The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 308 - 306: Craving Peking Duck

Chapter 308: Chapter 306: Craving Peking Duck

"Someone is looking for you!"

Fu Yunhe shouted with a hint of excitement.

Who could make the former Commander this excited?

Nian Shutong, however, approached at her own pace, holding two cotton candies.

She casually stuck the cotton candy sticks into a piece of wood, the action as easy as sticking them into tofu, prompting Ji Sisi who was behind her to subtly touch the wood.

It was very hard.

Mr. Nian was indeed impressive.

Rubble glanced at it and once again confirmed a fact: Nian Shutong was not human, her race unknown.

Nian Shutong sat down in her spot and asked Fu Yunhe, "Who is looking for me?"

At that moment, Fu Yunhe realized he had been a bit too excited earlier but had now calmed down.

"The Empress is looking for you."

After those four words, there was a deadly silence.

Nian Shutong, who had just been about to pick up some food, paused her chopsticks in mid-air for a second before lowering them again.

"Why is she looking for me?"

She truly didn’t understand; the Empress, arguably the most prestigious woman in the entire interstellar, why would she seek her out?

Fu Yunhe calmly uttered two words: Roast duck.

Next, Fu Yunhe explained further.

"Actually, it wasn’t the Empress who directly sought you. It was Yu Zeming who mentioned it."

"After the live broadcast, we ran out of roast ducks, so we didn’t have enough for Yu Zeming and Liu Cheng. Yu Zeming was the first to inquire—not for himself, but because too many people were asking him for roast ducks. He couldn’t withstand the pressure, so he asked us."

"Hmm, and what about the Empress?"

Everyone had started eating at the dining table, listening while they ate.

"The Empress is acquainted with Mr. Yu. She asked Mr. Yu after hearing about it from Yu Zeming. It seems the Empress didn’t dare to approach us directly, fearing we might think we were being forced, so she just inquired if Mr. Yu had any extras."

"Everyone knows that Yu Zeming probably had one, and the Empress suggested that Yu Zeming might share some with her."

Nian Shutong kept nodding, getting the gist of it.

"Tell Yu Zeming that I will make another batch for him and Liu Cheng today, and also send five more to Yu Zeming so he can distribute them."

Nian Shutong was directly offering this favor to Yu Zeming.

Her collaboration with Yu Zeming had always been smooth, and Nian Shutong didn’t mind giving him this convenient favor.

"Alright, I’ll tell him."

Fu Yunhe first sent a message, and after sending it, he started to eat properly.

His heart still fluttered with excitement, as sending them roast duck meant that the small wooden house would also have roast duck to eat today.

A win-win.

On the other side, Yu Zeming, having received the message, stood up excitedly.

"This is great!"

"Sit down, don’t you have any manners? Standing up and shouting while eating—"

"Dad! There’s roast duck!"

Mr. Yu hadn’t finished speaking when Yu Zeming interrupted him, his excitement even causing Mr. Yu to stand up, turning his head quickly.

"Where is it?"

Mr. Yu’s gaze fixed on the door, but the doorbell remained silent.

"No, they haven’t shipped it yet, but Little River Live promised five, letting me handle it myself."

Yu Zeming calmed himself down; last night he had been kept awake by craving roast duck, and later by people asking him for roast duck.

In any case, he didn’t sleep, and the root cause was the roast duck.

Mr. Yu had by now sat down, and the solemn atmosphere of being a family elder returned.

"Second, it wasn’t easy for me after your mother passed away early, raising you boys on my own."

"Oh—I don’t know how many years these old bones have left."

"I..."

Yu Zeming was absolutely overwhelmed by his dad’s words, rolling his eyes inwardly countless times.

Come on, you’re the President of the Poetry Club, is it really okay to play the sympathy card like this?

"Dad, you’re an SS-class cultivator, which means, if your son dies, you’d still be living well."

"Let’s not sell this tragedy just for a roast duck, shall we?"

Mr. Yu also stopped his pity play and didn’t feel anything inappropriate, just switched tactics.

"Brat, try to appreciate being pampered a bit."

"I don’t care, I need to keep one out of the five roast ducks for myself. I didn’t sleep well last night, dreaming of flying roast ducks."

Yu Zeling, who had been silent until then, Yu Zeming’s elder brother, chimed in smartly.

"I won’t pressure Xiao Er too much, half a duck will do for me."

Yu Zeming, facing both his dad and elder brother at home, really had no way out.

He never won against them, ever since he was little.

"Dad, Elder Brother, I’ll keep some for you, but not much, half a duck each for you two; I need the rest."

Seeing them about to speak, Yu Zeming quickly added, "Half a duck or none, can’t be more."

Yu Zeming’s rare firmness made Mr. Yu and Yu Zeling step back.

"Half a duck then, just make sure you don’t cut it shaky."

"Yes, try to make that half a bit larger."

Yu Zeming couldn’t be bothered to argue with the two, finished the porridge in his bowl, and headed to the office first.

Still had to collect the roast ducks and decide who to give them to.

"Xiao Er, come back early."

"Little brother, I’ll pick you up after work."

Yu Zeming left without turning back.

Pick him up? More like picking up the roast duck.

At this point, the roast ducks were still a flock of live ducks.

Having finished breakfast, Nian Shutong, bringing Dou Dou and Shadowless, was ready to head out.

"Aunt, can we drive a bit slower this time?"

Dou Dou asked cautiously before getting on Shadowless.

He really wanted to go out with his aunt, but Dou Dou was not physically quite developed.

"Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow this time."

Assured by Nian Shutong, Dou Dou happily climbed on and settled in.

Nian Shutong really didn’t speed, remembering the coordinates from their last duck encounter.

Shadowless went straight to the spot they had caught ducks last time, and upon arrival, Nian Shutong parked Shadowless a bit further away, not wanting to scare the ducks.

As she and Dou Dou, along with Little Pink Pig, got down, she held Dou Dou by the collar of his shirt, standing on the green light.

"Dou Dou, you need to be quiet."

Dou Dou pursed his lips, didn’t speak, and just nodded vigorously.

Nian Shutong patted his head and led him forward.

At the edge of the pond, she told Dou Dou to wait there, especially giving Little Pink Pig a look.

Out of Dou Dou’s sight, Little Pink Pig blinked twice, signaling an understanding and promising to take good care of Dou Dou.

Then Nian Shutong went off to catch ducks with peace of mind.

This time, they caught fifteen ducks. After roasting them, they planned to give some away and keep some for themselves.

When Nian Shutong returned with the ducks, Dou Dou hadn’t moved from his spot, well-behaved beyond words.

"Auntie’s back, let’s go home."

"Going home."