"How are you feeling? Better?"
Su Huamei brought a bowl of soup from the kitchen for Liu Nanfeng, who finished it in one go.
At this moment, Liu Nanfeng's muscles were full and plump, with no trace of his previous gaunt appearance.
Liu Nanfeng let out a long sigh and said, "Much better."
The doorbell rang outside, and Su Huamei quickly got up to get the takeout.
Su Jinxiu was still busy in the kitchen.
The takeout consisted of high-calorie foods such as fried chicken, steak, and milk tea.
Su Huamei placed everything in front of Liu Nanfeng and took a cup of milk tea for herself.
Liu Nanfeng was not polite. He opened the bag, picked up the fried chicken inside, and started stuffing it into his mouth.
His stomach was now like a black hole, devouring anything he put into it.
Moreover, due to the massive depletion of his vital energy and spirit, his primal instincts constantly urged him to eat and replenish his energy.
His stomach secreted a large amount of gastric juice, and the intense hunger made him feel weak in all his limbs.
Liu Nanfeng swallowed a chicken drumstick, and immediately felt a warm sensation spread throughout his body, but it came and went quickly.
As it receded, it left a feeling of emptiness, like an orgasm, and he even felt a hint of addiction.
Liu Nanfeng was somewhat enlightened and also a little worried.
He was enlightened as to why this was a demon's skill. Demons were embodiments of desire, and eating was the most basic, primal human desire.
Of course, desire was not inherently bad, but what made humans human was the ability to control their desires. Otherwise, they would become slaves to desire and lose themselves.
"Huh? Why did you stop eating? Are you full?"
Seeing Liu Nanfeng suddenly stop eating, Su Huamei asked with some curiosity.
"I'm not a dung-making machine, why would I eat so much?" Liu Nanfeng said, pushing all the takeout on the table towards Su Huamei.
Su Huamei: ...
You're not, but am I?
Just then, Su Jinxiu came out of the kitchen with a pot of nourishing blood-replenishing soup.
"The soup is here."
"Soup again? I'm already full of water," Liu Nanfeng said helplessly. He had already drunk a large bowl.
"What, you don't like it?"
"No, I like it very much. I'll eat all the soup ingredients for you," Liu Nanfeng said with a smile.
Su Huamei couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. Who had just said they weren't a dung-making machine?
Su Jinxiu reached out and gently squeezed Liu Nanfeng's arm. Feeling the elasticity and vitality transmitted to her fingers, she couldn't help but say with surprise, "Your ability is more powerful than I could have imagined."
"Indeed," Liu Nanfeng agreed with a nod.
He didn't know where the upper limit of this ability was. Could he continue to strengthen himself indefinitely as long as he had an endless supply of food? Of course, that was unlikely. Otherwise, the demon he encountered that day wouldn't have been killed by him. However, even so, it was already a very powerful ability.
"How do you feel now? Are you fully recovered?" Su Jinxiu asked with some concern.
Liu Nanfeng nodded and said, "I've pretty much fully recovered. It's mainly due to those ginseng roots you gave me that played a big role."
If it weren't for those century-old ginseng roots, Liu Nanfeng would likely have had to eat much more food, and his recovery would not have been so rapid.
"Huamei, arrange for someone to collect more ginseng or lingzhi mushrooms and other nourishing items," Su Jinxiu instructed Su Huamei.
Su Huamei nodded, but then said, "Wild spiritual items like these are very rare now. Most of them are artificially cultivated, and century-old ones are even rarer."
"Then check with the major auction houses to see if any are being auctioned," Su Jinxiu said after thinking for a moment.
In fact, the value of the ginseng Liu Nanfeng had consumed in the past few days was estimated to be over a hundred million. It had to be said that the Su sisters were truly wealthy to let Liu Nanfeng "waste" them like this.
Liu Nanfeng finished the last mouthful of soup and ate the remaining takeout, as it shouldn't be wasted.
After finishing everything, he let out a long sigh, and the feeling of fullness returned to his body.
Seeing that Liu Nanfeng had finished eating, Su Jinxiu got up to clear the dishes and then went to the kitchen.
Su Huamei also got up, walked around the table, and came to Liu Nanfeng. She placed one leg on the chair, supported Liu Nanfeng's chin with one hand, and winked playfully, "Come on, let your sister see if you've fully recovered."
Looking at the beautiful leg with no excess fat, wearing black lace stockings, and even further up, he could see the fair buttocks peeking out from her very short shorts, Liu Nanfeng fell silent.
"I just recovered, and you already want to absorb my vital energy?"
...
"Boss, give us fifty skewers of lamb, twenty skewers of pork belly, and eggplant..."
Two customers walked in from outside, went straight to an empty table, and then loudly ordered.
Judging by their practiced actions, they were not first-time visitors.
"Alright, please have a seat. We'll be right with you." Zhan Dundun turned around and quickly responded.
"Huh? The boss has changed?" Seeing that it wasn't the familiar Zhang Dasheng, the customers were a little surprised and even hesitated about whether to go elsewhere.
Many people came to this place for barbecue specifically for Zhang Dasheng's cooking skills.
"No, the boss drank too much today, so I'm filling in temporarily."
Zhan Dundun gestured towards a corner. Only then did they notice Zhang Dasheng lying there, drunk, snoring loudly. Because it was a noisy night market with a cacophony of sounds, people hadn't noticed him for a while.
"Then you must grill them well. Mildly spicy is fine," the customer hesitated and instructed, ultimately deciding not to switch establishments.
Zhan Dundun turned back to continue his work. Just then, he suddenly felt the light in front of the stall dim, and a voice said, "Boss, give me two hundred skewers of beef."
"Okay."
Zhan Dundun responded, looked up, and was surprised by the person before him. The newcomer was extremely burly, no less imposing than the drunken Zhang Xinwu.
Most importantly, the person was also a demon, though Zhan Dundun couldn't quite discern his true form at the moment.
"I just returned from out of town. My wife said she knew a young talent, so I wanted to come and see," the person said, smiling at Zhan Dundun.
"Wife?" Zhan Dundun was somewhat confused upon hearing this. He didn't know any "wife."
"Lin Lanzhi is my wife. I am her husband, Niu Zhixiao," Niu Zhixiao said with a simple and honest smile.
"Huh?"
Zhan Dundun's eyes widened in surprise. He then looked back at Zhang Xinwu slumped in the corner. This was not what he had been told.
"Did he say Lan Zhi's husband was Cheng Wanli?" Niu Zhixiao pointed to Zhang Xinwu, who was slumped in the corner.
Zhan Dundun blinked. Zhang Xinwu hadn't said what Lin Lanzhi's husband's name was, only that her husband was human and had died on the battlefield.
At this moment, Niu Zhixiao continued, "That was Lan Zhi's ex-husband. After Wanli died, Lan Zhi married me. But Big Monkey and I had some conflict years ago and he's never acknowledged me."
Zhan Dundun finally understood. So, he didn't even get the first chance at remarriage. No wonder he was so resentful.
Zhan Dundun looked at Zhang Xinwu, who was slumped there, with a sense of pity. He was truly devoted.
"Do you think he's pitiful?" Niu Zhixiao asked, as if reading Zhan Dundun's thoughts.
"Uh..." Zhan Dundun didn't know how to answer.
"Not counting the deceased, there are still three alive. You pity him?"
Damn it, wasted my sympathy.