Chapter 95: A Counteracting Poison Combo, Genius

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: A Counteracting Poison Combo, Genius

In the banquet hall, the dozen or so huge pots and barrels had all been moved to an open space. As the lids were lifted and the meat was ladled out, stomachs that had just eaten moments before now felt ravenously hungry.

The aroma was incredible. This meat was just too fragrant. Everyone knew from experience that while fresh offal was tender, once boiled, it developed a particularly unpleasant smell and its texture became extremely poor.

But what that sub-female had made was different. Every bite of offal was tender yet springy, especially the lung, which was the most plentiful ingredient.

The pores of the pork lung had soaked up the savory broth, leaving nothing but a mouthful of rich, meaty flavor. It was so delicious you wanted to gnaw on the bowl itself.

As was customary, a large plate of the mixed pork offal was served to the Young Master first, along with two large glasses of iced soy milk and iced almond juice. Only then did the others roll up their sleeves and begin to feast with abandon.

"By the Beast God, what is this! Quick, get me another glass!" To the Beastman from the White Bear Clan, the iced soy milk and almond juice were nothing short of a divine drink.

He hadn’t even taken a sip, but just raising the glass to his lips, he could feel a hint of cool, sweet air waft up. The first sip was silky smooth, the sweetness spreading throughout his mouth—a welcome sensation in the perpetually heated Nantong City.

When his mouth was dry and hot, a big gulp like that was enough to make the White Bear practically bubble with happiness.

So good!

In his whole bear life, he’d never had anything so delicious!

Tiger Flame lifted the glass to his mouth, parting his thin lips to take a refined sip. The moment the iced almond juice touched his tongue, that lingering feeling of heat and irritation was washed away by the cold drink, and an exquisite sense of comfort flooded his mind.

Though his posture remained elegant, he GULP, GULPED down both iced drinks beside him. As an attendant refilled his glasses, he was already taking large mouthfuls of the mixed pork offal.

Tiger Flame’s movements weren’t crude, yet his speed was by no means slow. Amidst the others scrambling to eat and drink, he didn’t fall behind in the slightest.

The Beihuang Warriors held mixed offal in their right hands, chewed on pork lung, and clutched two glasses in their left, chugging down the iced soy milk and iced almond juice in single gulps.

Mao Yang and the others had been worried that Feng Si’s dishes wouldn’t suit the Beihuang Warriors’ tastes, wondering how they could stall until the Admiral arrived in Nantong City. Now they saw this pack of Beihuang Warriors with their eyes shining, their heads buried in their food.

Smelling the rich, mouth-watering aroma that filled the room, they were overcome with extremely complicated feelings.

While the male beasts ate over there and the sub-females watched over here, drooling, everyone’s attention was focused on the food in the room. Taking advantage of the cover provided by the countertop, Feng Si reached into her jacket pocket, retrieved a small milk bottle she had stored in her dimensional space, and quietly placed it beside Yun Duo.

With the familiar food now present, Yun Chi temporarily abandoned his lookout post. He obediently drank his milk from inside Feng Si’s pocket, holding the tiny bottle with his two little paws, his small mouth moving as he drank with great concentration.

The little cub Yun Duo was also making glugging sounds as she drank her milk. At the thought, Feng Si couldn’t help but reveal a smile.

Seeing the smile on Feng Si’s face, the others inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. Their anxiety lessened, and a few quiet voices even piped up from the crowd:

"Look at them, they look like they’ve been starving for a hundred years. There’s no way anyone will say Feng Si’s cooking is bad."

"Just watching is making me so hungry," Mao Qingqing said, swallowing hard with envy.

A GURGLE came from the stomachs of Mao Qiu and the other sub-females. In unison, they were all reminded of the pickled cabbage Feng Si made. Her pickled cabbage was unbelievably delicious!

Feng Si had taught them the recipes for all these dishes in front of everyone. ’I can’t wait to go back and make this for my family to try!’

"Soon, we can... we can go home!" a sub-female began to cheer quietly. "Feng Si’s food is so fragrant, she must have won!"

The Beihuang Warriors gorged and guzzled, and no matter how much food there was, it was devoured in an instant. Some of them licked their lips, still not satisfied. When they looked at Feng Si again, the disdain in their eyes had been replaced by the glint of someone who had just discovered a treasure.

His sharp ears catching the sub-females’ whispers, Shi Li let out two arrogant laughs. A brutish, plundering look entered his eyes as he stared intently at Feng Si.

The other Beastmen mirrored Shi Li’s expression and posture; their thoughts were likely the same as well.

’So she made the pickled cabbage, too. That means if we keep her, won’t we have an endless supply of delicious food from now on?’

’To think that sub-female has such skill.’ Tiger Flame narrowed his blue eyes, deciding he had to keep her, no matter the cost.

A look of naked ambition crossed his face. He pointed a finger at Feng Si. "Your cooking has pleased me. I permit you to remain by my side."

"Let the others go." Tiger Flame retracted his hand, speaking in a flat voice. He picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and spoke to Feng Si as if beckoning a servant:

"Come here. You will follow me when we depart."

This was considered a great honor. Tiger Flame did not yet have a mate, and as the Young Master, he had never kept any sub-females or females by his side.

Thus, to suddenly take a black-haired sub-female to serve by his side was, in Tiger Flame’s mind, a special favor bestowed upon her. All the Beihuang Warriors present thought so as well.

Feng Si let out a soft laugh.

She stood there calmly, reached up to untie the apron at her waist, and casually tidied up the bowls and plates on the stove.

The sub-females behind her grew anxious as they watched Feng Si. Mao Qiu whispered urgently, "What do we do? Why isn’t the Young Master keeping his promise!"

Shi Li, who had overheard again, offered a helpful explanation, "Because rules are made by the strong."

A wave of gleeful, jeering laughter erupted around them. The sub-females didn’t dare to show their anger, nor did they dare to speak another word.

Seeing Feng Si standing there without moving, an attendant frowned and snapped, "Hey, didn’t you hear? Our Young Master told you to come over."

Under everyone’s gaze, Feng Si lifted her head to look at Tiger Flame and said with a smile, "I refuse."

What??

Her clear voice rang out in the room. Two words, a decisive rejection of the Young Master Beihuang’s invitation.

The Beihuang Warriors hadn’t even had time to react before they suddenly felt a sharp, twisting pain in their stomachs. One after another, they clutched their bellies and collapsed to the ground, their pained howls filling the air:

"Fuck, what did you put in the food!"

"Urgh—I’m so dizzy... I’m starting to see black spots."

"What’s going on? You ate some first, so why!"

Cold sweat beaded on Tiger Flame’s forehead as a pain like a twisting knife shot through his abdomen. Yet he remained sitting ramrod straight, his posture still perfect. His gaze was grim. "What did you put in it?"

Feng Si smiled sweetly. "Oh, I put in quite a lot of things."

She was like a cooking instructor, patiently and gently explaining to the crowd of Beastmen who were glaring daggers at her:

"The pork lung by itself is not a problem. Drinking a small amount of bitter almond juice can even be beneficial. However, if an adult Beastman eats about a hundred bitter almonds, it can cause adverse reactions like difficulty breathing. When eaten together with an incompatible food like pork lung, vomiting and nausea are normal."

"Oh, and there was the raw soy milk. Drinking it uncooked can cause an upset stomach. Then I added honey and ice... I just didn’t expect all of you to be quite so gluttonous."

’Since I couldn’t fight them with force, my only option was to outsmart them. I can’t defeat Tiger Flame alone, let alone with his elite warriors behind him. My only advantage was my mastery of the pot and ladle.’

’I know which foods are incompatible and which are toxic. As long as a certain dosage is reached, I believe that even the toughest male beast’s body can’t withstand the effects of food poisoning.’