Big Sausage

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu and asked, "There are still a few people ahead. You didn't eat much for breakfast, do you want a sausage?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head and said, "It smells pretty good, let's try it."

Tang San also asked An Chen, "Join in? Have a sausage."

An Chen nodded and calculated in his mind. Oscar's sausage could replenish Soul Power.

According to the original plot development later, they would have to fight Zhao Wuji, who was a Soul Saint, and he wasn't sure if he could survive it, so he also planned to prepare more things to replenish Soul Power.

Tang San asked Xiao Wu to wait in line here, and he and An Chen walked toward the pushcart.

A wooden board was nailed to Oscar's pushcart, with four characters carved on it: Sausage Speciality.

As soon as Oscar saw someone coming over, he enthusiastically said, "Want a sausage? Oscar Brand Sausage, no cheating of old and young, quality guaranteed."

Tang San smiled and said, "Mister, please give me two."

The expression on the vendor's face suddenly stiffened. "You, what did you call me?"

Tang San was stunned. "I called you mister, is there a problem?"

The vendor smiled bitterly. "Of course there's a problem, and a huge one at that. Brother, I'm only fourteen years old, and you actually call me mister?"

"Uh... You're only fourteen?" Tang San looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

The vendor nodded affirmatively. "That's right, my name is Oscar, I'm fourteen years old, and I'm a first-year student at Shrek Academy. You can't just call me mister because my facial hair is a bit lush."

Tang San was speechless. Looking at Oscar's dense beard, he thought to himself that this facial hair couldn't be explained by just being a bit lush.

An Chen stood aside and watched this scene.

Fourteen years old, full face of whiskers, peach blossom eyes, soft feminine voice.

Seeing it in person and reading it in the book really felt different.

This look was just a few lines of description in the original work, but now seeing the person in reality, the sense of discord hit him face-to-face.

"Give me ten." An Chen spoke up.

Oscar was stunned. "Ten?"

"Right." An Chen nodded.

He took out a silver coin from his chest and handed it to Oscar.

Oscar's eyes lit up. "Alright, brother is straightforward!"

He quickly took ten sausages from the pushcart and handed them over.

An Chen took the sausages and smelled them, the aroma of meat assailing his nose.

Although he hadn't tasted them yet, he knew this thing could replenish Soul Power and restore physical strength.

He took out one of them and took a bite.

The taste... was not bad.

There was a faint fluctuation of Soul Power. After eating it, the Soul Power in his body did indeed seem to recover a bit.

He put the remaining sausages into his ring.

Tang San also paid a silver coin. "Senior, I'm really sorry, it was my lapse in manners just now."

Oscar said softly, "It's fine, just patronize my Sausage Speciality more often in the future."

Tang San said straightforwardly, "No problem."

An Chen looked at Oscar's face. This face, matched with this voice, plus that soul chant...

Extremely bizarre.

He knew what Oscar's soul chant was.

When he read the book back then, he felt that this soul chant was too vulgar.

Now that he was about to see it with his own eyes, he was actually a bit looking forward to Tang San's reaction.

"Tang San, what are you doing?"

Dai Mubai's voice came over.

An Chen turned his head and saw Dai Mubai walking over with that cold girl.

As soon as Oscar saw Dai Mubai, he immediately showed a bitter expression. "Boss Dai, want a sausage?"

Dai Mubai glared at him irritably and said, "Go to hell. You really disgrace the academy. I think I've warned you more than once not to sell sausages inside the academy. Do you want to make everyone vomit? Tang San, you can't eat this sausage."

Tang San asked doubtfully, "Why?"

An Chen stood aside with a poker face.

Here it comes, the classic famous scene.

Dai Mubai's expression became somewhat peculiar. "Xiao Ao, conjure a new sausage."

Oscar's expression immediately became awkward. "Boss Dai, there's no need for that, right? No matter what, we've been classmates for a few years. Doing this will make the new junior brother harbor resentment toward me."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly. "I'm just giving Tang San a reminder. Tang San is my brother, and he can't fall for your tricks. Hurry up, don't make me use force."

Oscar obviously couldn't afford to provoke Dai Mubai, so he helplessly extended his right hand.

An Chen looked forward to it in his heart.

"Big Sausage Go!"

Oscar shouted this classic soul chant with that soft voice.

Yellow light suddenly condensed in his palm, and two yellow spirit rings rose from under Oscar's feet. A sausage appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"Uh..."

Tang San froze entirely.

An Chen stood to the side, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Sure enough, seeing this scene with his own eyes was even more impactful than the textual description.

Oscar hurriedly explained, "I have no choice either. When using a food-type Wuhun, to make the food transform, it must be accompanied by different soul chants. This sentence of mine is a spell, not something I want to shout, and the quality of my sausages is definitely without problem."

Tang San quickly put the sausage in his hand back onto the charcoal stove. "Your sausage, you'd better keep it for yourself to eat. Big Brother Dai, thank you for the reminder."

An Chen looked at the sausage Tang San put back and reached out to pick it up.

"If you don't want it, I do."

Tang San was stunned. "You..."

An Chen took a bite. "It tastes good."

Dai Mubai looked at An Chen, a quirky expression appearing on his face. "You... you ate it?"

"Yeah, it's quite savory." An Chen nodded and continued eating.

Dai Mubai twitched the corner of his mouth. "Aren't you disgusted?"

"The taste is alright." An Chen said calmly.

You guys will all be eating it later anyway.

Dai Mubai watched An Chen calmly eat the sausage, not knowing what to say for a moment.

This guy had a pretty good mindset.

Oscar was so moved he almost shed tears. "Brother, you're the first person who is still willing to eat my sausage after hearing my soul chant!"

An Chen swallowed the last bite. "Tastes good, I'll come again next time."

The cold girl brought in by Dai Mubai just gave Oscar a cold glance and walked toward the direction of the queue.

Dai Mubai glared at Oscar. "You better watch yourself, go outside the academy to sell your sausages too. Tang San, and that who... the one who farts darkly, I'll take you through the exam."

An Chen's face darkened.

Dark farts? Could he really not shake off this nickname?

The three of them returned to the queue. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's empty hands. "Where is my sausage?"

Tang San and Dai Mubai exchanged a glance and could no longer hold back, the two of them instantly bursting into loud laughter.

An Chen stood aside with a poker face.

These two guys had too low a threshold for laughter. But he understood too.

When first hearing "Big Sausage Go", anyone would be stunned.

The cold girl stood behind Xiao Wu and said flatly and softly, "Boring."

Xiao Wu was baffled by their laughter. "What on earth is going on? Is that sausage really not delicious?"

"It is delicious." An Chen was still chewing.

"I want to eat it too." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San.

Tang San covered Xiao Wu's mouth with one hand, pulled her to his side, and explained in a low voice in her ear.

After listening to Tang San's words, Xiao Wu's face instantly turned completely red. "You guys are really bad to the core. How can there be such a weird Wuhun?"

An Chen didn't care at all. Later when he ate the sausage to replenish Soul Power, he would let them suffer through it themselves.