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"Young Master Jin, this is your lunch for today."

Deacon Tao took off the food box on the roof, opened it and handed it to Bao Ye.

Bao Ye looked at the two identical yellow-brown stools in the food box and glared at Deacon Tao with a 'you're f * cking teasing me' expression. "Is this lunch?"

You want him to eat shit?

"Master wants you to choose one of the dishes," Deacon Tao said with a smile.

Bao Ye sneered: "Is there any difference?"

The two stools were exactly the same, what difference was there in choosing them?

"The two pieces of sh * t could be real or fake. If Young Master Jin chose real ones, then you and …" Deacon Tao looked at the old slaves standing at the entrance of the Wind and Moon Pavilion. "They are really going to swallow this whole."

"Fuck." Bao Ye was a little angry.

Yesterday, it was not enough to disgust him, but now, it was fine. He even had other people suffer along with him.

"What if he gets a fake one?"

"If you choose the fake one, the people from Wind and Moon Pavilion, prosody hall and slave farms can all enjoy a sumptuous meal."

Bao Ye was in disbelief: "Really?"

"Really."

Bao Ye looked at the feces in his food and muttered, "I'm probably the first person in history to focus so much on observing feces."

Then he noticed that one of the stools smelled bad, and the other smelled of cream.

Bao Ye immediately pointed at the creamy, fragrant feces and said, "This is fake."

"Are you sure?" Deacon Tao asked.

"Very sure and sure, that's it."

Deacon Tao smiled and looked towards the end of the road.

Bao Ye followed his gaze and looked over. Dozens of Truck slowly drove over, and stopped right outside the entrance of Wind and Moon Pavilion.

They opened the back of the other carts, took out a big pot, shovels and a pile of food, and placed them on the roadside, then began to cook on the spot.

This series of actions immediately caught the attention of the Wind and Moon Pavilion and the rest of the prosody hall. The slaves ran to the edge of the iron net and drooled on the chopping board outside.

Deacon Tao opened the car door and said, "Young Master Jin, please get in."

"I haven't eaten yet." Bao Ye couldn't help but gulp when he saw the godly skills of the chefs. "Wait till I've eaten my fill before we go back."

"Young Master Jin, your big meal is already in the car."

Bao Ye looked into the car and saw Dong Lingce sitting inside.

He got into the car snappily, "Grandpa Dongling, how are you going to deal with me this time?"

Dong Lingce smirked: "How do you know that the big one is a fake? Aren't you afraid that I'll make you guess wrong by buttering real shit? "

"I knew you would think this way to be sure that the creamy ones are fake. Heh, I really had a hard time finding someone to make you a fake cake stool to play with me." Bao Ye glanced at the rich dishes on the table and raised his eyebrows. "These are all for me to eat?"

"Of course." Dong Lingce made an inviting gesture: "Eat as you like."

Bao Ye, who had been beaten this many times, couldn't believe him: "You didn't poison the dishes or add other 'seasonings'?"

Dong Lingce chuckled. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "If you're worried, I'll show you."

He casually picked up a piece of beef and placed it in his mouth before gracefully chewing on it.

Bao Ye finally put his heart down and started to eat.

Dong Lingce put down his chopsticks and leaned back to observe him. Although the way he ate was not very elegant, it was not like other slaves who would wolf down their food. Nor was it like the slaves who were curious about food when they saw it.

"I think your diagnosis for the slaves is pretty good. Do you really know medicine?"

Bao Ye looked at him and lied, "In the years that I was sent to the institute, I secretly learned medicine from a researcher."

Actually, his adoptive father spent all his savings to send him to study his medical skills. He said that there weren't many people who were doctors in this world, and it would be easier for him to find a job once he mastered it.

He himself was very interested in medicine, and he also wanted to nurture his adoptive father's body after learning medicine, so he followed an old doctor to practice medicine.

Dong Lingce responded with a meaningful "oh", as he obviously didn't quite believe him.

Bao Ye didn't care whether Ye Zichen believed him or not, he just focused on eating.

Dong Lingce saw that he just ignored his food and frowned unhappily. Then, he thought of something and asked: "Listen, what's that sound?"

Bao Ye stopped eating and heard a woman moan: "Mmm..." "Ah …

The other party's voice sounded a little rough, as if it was made from making love, but if one listened carefully, it didn't sound like it.

He frowned and looked at Dong Lingce: "What do you want to do now?"

"Just guess what the sound is and you can continue to eat, including them." Dong Lingce looked at the slaves outside the car.

Bao Ye knew that the old man's boredom was acting up again, so he directly said, "The moan a woman makes when making love."

Dong Lingce burst out laughing: "What a vulgar guess, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

Bao Ye rolled his eyes and raised his hand to pick up the dishes. However, the food seemed to be covered by a barrier, so no matter what, his chopsticks could not pick up the dishes.

He put down his chopsticks gloomily and said, "It's already so difficult to eat."

"You guessed right, I'll give it to you to eat." Dong Lingce smirked, "Just listen to what's going on?"

Bao Ye heard the woman's moan again. However, it was much softer this time. Moreover, there was a trace of patience in it. "It must be the moan a woman makes when she's making love."

Dong Lingce laughed again. After a long while, he said, "Wrong, this is the sound of a woman squatting in front of a bugle."

"Oh ~ ~" Bao Ye put down his chopsticks, rubbed his forehead and said, "Grandpa Dongling, can you still make people eat properly?"

Dong Lingce crossed his legs: "One last time, if I don't guess correctly, the food outside the car will be taken away."

Then, the woman's coquettish voice sounded in Bao Ye's ears again, "I still think it's a woman's moan when making love."

Dong Lingce smiled without saying a word.

Bao Ye knew he guessed right. He quickly grabbed the chopsticks and finished the meal before the man's boring illness could break out.

After he had eaten his fill, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Master, you should also guess what sound we are going to hear next."

Dong Lingce became interested when he heard that. "Alright."

"Pa ~ ~" Bao Ye only said one word: "What do you think this is?"

Dong Lingce frowned: "Just one word?"

"Yes."

Dong Lingce thought for a while. "The sound of something falling?"

"No, listen to it again." Bao Ye raised his head and laughed: "Pah pah — —"

Dong Lingce frowned. "Applause?"

"Not really." Bao Ye's smile widened: "Pa Pa Pa Pa — —"

Dong Lingce narrowed his eyes. He felt that his smile was a bit bad. He thought for a while, but couldn't use common sense to guess: "It's the sound of a lovemaking collision."

Bao Ye burst out laughing, "Grandpa Dongling, who are the two of us to be so vulgar?"

Dong Lingce frowned: "Then what do you mean?"

Bao Ye stopped laughing: "The first slap, is the sound of me wanting to slap you."

Dong Lingce: "..."

"The second two slaps, it's the sound of me wanting to slap you twice, the third six slaps …" Bao Ye laughed: "It's the sound of me wanting to slap you."

After Dong Lingce heard this, he laughed without getting angry: "You are really bold, you actually want to slap Master. But, you are also very timid, you only dare to think about it and not do it."

"I only want to do it now, but it might not happen in the future. Thank you for the hospitality, master. I will go back first." Bao Ye wiped his mouth with a paper towel and threw it at him before Dong Lingce's eyes.

Dong Lingce slapped away the tissue, looked at the seat in front of Bao Ye and laughed. Then he also disappeared from the car.