Who do you think you are? Even eating a meal has to be divided into different classes. Ridiculous!
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes and looked at Mo Qingwu as if she were an idiot. "Are you stupid or what? We're already being generous by giving you food, why are you being so picky?"
If you're so capable, go cook for yourself!
Mo Qingwu was furious. She slammed her rice bowl down on the table, as if she wouldn't eat until she got an explanation.
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold smile. Not going to eat?
OK!
Then give it to someone else.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a boy of about twelve or thirteen, his face ashen, staring longingly in my direction.
"Mo Qingwu, you don't want to eat, do you?" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow with a wicked smile.
"Hmph! Who thinks they like to eat this!" A hint of disdain rose in Mo Qingwu's heart. Her stomach was rumbling, and she suppressed the urge to eat the noodles. Everyone has some sense of shame.
Mo Qingcheng really wanted to slap a pair of big, glaring eyes at Mo Qingwu's face. Who gave you the nerve?
Mo Qingcheng stood up, picked up the noodles in front of Mo Qingwu, and waved to the young boy.
The boy swallowed hard and walked over timidly: "Fairy sister, did you call me?"
Mo Qingcheng grinned and handed the noodles to the little boy: "Here, have some!"
The boy hesitated for a moment, then thanked him repeatedly, picked up the bowl of noodles, and ran away.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue chuckled: "Little Qingqing, are you dumbfounded?"
"Uh...it's nothing, Elder Beauty, is that enough?" Mo Qingcheng asked subconsciously.
Mo Chuyue raised an eyebrow: "Only one bowl..." How could that be enough?
Mo Qingcheng sighed, "And there's fruit after the meal..."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all sped up in unison. In the blink of an eye, empty bowls appeared in their sight.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled and winked. The Mo Qingfeng brothers, quite perceptive, went to clear the table. (The last part, "狅," is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)
Before long, two kinds of fruit appeared on the table: peaches and apples.
The Fifth Elder coughed lightly: "Qingqing, let me test the poison..."
Before he finished speaking, the Fifth Elder had an apple and a peach in his hand.
The Third Elder ate the peach with a smile and put the apple away. Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated. She divided the apple and peach among the two, giving each person an apple and a peach, leaving a portion on the plate.
Mo Qingwu took a deep breath and was about to step forward when a large hand suddenly reached out from the side: "This young master will have a taste..."
Who are you?
A bewitching red figure caught his eye, and Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly. "Brother, may I ask if you live by the sea?"
"Little beauty, how did you know?" The alluring man in red pushed Mo Qingwu away and sat lazily opposite Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Chuyue's lips twitched: "Young Master Ji, it's been a long time!"
The man in red was slightly surprised, not expecting to be recognized. The newcomer was none other than Ji Haoyu, the young master of the Ji family of the Underworld Clan.
Everyone says that Young Master Ji is ignorant, incompetent, and extremely dissolute.
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow: "So it's Young Master Ji, my apologies for not recognizing you!"
Others might not know, but how could Mo Chuyue not know? Her own cousin married the young master Ji's half-brother, haha...
Ji Haoyu smiled and said, "Little girl, your fruit is delicious. Do you have any more? I'll buy them!"
"Is it too much or too little..." Mo Qingcheng had an innocent smile on her face. A fool was delivering money to her door, so why not take advantage of it?
Ji Haoyu glanced at Mo Chuyue without leaving a trace. This beauty looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen her before.
Mo Chuyue transmitted her voice to Mo Qingcheng, revealing all of Ji Haoyu's secrets.
Mo Qingcheng suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, waved her hand, and a plate of fruit appeared on the table, including apples, peaches, and a bunch of grapes.
Ji Haoyu's eyes flickered slightly. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but the fruit the girl had taken out seemed to be a legendary spiritual fruit, containing a faint spiritual energy...
"Name your price, young lady!" Ji Haoyu picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.
Mo Qingcheng held up three fingers. (The last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)
"Three thousand mid-grade spirit stones? Sold!"
Those around gasped in surprise. Was it because they were opening their eyes wrong?
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