter. She ran away as soon as she saw her, showing she knew how to protect herself.

"Will demon flesh attract other demons?"

Meng Shubing and Meng Zichen exchanged a glance, and their hearts skipped a beat at the same time. Money really wasn't so easy to earn.

"That's not right. When I took that snake with me before, everything was fine. I didn't encounter anything."

More than a week has passed, and Meng Zichen suddenly remembered that since then, many demons have appeared in the countryside near Qingzhou.

Before that, it wasn't exactly peaceful and stable, but at least it wasn't like now, with incidents happening every few days.

It's as if they've been hibernating all winter and are finally coming out to forage for food.

A cold sweat broke out on his back.

Ignorance is bliss. It was almost dark when he returned to the city with the snake meat that day. Luckily, he didn't run into anything. If he had, he probably would have been eaten to the bone.

Suddenly, I realized that bringing Xiao Qi along this time was actually the right decision, completely ignoring the fact that it was Lin Qingquan who made them do it.

After driving for another half hour, the grumbling van finally entered Qingzhou City. Meng Zichen had already made an appointment with the boss, so they could go directly to the restaurant.

Upon arrival, he first arranged for Meng Qi and Meng Ziyang to stay at the milk tea shop next door, ordering two cups of milk tea and two plates of small cakes for each of the two little ones. Then, he hurriedly took Meng Shubing, carrying a casserole and a lunchbox, into the restaurant.

His boss, Hu Chunxiang, was already waiting in the largest private room. When he saw Meng Zichen come in, he stood up abruptly, and because he stood up so quickly, his oval beer belly accidentally bumped into the table.

However, he didn't care at all; instead, his eyes were fixed on the bag in Meng Zichen's hand.

Although it was covered quite tightly, his keen sense of smell allowed him to detect the intoxicating fragrance through the gaps.

It's even more fragrant than the snake meat from last time.

"Zichen, what did you bring this time?"

Meng Zichen only told him on the phone that there was wild game that was even better than the python from last time, but he didn't say what it was.

Hu Chunxiang sniffed hard, then his eyes lit up. "Is it mutton soup? Wild goat?"

"Boss, no wonder Master Li said your nose looks like a dog's nose, I think it's pretty much true."

Chef Li is the head chef of their restaurant, "Xianglai Restaurant," and has been working with Hu Chunxiang for over twenty years. The two have a very close relationship.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I just have a lot of smells and I'm good at distinguishing smells."

As Hu Chunxiang was speaking, Meng Zichen had already placed the bag containing the casserole on the table, then lifted the lid, and a rich aroma of mutton immediately filled the air and spread throughout the private room.

Hu Chunxiang couldn't help but swallow hard. If it weren't for his upbringing and self-control, he would have picked up the casserole and drunk it all.

He then pretended to be reserved and took out his phone to make a call, slowly saying to the other end, "Old Li, bring a spoon and two bowls. Zichen brought some good stuff. Come and try it."

"Now? I'm cutting the meat, why don't you wait?"

"Now, quickly!"

Hu Chunxiang almost shouted the last two words through gritted teeth, but at the same time, the saliva that automatically welled up in his mouth due to the aroma forced him to reduce the width of his mouth to prevent saliva from flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

He then turned his head, raised the teacup in front of him, and swallowed the saliva and tea together, trying to hide it.

At the same time, he was internally screaming: "You bastard, can't you understand what I mean? Hurry up and bring me the spoon and bowl!"

They could have just called a regular waiter, but wouldn't they need to confirm the price of the meat later?

He needs to discuss it with Lao Li.

That's why I invited him to come and try it.

Even so, Master Li still took his time and waited five minutes before coming in.

Hu Chunxiang was about to open his mouth to scold him when the old man's eyes lit up as soon as he smelled the soup. He nimbly walked to the table in a few steps, picked up a spoon and ladled out the soup.

Seeing how self-aware he was, Hu Chunxiang shut his mouth.

But when Old Li finished serving a bowl, he reached out to take it, but the bowl avoided his hand and went straight to Old Li's own mouth.

Hu Chunxiang:
Good afternoon!

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(End of this chapter)