Only Delicious Food Must Never Be Let Down

Ma Hongjun saw this and was so furious that his eyes turned red.

He shouted, "You bastard, Oscar! Didn't you say there were none left?! Why do you have more now? And you even gave some to a Soul Beast!"

Shen Ranxi had taught Oscar how to make Peach Blossom Cake. Since Shen Ranxi did not want to make it herself, she taught Oscar and waited to eat the finished product.

Ever since Ma Hongjun decided to cultivate diligently instead of relying on shortcuts, he had used food to suppress his Evil Fire. As a result, the cafeteria's expenses had increased by quite a bit. On top of that, Shen Ranxi was quite the eater herself, so Flender had even considered following Shen Ranxi's example and starting a side business.

By the time Shen Ranxi woke up again, it was already afternoon. Seeing Little Bell's childish face beside her, the corner of her mouth curved up.

After being away for a week, the dormitory was still clean and tidy. Little Bell must have cleaned it.

She had not spent the past three years doing nothing. Using the money in her hands and the recipes in her mind, she had opened a restaurant in Suotuo City. She partnered with Dean Flender and the others, splitting the profits sixty-forty. She provided the recipes and ideas and put up thirty percent of the capital, so she took sixty percent.

The teachers provided seventy percent of the capital and protected the restaurant's safety, so they took forty percent. The teachers had used their retirement savings to support her, and Shen Ranxi certainly would not let them lose everything in their old age.

She immediately made several dishes for them to try. The food on the Douluo Continent had little novelty to it, and everyone praised her dishes again and again.

After hearing her plans, Flender was extremely optimistic about the restaurant's prospects. He hurried out and followed her example by taking on two side businesses.

Of course, Dean Flender's side businesses were nothing like her small-scale ventures. He found a Soul King who had committed countless evils, and the man contributed quite a lot of money.

After a fierce fight, the Soul King did not come away empty-handed either. At the very least, he gained a beating, a body full of injuries, and an empty wallet.

Shen Ranxi had not suffered any losses either. In Suotuo City, running a small business was not a problem, but if she wanted to compete with those Nobles for money, she would not last long without influence or strength.

She had yet to grow up. What could a little bean sprout like her use to fight those shrewd local snakes?

Dean Flender and the others' reputations as Soul Saints and Soul Emperors were still quite useful. After operating for so long, no one had come looking for trouble.

One day, even without relying on others, she would make those Nobles afraid to cause trouble for her.

Shen Ranxi handled the business model herself, combining modern service and management. Ordinary people had dishes suited to them.

The wealthy had their own special ways of being fleeced. She would make them feel completely at home, then ensure that not a single coin remained in their pockets by the time they left.

But money was far from enough for her future goal.

After sorting out her thoughts, taking a bath, and changing clothes, her stomach was already growling.

She grew larger as well and stretched out her little hands, pulling herself toward the cafeteria. "Wait, bring Little Bell along!"

She floated over, lightly slipped beneath Little Bell, rose into the air, then with a bang, puffed back into shape.

One person and one cloud slowly headed toward the cafeteria.

As dusk fell, the distant mountains seemed to have been gently set alight by tail feathers shed by the Golden Crow, while specks of dim blue floated up from the grass by the roadside.

When Little Bell opened her eyes, she did not see the dormitory ceiling, but a sky half-dyed by rosy clouds. She sat up in surprise as a voice sounded beside her. "You're awake."

Turning her head, she saw her. "Sister?" Little Bell had only learned that her sister had returned when she saw her coming to pick her up that afternoon.

After flying back and arriving at the dormitory, she found that her sister had fallen asleep without even changing clothes. She could not bear to disturb her, and as she watched her, she eventually fell asleep too.

She threw herself into her sister's arms and happily said, "Sister, I missed you so much." Shen Ranxi was now over 1.6 meters tall and caught her with ease.

Little Bell nuzzled around in her arms, hiding the tears at the corners of her eyes.

She knew her sister worked hard and did not want to put pressure on her. When she looked up again, she was once more the lively, cheerful Little Bell.

The two soon reached the cafeteria.

The moment Shen Ranxi let her guard down, a chubby figure pounced right into her. "Little Xi!"

Just as she was about to push him away, Little Bell grabbed Ma Hongjun by the ear and dragged him aside the next second. "Brother Hong Jun, didn't I tell you not to pounce on my sister like that? Why can't you remember? Look at you!"

"Alright, alright, I get it!" Ma Hongjun bared his teeth in pain. He could have easily broken free, but he still played along with her.

Little Bell looked sweet, but she actually had quite the fiery temper.

Ma Hongjun was completely wrapped around Little Bell's finger. Little Bell was clever, sweet-looking, well-behaved, and obedient. Everyone at school liked her and treated her like a little sister. Ma Hongjun felt that if Little Bell was Little Xi's little sister, then she was his little sister too.

He usually took extra care of her, though he loved teasing her. He never dared fight back. Once, he failed to control his strength and threw Little Bell away, leaving her with a huge wound. From then on, he never dared fight back again and simply let her twist him around. After all, how much strength could an Ordinary Person have?

Shen Ranxi had discovered that Little Bell was a sweet-faced schemer. She looked adorable on the surface, but was quite sly underneath. Still, Shen Ranxi was happy about it. Better that than being foolishly naive.

Every time she watched Little Bell sweetly smile as she lectured Ma Hongjun, Shen Ranxi wanted to laugh. Little Bell had even calculated that taking a little injury would teach the fatty a lesson.

When Oscar saw Little Xi, he waved and called out, "Little Xi, come over! I saved some Delicious Food for you."

Seeing Feifei, Shen Ranxi knew that foodie had to be here... she complained inwardly.

Everyone sat down, and Ma Hongjun impatiently asked, "Little Xi, you..."

Before he could finish, Shen Ranxi interrupted, "Fatty, what did you call me? Hmm?" Her golden eyes stared straight at Ma Hongjun.

"Big Sister Little Xi~" Ma Hongjun drawled.

"My sister is far stronger than you. You don't accept that?" Little Bell smiled, but her eyes were full of threat.

Ma Hongjun nodded meekly. "I know, I know. How could I not know? Her fists hit like hammers and hurt like hell. Little Tyrannosaurus, after all."

His last sentence was too quiet, so Little Bell loudly asked, "Brother Hong Jun, what are you muttering about?"

Other than Little Bell, everyone present was a Soul Master. Who did he think could not hear him? Shen Ranxi looked at the fatty with a half-smile.

Ma Hongjun was startled. When he noticed Little Xi's gaze, he shuddered and hurriedly said, "Sister Xi, I'm your most loyal minion! I just forgot for a moment, hehe, I forgot."

Guiltily, he raised a hand and rubbed the back of his head.

When Shen Ranxi stopped looking at him, he relaxed a little and continued, "Sister Xi, did anything happen during this trip? What Soul Skills did you gain?"

Shen Ranxi tossed pastries into her mouth and casually said, "You and Oscar can fight me together later, and you'll find out."

"Ah—" Ma Hongjun felt as though a bolt from the blue had struck him. Sister Xi's strength had definitely soared. Fighting her was not that just asking for death?

Oscar did not mind. Having spent so much time with Little Xi, he already knew she was not the type to strike ruthlessly. Every time, she stopped at just the right point.

"I'm checking whether you two Slacked Off while I was gone."

Ma Hongjun saw the refusal in her eyes and knew he could not avoid this. He wailed, then hurriedly stuffed food into his mouth. Only by eating his fill could he take a beating properly.

Oscar curled his lip in disgust. "Fatty, you're already covered in fat. Why are you still stuffing yourself? Were you a starving Ghost in your last life?"

Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes. "This young master only has one hobby—I just love eating." Then he looked at Little Bell. "In life, only delicious food must never be let down, right, Little Bell?"

Little Bell nodded sweetly in agreement.