Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 779 - 381: Xiba, Is This Guy a Devil?_1

Chapter 779: Chapter 381: Xiba, Is This Guy a Devil?_1

Everyone knows that in the God’s ruins, pollution exists and bizarre items appear, but when they suddenly heard the words "vegetable-headed person," they still felt a bit uneasy!

This thing, it seems like an ingredient, but add the word "person" and it becomes quite horrifying.

"Boss lady, we can help!"

Lin Baici quickly summoned people—it was the perfect time to show off and win a work opportunity.

The boss lady didn’t like to take advantage of others, and after thinking for a moment said, "Come with me, if you can bring back the vegetable-headed person, I’ll give you a commission!"

"Let’s go!"

Lin Baici called everyone to action.

Outside of the hotel, under the shade of the trees by the highway, was parked a black SUV, looking massive and overtly domineering due to its size.

"You get in, the others take a taxi to the Haiding Seafood Market; I’ll reimburse the fare!"

The boss lady urged, "Quick, quick, quick!"

Everyone did as told.

"Am I driving?"

Huang Jinxiang rushed over.

The boss lady threw the keys to Huang Jinxiang and climbed into the back seat.

Lin Baici got in the car and fastened his seatbelt.

The boss lady immediately glanced over, her expression surprised, the unspoken message clear: You’re so law-abiding, dare to be my runner?

"Drive unsafely, and your loved ones will cry rivers!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly.

"..."

The boss lady paused, then leaned back in her seat and reached into her pocket.

Lin Baici quickly pulled out a cigarette, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette popped halfway out: "A local brand from my hometown, care for one?"

The boss lady had managed ’New World’ through interactions with all sorts of people, from the impeccably dressed beasts to the riff-raff of all trades.

What’s to fear from just a cigarette?

The boss lady took out the cigarette, expertly pinching it between her left fingers.

Lin Baici took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for the boss lady.

Hss!

The boss lady took a deep drag.

"Eh? This cigarette tastes pretty good!"

The boss lady looked surprised, "What’s it called?"

"Hua brand!"

Lin Baici made up a name; he knew she wasn’t inquiring about his name.

"Hm!"

The boss lady pressed a button, the electric window lowered, leaving a small opening. After a few puffs, she asked, "Did you offer me a cigarette because you smelled smoke on me?"

Lin Baici hummed in agreement. The boss lady worked in a restaurant, and her body had numerous scents—food, perfume, even sweat...

With Lin Baici’s sense of smell, he could distinguish them all.

"Did you smell the fishy odor on me?"

The boss lady looked out the window as streetlights zipped by.

Lin Baici did smell it, but as he was about to answer, he hesitated. Why is she asking about this specifically?

"Boss lady, you must be joking. You have very high taste, and the perfume you chose is remarkable—very fitting for your temperament!"

Huang Jinxiang flattered.

Let’s not even mention fish odor—no woman would want to be caught smelling of sweat.

It’s embarrassing.

[For a family that started with selling fish, you’d best love fish!]

"I smelled it!"

Lin Baici rubbed his nose with his fingers, "My fish-killing skills are very proficient."

With the Taboo things like the Paramour Pliers in hand, Lin Baici wasn’t just adept at killing fish, he had the master-level skill to butcher anything.

"Really?"

The boss lady’s stern expression softened slightly, "Show me tomorrow!"

"..."

Huang Jinxiang was dumbfounded. Why was this woman satisfied with Lin Baici’s response—was it just because he was handsome?

The boss lady kicked her foot up, her high heels slamming hard against the back of the driver’s seat.

"When we get there, take your money and get lost!"

Because she used force, her pants had slipped down to her calves, exposing the black stockings underneath.

"Boss lady, I can cook Hong Kong cuisine, my culinary skills are very good!"

Huang Jinxiang urgently pleaded; he didn’t want to be separated from Lin Baici.

The boss lady closed her eyes, not wanting to deal with him.

Lin Baici touched the Paramour Pliers fastened at his back waist and watched as the boss lady nearly finished her cigarette. He interceded for Huang Jinxiang.

"Boss lady, give him a chance. His cooking really is good, it could increase the restaurant’s profits!"

The boss lady actually didn’t want to agree, but for some reason, when she heard this young man speak, she found it comfortable and rational.

"I’ll give you a chance to showcase your dishes tomorrow!"

The boss lady flicked the cigarette butt out of the window. It fell to the ground, sparks scattering, only to be crushed by a passing vehicle soon after.

"Thank you, boss lady!"

Through the rearview mirror, Huang Jinxiang glanced at Lin Baici, thinking that in ten days or half a month, Lin Baici might very well become the new ’junior boss’ of New World.

Forty minutes later,

Screech!

The SUV stopped beside the road outside Haiding Seafood Market.

Lin Baici got out of the car and immediately detected a strong smell of the sea, while wastewater was flowing on the ground, carrying a foul stench.

To the right was a large seafood market. By the curb were parked over a dozen small trucks, with workers wearing rain boots and waterproof aprons loading and unloading seafood by the crate.

The boss lady got out of the car, undisturbed by the filthiness, opened her wallet, handed Lin Baici a stack of cash, and then strode furiously into the market.

Lin Baici handed the cash to Huang Jinxiang and quickly followed her.

The seafood market was large, partitioned into individual vendors. As it was night, two-thirds of them were closed.

The boss lady’s reputation was clearly notable; some vendors greeted her respectfully, calling her Boss Han.

In the northeast corner was a large area with a sign that read "Park Jin Qiang" adorned with colorful lights the size of peanuts, electrified and vibrant.

A burly man with bare arms, wearing only a black waterproof apron, was having his meal.

He sat on a stool, holding a Santoku knife, and sliced a thin piece of fish flesh from a large fish. He dipped it into the seasoning dish beside him and then stuffed it into his mouth.

As he chewed, the seasoning sauce dribbled down from the corner of his mouth. He didn’t bother to wipe it away, letting it drip onto his apron.

A young man in his twenties stood by anxiously. Upon seeing the lady boss, he immediately went up to her: "Lady boss!"

"Selling Fish Qiang, where’s my daikon radish?"

The lady boss shouted angrily, kicking the fish pond.

Bang!

The fish and shrimp inside got startled, thrashing around, and one of the prawns even fell out.

"Boss Han Suying, call me Park Jin Qiang!"

The muscular man corrected.

"Selling Fish Qiang, if you don’t give me the goods today, I’ll make sure you never sell another fish again!"

Han Suying was furious. The owner of the Huanghai Hotel was her father’s arch-enemy. She could have accepted Selling Fish Qiang selling the daikon radishes to someone else, but it had to be this establishment.

It was absolutely infuriating!

"Boss Han is quite formidable!"

Park Jin Qiang sneered, holding the kitchen knife, and stabbed it into the cutting board.

Thunk!

The cutting board shook as Park Jin Qiang grabbed the half-sliced fish with one hand, tore off a big chunk raw, and then picked up the small dish, tilting all the seasoning sauce into his mouth.

Xia Hongyao and her company settled the carfare and rushed over, arriving in time to witness this scene.

Hua Yue Yu felt the urge to vomit at the sight.

"I’ve paid a deposit!"

Han Suying glared at Park Jin Qiang.

"I’ll pay you back!"

Park Jin Qiang held up two fingers, "Double the amount!"

"You think I’m short of that little money?"

Han Suying said mockingly.

"Haha, as far as I know, you are!"

Park Jin Qiang spat: "Triple, any more, and don’t blame me for reneging!"

Han Suying’s chest heaved with anger. Just as she was about to take action, she saw the young man who passed her a cigarette step over the large pond, swing his right hand, and deliver a resounding slap to Selling Fish Qiang.

Smack!

Lin Baici wore the Gloves of the Colossus Strength, but he didn’t activate them for fear of blowing the fish seller’s head off.

Selling Fish Qiang, hit by the blow, glared fiercely at Lin Baici.

Smack!

Lin Baici delivered another slap.

"Xiba, I..."

Selling Fish Qiang swung his fist towards Lin Baici’s eyes.

Lin Baici, not dodging or evading, threw a straight punch, faster than the eye, landing in Park Jin Qiang’s stomach.

Bang!

Selling Fish Qiang doubled over, retched, and vomited the raw fish slice he had just eaten.

So uncomfortable!

"Xiba!"

Selling Fish Qiang grabbed the kitchen knife embedded in the cutting board and lunged towards Lin Baici’s belly.

Lin Baici swiftly sidestepped, with his right hand shaped like a blade, he chopped down on Selling Fish Qiang’s knife-wielding wrist. Then, lifting his knee like a heavy cannon, he slammed it into Selling Fish Qiang’s lower belly.

Bang!

Selling Fish Qiang was sent flying into the pond behind him filled with fish.

Splash!

Water splashed everywhere.

As the kitchen knife was about to hit the ground, Lin Baici kicked it with the back of his foot.

Clack!

The kitchen knife shot up vertically, and Lin Baici caught it fluidly, twirling it into a flourish.

Han Suying looked at Lin Baici in surprise, not expecting him to intervene or that he was so skilled in a fight.

Lin Baici strolled over to the pond, grabbed Park Jin Qiang by the hair, and pushed his head down into the water.

Gurgle, gurgle!

Selling Fish Qiang choked on the water, blowing out a stream of bubbles.

After about ten seconds, Lin Baici pulled Selling Fish Qiang out again.

"Xiba, I..."

Before Selling Fish Qiang could finish his threat, Lin Baici plunged him back into the water.

Fish and shrimp thrashed against Selling Fish Qiang’s body incessantly.

Many merchants and fish vendors gathered around to watch the commotion.

Selling Fish Qiang was the bully of this seafood market, refusing to pay the management fee, deceiving customers, and monopolizing the daikon radish business. Today, however, he got a taste of his own medicine.

Lin Baici pulled Selling Fish Qiang out of the water just like pulling up a radish.

"I was wrong, Boss Han, I have a batch coming in tomorrow, all top-quality daikon radishes. I’ll give them all to you!"

Park Jin Qiang conceded, "At the lowest price!"

"You’re caving so easily?"

Lin Baici was speechless. "I haven’t even started slicing raw fish yet, and you’re already apologizing?"

Upon hearing the words "slicing raw fish," Selling Fish Qiang shuddered violently. Looking into Lin Baici’s eyes, he saw only calmness and cold indifference; he was not joking!

Xiba! This guy must be a devil, right?

"My goodness, Brother Lin is too cool! He could totally be in a gangster film!"

Li Yintong was excited, as deep down, she favored this kind of brute force.

"He could also play a soldier or a bodyguard."

Kim Jinsoo had already mentally storyboarded over a dozen episodes of a Goryeo idol drama.

"What about my goods? I need them tonight!"

Han Suying wasn’t satisfied. Tomorrow night, someone had booked the New World Hotel for a banquet with a hundred tables, specifically requesting daikon radishes.

"Boss Huang has already taken them away!"

Selling Fish Qiang didn’t know what else to do: "Tomorrow morning, I’ll definitely deliver them to you!"