Chapter 249 - 251: Disdain

Chapter 249: Chapter 251: Disdain

The City State.

Su Nuannuan was led to a new salt lake.

Gazing at the vast expanse of snow-white salt before her, her eyes filled with triumph.

’I knew it! My salt-making skills are so superb, Dongfang Luanhe was bound to notice me.’

’He must be attracted to me now. Why else would he put me in charge of such a huge salt lake?’

The salt lake stretched out before her, seemingly endless, and Su Nuannuan felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

’This is what I, Su Nuannuan, deserve to have, not being crammed into some salt cave managing a few measly Salt Wells.’

’I used to think Su Luoluo was kind of impressive for managing so many Salt Wells. But now that I think about it, compared to this enormous salt lake, what do her few little wells even amount to?’

Once she conquered Dongfang Luanhe and made him her Beastman, she would be the one and only City State Lady. Getting revenge on Su Luoluo then would be a piece of cake.

At this thought, Su Nuannuan couldn’t help but laugh maniacally in her mind.

’Su Luoluo, you’ll lose to me sooner or later.’

’But wait, I’ve already completed the mission. Why hasn’t the system sent my reward yet?’

Just as she finished the thought, the system’s voice rang out.

"Congratulations, Host, for completing the salt-making mission. You are rewarded with a full head of beautiful hair."

Hearing this, Su Nuannuan was overjoyed. She covered her head, took off her wig, and felt her scalp. After confirming that the small bald spot on top was gone, she beamed with happiness. "Thank you, System! My hair really grew back!"

The system responded with a faint chuckle. "No need to thank me. This is what the Host deserves for completing the mission. However, you still need to make contact with Dongfang Luanhe. You must win him over quickly, before Su Luoluo snatches him away."

Su Nuannuan nodded in agreement. "I will, System. I’m planning to make some Warm Chicken and send it to him."

"Warm Chicken? What’s that?" The Flaw System searched its database for a long time but couldn’t find any information on "Warm Chicken," so it had to ask.

A smug look appeared on Su Nuannuan’s face. "It’s a type of chicken I invented. You coat it in mud and bake it. It’s especially delicious."

Hearing this, the system’s text display seemed to twitch. ’Beggar’s chicken is just beggar’s chicken. What the heck is a ’Warm Chicken’? Such a tacky name.’

However, seeing how confident Su Nuannuan was, it didn’t interrupt her.

’As long as she’s willing to put in the effort to get close to Dongfang Luanhe, that’s all that matters.’

With that in mind, the system agreed. "That’s fine. Go ahead!"

Su Nuannuan nodded with a smile.

She dug up a basket of dirt from her backyard and started preparing the chicken.

Once it was ready, she took the chicken to the entrance of the main hall.

Lu Ming was just coming in from outside when he saw Su Nuannuan bossing around a few Beastman Servants. He frowned and walked over. "What are you all doing?"

The Beastman Servants were unsure how to handle the situation. Seeing Lu Ming arrive, they quickly reported, "Leader, this female says she has something for the Young Master."

This female kept insisting she had a gift for the Young Master. We offered to take it for her, but she refused, adamant about delivering it herself.

We couldn’t just let anyone through. The Young Master doesn’t see just anybody.

Seeing Lu Ming now, they heaved a great sigh of relief.

Lu Ming glanced at Su Nuannuan. "What gift?"

When Su Nuannuan saw Lu Ming, a joyful expression lit up her face. He was the one who had brought her the crude salt to purify.

She said excitedly, "I made something to eat and wanted to present it to the Young Master."

"Something to eat?" Lu Ming scanned her from head to toe. "What is it?"

Since Lu Ming asked, Su Nuannuan presented the item in her hands to him. "It’s the Warm Chicken I made. I want the Young Master to have a taste."

After speaking, she feigned shyness and added, "I’m so grateful to the Young Master for letting me stay and providing for me."

"Take it back. The Young Master isn’t lacking for chicken to eat. As for letting you stay, that was because you know how to purify salt. There’s nothing more to it," Lu Ming said, seeing right through the female’s intentions and rejecting her request.

’And with how sloppy she looked before, with a pile of bird droppings on her head, how dare she covet our Young Master?’

Lu Ming was about to turn and leave, but Su Nuannuan quickly stopped him to explain, "This isn’t an ordinary chicken! It’s made with mud. The Young Master will know as soon as he tastes it that it’s different from regular chicken."

’Made with mud?’

Remembering how this female had used plant ash to purify salt last time, Lu Ming paused. ’Perhaps the Young Master would be interested in something different.’ He turned back and held out his hand. "Give it here. I’ll take it to the Young Master."

Su Nuannuan heard this and was reluctant. "The way to eat this chicken is a bit complicated. It would be better if I delivered it to the Young Master myself!"

’I made this chicken specifically to win Dongfang Luanhe’s favor. If Lu Ming takes it, I still won’t get to see him!’ Su Nuannuan was very unwilling.

Lu Ming shot her a look. "If you’re not willing, then forget it. The Young Master doesn’t just see anyone."

She hadn’t expected Lu Ming to refuse her so decisively. As reluctant as she was, Su Nuannuan had no choice but to compromise and give the chicken to him.

’It can’t be helped. If I don’t give it to him, this chicken isn’t getting delivered today.’

She was confident this chicken would make Dongfang Luanhe see her in a new light. Thinking this, Su Nuannuan no longer hesitated and handed the chicken to Lu Ming, carefully instructing, "Just use a stick to crack off the mud on the outside, and then it can be eaten."

Lu Ming took it, turned, and left without another word.

When he entered the hall with the chicken, Dongfang Luanhe was playing with Golden Feather.

Seeing Lu Ming enter, Golden Feather flapped up from mid-air and swooped toward him.

Dongfang Luanhe narrowed his eyes at Lu Ming and said teasingly, "What trick did you use today? Golden Feather actually flew over to play with you."

Normally, no matter how much Lu Ming tried to curry favor with Golden Feather, it would completely ignore him.

Lu Ming found it strange too, until he saw a pair of sharp, yellow eyes staring intently at his hands. Then it clicked. He grimaced, lifting the chicken. "I didn’t do anything. It’s probably because of this chicken."

"A chicken? You’re getting more and more cunning, kid. You actually brought a chicken over."

"It’s not mine. It’s from that female. She said it’s made with mud and wanted to offer it for the Young Master to taste."

"Making chicken with mud? How disgusting is that?" Dongfang Luanhe was instantly reminded of the sight of her eating bird droppings and felt even more repulsed.

"Throw it away! And don’t accept any more gifts from this female in the future."

’What kind of good food could such a filthy person possibly make?’

Lu Ming actually thought the chicken smelled quite fragrant. But then he pictured Su Nuannuan with bird droppings on her head, and then putting them in her mouth, and he too felt disgusted.

He bowed his head in assent and was about to leave.

But Golden Feather blocked his path, circling up and down in the air.

Seeing this, Dongfang Luanhe laughed. "Alright, we have one here who isn’t picky. Throw it outside for Golden Feather to eat! Just don’t let me see it. It’s disgusting."

At that, Lu Ming nodded, led Golden Feather outside, took out the chicken, and tossed it into the air. Golden Feather immediately tore it to pieces and began to eat.

After delivering the chicken, Su Nuannuan didn’t leave. She stood there, fantasizing that after Dongfang Luanhe ate the chicken, he would summon her, admire her, and fall in love with her on the spot.

But just as she was lost in her beautiful fantasy, something hit her on the head. She rubbed her head and looked up, only to see the same bird from last time, holding a chicken in its beak and eating it.

And that chicken looked very familiar—it was the very Warm Chicken she had made.

Her face instantly turned ashen, and she began to tremble all over. The Warm Chicken she had worked so hard to make had been stolen and eaten by that bird—the very same bird that had pooped on her head.