Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH102

Chapter 102

“No, you came at just the right time.” Jian Yunlan’s eyes immediately lit up as he saw the duck in the bull-headed figure’s hands.

Not bad—an excellent fattened duck! After the bull-headed man had cleaned out its innards yesterday, Jian Yunlan had taken it into his portable spirit farm, where he inflated it, treated its skin, stuffed it with ingredients, and prepared a total of over seventy ducks. Today, he sold twenty at the stall, leaving fifty more.

But now he had a dilemma—

If he kept them until tomorrow’s stall opening, wouldn’t they lose freshness?

Sidetracked by this thought, Jian Yunlan fell into deep contemplation, completely forgetting what Taotie had just said.

Taotie’s face immediately darkened.

The bull-headed man cautiously glanced at Taotie, then pitifully looked at Jian Yunlan. “Mr. Jian, I apologize for interrupting Lord Taotie’s conversation with you.”

The bull-headed man was still dressed in his simple blue work uniform, his massive frame exuding strength.

But his words… carried an oddly delicate undertone.

Taotie nearly staggered from frustration. He glared at Jian Yunlan angrily. “Where did this bull-headed guy come from? Why is he acting all… flirty?”

“Oh, Lord Taotie, I forgot to introduce you,” Jian Yunlan said. “This is our new employee, Niu Tou. Niu Tou, this is Lord Taotie.”

Niu Tou wiped his hands on his pants before extending one toward Taotie with a bright, friendly smile.

Taotie huffed and reluctantly shook hands before pulling away quickly. “New employee? Why did you hire another one?”

Isn’t having me enough?

A ghost from the underworld—who knows what his real intentions are?

Taotie refused to even look at Niu Tou properly, his whole demeanor radiating suspicion.

Niu Tou forced a slightly sorrowful yet resilient smile. “It’s only natural that Lord Taotie looks down on me. After all, I’m just an ordinary ox-head. I usually just plow the fields and till the land—I can’t be of much help to Mr. Jian. Someone like me… how could I possibly be worthy…”

Hearing this, Taotie nearly fainted from sheer frustration.

What a vintage cup of green tea!

But Jian Yunlan had already fallen for it. “Mr. Niu Tou, how can you belittle yourself like this? You agreeing to be the spiritual field manager is already a huge help!”

Taotie looked at Jian Yunlan with an expression of grievance and accusation, like a desperate housewife.

“I don’t agree! Human, can’t you see how fake and insincere he sounds? He’s so pretentious! I oppose his joining!”

“Taotie, try to be a little more magnanimous,” Jian Yunlan patted the silver-haired boy’s shoulder. “Come on, let’s go check out Niu Tou’s farming results in the spatial field.”

With that, Jian Yunlan activated his thoughts.

The space around them twisted slightly, the airflow sped up, and in a flash of light, the three of them found themselves landing in a new space.

The moment their feet touched the ground, both Jian Yunlan and Taotie widened their eyes in surprise—

Blue skies, white clouds, and a gentle breeze.

The greenery stretched out like an endless velvet carpet, covering the vast land. The fields were neatly divided into rows, golden rice stalks bending slightly in the wind. Various crops were carefully sectioned, grapevines bore ripe grapes, and the pear trees were about to bear fruit.

It had only been a few days since Jian Yunlan’s last visit, yet compared to before, the farmland had grown larger, more beautiful, and more structured.

“Welcome to our farm,” Niu Tou smiled.

Aside from the rice, grapes, and pear trees Jian Yunlan had seen before, he now spotted many other crops—hawthorn, corn, potatoes, tomatoes, strawberries…

The flow of time in the spatial field remained consistent with the outside world, but the crops matured much faster.

Noticing Jian Yunlan’s gaze, Niu Tou explained, “I found these seeds inside the space. They seem to be part of the field’s default inventory… but all of them are of ‘ordinary’ quality, with no higher-tier seeds available.”

It seemed that higher-grade seeds could only be obtained through stall-related missions.

Jian Yunlan nodded.

Besides crops, Niu Tou had also built a small house for raising chickens and ducks.

For instance, from the batch of ducks Jian Yunlan had sent in earlier, Niu Tou processed seventy according to his instructions but kept a few to lay eggs—meaning they’d have fresh duck eggs in the future, maybe even salted duck eggs.

Niu Tou had even dug a small pond and stocked it with fish.

At that moment, a few chickens and ducks leisurely strolled past the farm. Under the blue sky, the greenery flourished…

The scene was breathtaking!

Not only was Jian Yunlan amazed, but even Taotie had stopped complaining, staring slack-jawed at the rows of crops and the free-roaming poultry.

Jian Yunlan and Taotie’s minds synchronized in an instant—

—Those hawthorns could be made into tanghulu; the grapes and watermelons could be juiced; the chickens could be fried into crispy golden perfection, while the ducks were practically destined to become roast duck; potatoes could be mashed into a creamy delight; soybeans could be ground into tofu or even stinky tofu; and the harvested rice could be used for fried rice…

Everything here was homegrown, completely organic, and free of contaminants!

Jian Yunlan’s fingers twitched, the spirit of street vending stirring within him.

“If we ever get transported to a post-apocalyptic world,” he mused, “Niu Tou’s management of this spatial farm would be invaluable.”

Weren’t post-apocalyptic worlds always suffering from resource shortages and food scarcity, where people fought tooth and nail for a single bite?

But with a spatial farm providing a stable supply, their street food business wouldn’t have to worry about sales at all!

As his thoughts wandered, a dreamy smile spread across Jian Yunlan’s face.

Meanwhile, Taotie, who had been alternating between staring at the crops and Jian Yunlan, was practically drooling.

…When he looked at Niu Tou again, his gaze had completely changed.

A true agricultural deity!

“Mr. Niu Tou, welcome to the team,” Taotie said with deliberate composure. “I am your senior. If you ever need help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Niu Tou blushed, lowering his head shyly. “Thank you, Mr. Taotie. As long as you don’t find me annoying, that’s more than enough.”

“…” A shiver ran down Taotie’s spine, and he silently withdrew his hand.

A massive ox-headed man making such an expression was way too terrifying!

*

In the ‘Genius Baby at Three and a Half’ World: Huo Family Ancestral Home

As one of the top elite families in the capital, the Huo Family’s ancestral residence exuded extravagance from top to bottom. It was the epitome of every luxurious mansion described in elite novels—an enormous estate, a grand fountain at the entrance, opulent architecture, and towering Roman-style columns… the works.

As the housekeeper of the Huo ancestral home, Butler Li was a seasoned veteran. Having worked for the Huo family for nearly forty years, he had watched Huo Ye grow up.

But ever since the young masters and ladies had come of age and moved out, the once lively ancestral home had grown eerily quiet.

Even Old Madam Huo herself no longer enjoyed staying in the vast but empty mansion. She spent most of her time in her penthouse in the city center and only returned to the ancestral home when she had an important announcement to make.

And today was precisely one of those special occasions.

Early in the morning, Old Madam Huo returned, carrying a mysteriously packed bag.

Not only that, but she even personally entered the kitchen to give some instructions.

“Li Guanjia, today I’ve invited Huo Ye to come home for dinner and discuss important matters,” Old Madam Huo instructed. “Please make sure everything is properly prepared, and there must be no mistakes.”

Hearing that Huo Ye was coming back, Li Guanjia felt a long-lost excitement rise in him!

The eldest young master was actually coming back!

Li Guanjia had long since lost track of how long it had been since the eldest young master last returned to the ancestral home. Today, he was determined to present the best possible atmosphere for the young master, making sure he would linger and never want to leave.

“Yes, Madam,” Li Guanjia respectfully bowed. “For the dinner, should the chef prepare the meal, or should we hire chefs from Zhu Yuan to cook?”

The Huo family’s chef was top-notch, but sometimes Old Madam Huo grew tired of the regular dishes and would hire chefs from Zhu Yuan to cook at home.

However, upon hearing the words “Zhu Yuan,” Old Madam Huo frowned. “Don’t mention Zhu Yuan again, it’s bad luck.”

“As for the meal arrangements… I will take care of it myself,” Old Madam Huo added.

Li Guanjia immediately nodded in acknowledgment, though he couldn’t help feeling a little puzzled.

Madam and the eldest young master didn’t usually care much about food. When they ate dinner together, most of the time it was a business discussion, and they barely touched their food.

But judging by the Madam’s tone today…

It seemed like the “eating” part of dinner was quite important?

“…”

At six in the evening, Huo Ye walked into the Huo family ancestral home.

He felt a bit of a headache.

A lot had happened today.

First, there was that live stream, then suddenly, his long-uncontacted mother called him, insisting that he come back to the ancestral home for dinner tonight. Huo Ye had initially planned to refuse, citing work commitments, but his mother’s tone left no room for refusal, even carrying a hint of threat.

Therefore, even though he was extremely reluctant, Huo Ye still came.

Huo Ye had very complicated feelings about his mother.

When he was young, his father passed away early, and his mother single-handedly supported the Huo Group, eventually rising to the top of the entire capital’s elite circle. As a child, Huo Ye admired, envied, and yearned for his mother’s commanding presence at the pinnacle of power. He often longed for her attention and was willing to go to great lengths, even breaking the rules, to gain her favor.

But the older he got, the more he understood.

His mother only cared about herself and her career; she didn’t care about her children or anyone else. She was like a soulless robot, emotionally detached.

Huo Ye firmly believed that nothing and no one could ever make his mother open up, let her guard down, and genuinely love something with her whole heart.

As for the dinner with his mother, it was less of a dinner and more like a business meeting.

Although the table was always set with Western-style cold cuts—delicate but unappetizing—both his mother and he rarely touched their food, instead holding their wine glasses and discussing business and family matters…

Today, it was likely going to be the same.

So when Huo Ye closed the car door, he felt heavy-hearted and unwilling.

It wasn’t until the familiar, heavy gates slowly opened, sliding to both sides, that—

Like a breath of warm winter air, a wave of rich, warm fragrance hit him.

It was the pure, unmistakable scent of roast duck. Just the smell made him think of the delicate duck meat bubbling in the red broth, the glistening golden skin releasing oil, and a layer of golden oil floating on the thick soup, steaming hot and making his stomach growl…

Huo Ye: “?”

Had he walked into the wrong place?