32. THIS IS FAKE.

 

“Young master Jin, this is your lunch today.”

Deacon Tao took the lid of the food cart and handed it to Bao Ye.

Bao Ye saw that there were two identical yellow-brown stools in the food box, and stared at Deacon Tao with the expression of ‘you are fucking kidding me’: “Is this my lunch?” That psycho wants him to eat shit?

Deacon Tao held back his laughter and said, “Master wants you to choose one of these to eat.”

Bao Ye sneered, “Is there a difference?”

The two stools look exactly the same, so where is the difference?

“One of ‘these’ is real while the other is fake. If Young master Jin chooses the real one, then you and…” Deacon Tao looked at the old slaves standing at the gate of Fengyue Pavilion: “They will have to eat that.”

“Fuck me.” Bao Ye got a little angry.

Wasn’t it enough to disgust him yesterday? Let alone disgusting him again now, why he should bring others to suffer together with him.

“What if I choose a fake one?”

“If you choose a fake one, people in Fengyue Pavilion, Yunshi Pavilion and slave farm can all have a rich meal.”

Bao Ye didn’t quite believe it: “Really?”

“Really. ”

Bao Ye looked at the stool in the plate and muttered, “I guess I am the first person in history to observe shit so intently.”

Then, he found that one of the stools gave off an unpleasant smell, while the other had a creamy aroma.

Bao Ye immediately pointed to the cream-scented stool and said, “This is fake.”

Deacon Tao asked, “Are you sure?”

“Very sure and sure, this is it.”

Deacon Tao smiled slightly and raised his eyes to look at the end of the road.

Bao Ye followed his gaze, and dozens of large trucks slowly drove over and stopped outside the gate of Fengyue pavilion.

More than 200 low-level slaves jumped out of the back of a large truck in the front. They opened the back of other trucks, moved out a pile of large pots and a pile of food to the side of the road, then began to cook them on the spot.

This series of actions immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Fengyue Pavilion and the Yunshi Pavilion. The slaves ran to the edge of the iron net and drooled at the scent of meat.

Deacon Tao opened the car door: “Young master Jin, please get in the car.”

“I haven’t eaten yet.” Seeing the chefs’ cooking skills, Bao Ye couldn’t help swallowing: “I’ll go back when I’m full.”

“Young master Jin, your meal is already in the car.”

Bao Ye turned to look inside the car and saw Dong Ling Ce sitting in the car.

He sat in the car angrily: “My Lord, what do you want to do this time?”

Dong Ling Ce twitched his lips and said, “How did you know which one was fake? Were you not afraid that I will make the real one smell like cream to mislead you?”

“I knew you would think so, that’s why I guessed the creamy smelling one is fake, heh, it’s been really hard on you to find someone to make a fake cake poop to play with me. Bao Ye glanced at the rich dishes on the table, and raised his eyebrows: “All these are for me?”

“Of course.” Dong Ling Ce made a gesture of invitation: “You can eat whatever you want.”

Bao Ye did not believe him one bit: “Did you add poison or other ‘seasoning’ to the dishes?”

Dong Ling Ce smiled lowly, picked up his chopsticks and said, “If you are worried, I will eat it for you first.”

He casually picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, chewing it gracefully.

Bao Ye finally relaxed and started eating.

Dong Ling Ce put down his chopsticks and leaned against the back of the chair to observe him. Although the way he ate was not very elegant, he was not rude or gobbling like other slaves, nor was he like the slaves outside the car whose eyes lit up when they saw the food. He didn’t show any curiosity towards food.

“I see that you are good at curing people. Do you really know medicine?”

Bao Ye glanced at him and lied, “During the years when I was in to the human body research institute, I secretly learned it from  the researchers.”

In fact, his adoptive father spent all his savings to send him to learn medical skills, saying that there are not many doctors in this world, and it will be easier for him to find a job after he completes his studies.

He himself was also very interested in medical skills, and he also wanted to cure his adoptive father, so he studied medicine.

Dong Ling Ce let out a meaningful sigh, apparently not believing his words.

Bao Ye didn’t care whether he believed it or not, he just kept his head and ate his meal.

Seeing that he was only eating and ignoring him, Dong Ling Ce frowned unhappily, then he thought of something, and curled his lips and asked, “Listen, what’s that sound?” Bao Ye stopped eating, and heard a sound in his ear, A woman’s groaning voice: “…”
The person’s voice was a bit thick, a bit like the sound of having sex, but it didn’t look like it after listening carefully.

He frowned and looked at Dong Ling Ce: “What do you want to do?”

“If you guess what the sound is, you can continue eating, including them.” Dong Ling Ce looked at the slaves who were waiting outside the car.

Bao Ye knew that this psycho’s boredom had flared up again, so he said directly: “The moaning sound a woman makes during sex.”

Dong Ling Ce burst out laughing, “What an obscene guess, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong.”

Bao Ye rolled his eyes at him, and raised his hand to pick up the food, but the food seemed to be under a spell, and his chopsticks couldn’t pick up the food.

He put down his chopsticks depressed: “Eating a meal is so difficult.”

“You can eat as long as you get it right.” Dong Ling Ce curled his lips, “Listen to what sound is that”

“again?” Bao Ye heard the woman’s moan again, but this time the voice was much softer, and, with a hint of forbearance: “This time it must be the moaning sound of a woman during sex.”

Dong Ling Ce laughed again, and after a while he said: “Wrong, this is a sound of a woman defecating.”

“Oh~~” Bao Ye put down his chopsticks, stroked his forehead ands said, “Master Dong Ling, can you mind your language during people eating?”

“This is your last chance, listen carefully. The food outside is about to be taken away.”
Immediately afterwards, a woman’s coquettish moan sounded again in Bao Ye’s ear: “I still guess it’s the moaning sound of a woman during sex.”

Dong Ling Ce smiled and said nothing.

Bao Ye knew that he had guessed right, so he quickly picked up his chopsticks and finished the meal before the old man’s boredom kicked in again.

After he was full, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, “Mater, can you guess the sound.”

Dong Ling Ce became interested when he heard it: “Okay.”

“Pa——”

“Guess what kind of sound it is?”

Dong Ling Ce frowned: “Just one word?”

“Yeah.”

Dong Ling Ce thought for a while: “The sound of things dropping?”

“No, listen again.” Bao Ye smiled: “Pa-pa–”

Dong Ling Ce frowned: “Applause?”

“No”

“Papapa——”

Dong Ling Ce squinted his eyes, felt that the smile was a little evil, he decided not to use common sense to guess: “It’s the sound during sex.
Bao Ye laughed and said, “Master Dong Ling, who is being obscene now?”

Dong Ling Ce frowned, “Then what sound is it?”

Bao Ye stopped laughing: “The first sound, It’s the sound of me slapping you.”

Dong Ling Ce: “…”

“The second sound is me to slapping you twice, and the third one…” Bao Ye He smiled and said, “It’s the sound of me slapping you as I like.”

After hearing this, Dong Ling Ce smiled instead of angry, “You are so courageous that you want to slap your Master, but you are also very timid, you only dare to think about it but don’t dare to do it.”

“I’m just thinking about it now, not necessarily in the future, then thank you your majesty for your hospitality, I’ll go back first.” Bao Ye threw the tissue that he wiped his mouth at him, and disappeared before Dong Ling Ce’s eyes.

Dong Ling Ce patted the tissue away, looked at the seat were Bao Ye sat, laughed amusedly, the disappeared from the car.

 

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