1186 Dogs Don’t Eat
Di Tianxing had a smile on his face and said harmlessly, “My good son-in-law, this is the Egg-Fried Rice that I’ve specially learned from the chef this morning. Now, I’ll give you a glorious mission, which is to be the first person in history to taste the breakfast personally cooked by the Prime Minister of the Seven Stars Continent. There’s only one request, and that is to evaluate honestly after eating, as well as your aftertaste.”
Di Tianxing ordered Xie Jiuhan seriously. Xie Jiuhan squeezed out a very unhappy voice from between his teeth. “Prime Minister, are you planning to poison me blatantly?”
Di Tianxing said solemnly, “I’ve always had such thoughts, but if a bastard like you dies, I reckon my precious daughter will definitely be angry with me. As the father who dotes on his daughter the most in the world, I definitely won’t allow such a thing to happen, so don’t worry. Not only will I not poison you to death, but I’ll also let you grow old with my daughter. Alright, don’t waste any more time. It’ll be cold later. It’s your good fortune to be able to eat something I personally made. Hurry up and taste it.”
Di Tianxing kept urging Xie Jiuhan to start eating. His eyes were filled with excitement and a little nervousness because this was the first time in his life that he had cooked something. Although the first person to taste his cooking was this brat, Xie Jiuhan, no one had woken up at this time, so he had no one to look for.
Xie Jiuhan was a little annoyed by the urging. He picked up a spoon and flipped the black thing on the plate. Then, he instructed Xie Qi, “Carry March over.”
Shortly after, Xie Qi carried March over. Xie Jiuhan placed the plate in front of March and gestured for March to open his dog mouth to try it. However, March only sniffed and his small dog eyes instantly widened in shock.
Xie Jiuhan looked at March and said coldly, “Eat quickly, or else I’ll sell all your puppies to dog traffickers.”
March: “Woof ~” (Vulgarity!!)
Xie Qi wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to. Although he didn’t understand dog language, he could understand what it meant from March’s bark and expression. March clearly said, “Daddy, how can you bring me a plate of shit to eat? Do you want my dog life?”
March turned around and aimed its little butt at the antique plate that was worth at least 300,000 yuan. It kicked its heel and made a classic digging gesture. As it dug, it barked. “Whose shit is this? It actually stinks worse than mine. It has to be buried deeper.”
Xie Jiuhan turned around and said to Di Tianxing, “Did you see that? Even dogs don’t eat the food you made. How can humans eat it?”
Di Tianxing : “…”
As the Prime Minister of the Seven Stars Continent, for the first time in his life, he felt like he had been insulted by a dog. No, he had been insulted by a dog. However, he unexpectedly did not flare up. Instead, he said calmly, “Wait here. Give me a few minutes. I don’t believe I can’t make delicious food today.”
Xie Jiuhan : “…”
When he found out from Xie Qi that Di Tianxing had personally cooked to please Feng Qing, Xie Jiuhan felt uncomfortable. Di Tianxing actually want Feng Qing to eat such a dark cuisine? He would never agree even if he was beaten to death. Hence, he instructed Xie Qi, “Go to the Sacred Island and get a group of people to watch Di Tianxing closely.”
…
After a while, Di Tianxing placed plates of freshly made food on the dining table. “This was just cooked. I just learned how to cook Di San Xian.”
Di Tianxing was holding a new dish in his hand. Those who didn’t know better would think that he was a star chef just by looking at his proud and confident expression. Seeing him looking at him with anticipation and a smile, Xie Jiuhan said coldly, “Di Tianxing, can you stop playing these tricks? Even dogs despise the dark cuisine you made, and you still want Feng Qing to eat it. Are you planning to poison her to death?”
Di Tianxing said self-righteously, “So, before I give it to Qingqing, I’ll let you try it first.”
Xie Jiuhan : “…”
Di Tianxing said with a loving expression, “Qingqing hasn’t had maternal and paternal love since she was young, so I want to give her all my love now and let her feel the greatness of paternal love. Although my cooking isn’t good, I’m satisfied as long as I can practice this dish that Qingqing likes to eat.”
Xie Jiuhan was slightly touched. Regardless, he was still very touched by Di Tianxing’s words. Although this old man was a little crazy, he treated Feng Qing sincerely. He thought back to Feng Qing’s words last night, although Xie Jiuhan didn’t like this man very much, he knew that Feng Qing yearned for fatherly love.
