Chapter 26: Smashing the Cafeteria in Anger? I'm Really Wasting Food!
On a tree-lined path at Sheng Lan Academy, a golden figure was sprinting.
As Lu Shixuan ran, he unbuttoned two buttons of the shirt he was wearing, which was originally meant to humiliate Chu Yaoyao but had instead become a 'flower-protecting sacred garment'.
It was too hot.
Not only was the weather hot, but the group of girls behind him, screaming "Young Master Lu, I want to bear your children" like a zombie siege, made his scalp tingle.
"Crazy! They're all crazy!"
Lu Shixuan rushed into the school's 'Cloud Restaurant', which boasted Michelin three-star standards, kicked open the door, and casually flipped the 'Open' sign to 'Tyrant's Private Event'.
Inside the restaurant, dozens of wealthy second-generation students, who were elegantly dining, were startled by the loud commotion, and the foie gras on their forks fell into their plates.
Lu Shixuan ignored them completely, strode to the ordering counter, and slapped his black card, which hadn't even warmed up yet, onto the marble countertop.
"Bang!"
"Bring This Young Master all your most expensive, limited edition items that you usually wouldn't dare to bring out!"
Lu Shixuan roared ferociously, "This Young Master is hungry! If you dare to make This Young Master wait for more than three minutes, I'll tear this rotten restaurant down!"
The restaurant manager, a fat man wearing a tall chef's hat, saw that it was Young Master Lu, who had just displayed his might in the auditorium, and was so scared that the flesh on his face trembled.
"Yes, yes, yes! Young Master Lu, please wait a moment! The Australian M9 Wagyu that just arrived by air today will be seared for you immediately!"
Lu Shixuan plopped down on the central sofa, crossed his legs, and stared gloomily at the ceiling.
He desperately needed to do something bad to offset the goodwill he had just accumulated.
System, is there a mission that allows me to waste money, appear uncivilized, and make people absolutely furious?
Ding!
Detected host's strong desire to squander.
Temporary mission issued: Perform an extreme 'extravagant waste' and 'picky humiliation' in the cafeteria.
Specific requirements: Order a table full of dishes, not eat a single bite and throw them all away, and publicly insult the chef's cooking as 'pig slop'.
Reward: 5 million cash, 100 villain points.
Lu Shixuan's mouth curved upwards wildly.
This mission was practically tailor-made for him!
In less than ten minutes, the long table was covered with a dazzling array of delicacies.
Sizzling, oily premium Wagyu, basin-sized King Crabs, gold-leaf-embellished caviar... The aroma was captivating, making the surrounding students swallow their saliva.
The fat manager rubbed his hands, his face fawning: "Young Master Lu, please enjoy, these are all the highest standards from our kitchen..."
However.
Lu Shixuan merely glanced coldly at the delicacies on the table, then suddenly covered his nose, displaying an expression as if he had smelled a septic tank.
"This is what you call your highest standard?"
He stood up, picked up the plate of three-thousand-yuan Wagyu, and with a clang, threw both the plate and the meat violently into the nearby trash can.
The entire place fell silent.
The fat manager's smile froze on his face: "Young... Young Master Lu? This meat..."
"Shut up!"
Lu Shixuan pointed at the meat in the trash can and roared, "This garbage dares to call itself Wagyu? The meat is loose, the marbling is blurry, it's clearly injected with fat! Do you think This Young Master hasn't eaten good food before?"
Then, he grabbed the King Crab and threw it directly onto the floor, even going up to stomp on it a couple of times.
"This crab has been dead for at least three days, hasn't it? That fishy smell can be detected from three streets away! Trying to fool This Young Master with dead crabs?"
"And this caviar! It smells of preservatives! Are you trying to poison me to inherit my QQ Speed account?"
Lu Shixuan, like a madman, swept all the tens of thousands of yuan worth of delicacies off the table and onto the floor.
The sound of shattering plates echoed throughout the restaurant, and soup splattered everywhere.
The surrounding students watched in stunned silence, their eyes gradually filling with anger.
This is too wasteful!
Even if you are Young Master Lu, you shouldn't waste food like this, should you?
Lu Shixuan looked at the angry eyes of the people around him, feeling immensely satisfied.
Yes!
That's it!
Quick, curse me!
Call me a prodigal son!
Call me ignorant of human suffering!
But... this fat manager is really bold.
How is this injected fat meat?
This is clearly lymphatic meat, crushed and reassembled!
The nitrite content inside is fifty times over the limit!
And that crab, too, was soaked in formaldehyde to preserve it.
This restaurant is contracted by Ye Chen's distant cousin, isn't it?
To make money, he's actually feeding this chronic poison to all the teachers and students in the school?
That girl Chu Yaoyao already has a weak stomach; if she ate this stuff, she'd be in the emergency room tonight with acute gastroenteritis.
Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!
How is this wasting?
I'm destroying biochemical weapons!
While cursing inwardly, Lu Shixuan, to maintain his 'tyrant' persona, casually grabbed a bottle of red wine and poured it directly over the fat manager's head.
"Eat this garbage for This Young Master! You're not allowed to leave until you finish it!"
The fat manager was drenched in red wine, a flicker of panic and resentment in his eyes.
"Young Master Lu! You're deliberately making trouble! We've been inspected by the health department..."
"Inspected your grandpa!"
Lu Shixuan kicked over the table, "This Young Master's tongue is the standard! If I say it's garbage, it's garbage!"
Just then, the restaurant door was pushed open again.
Chu Yaoyao, wrapped in the somewhat comically large golden suit, ran in, panting.
Behind her were several student council cadres who had originally intended to come for a meal.
Seeing the mess on the floor and Lu Shixuan, who was stomping on a table and throwing a tantrum, everyone was stunned.
"Lu Shixuan! What are you doing?" a student council cadre with a red armband shouted angrily.
Lu Shixuan's heart leaped with joy.
They're here, they're here!
The envoys of justice are here!
Quick, arrest him!
Give him a major demerit!
Expel him!
However, Chu Yaoyao quickly walked into the midst of the chaos.
She didn't look at Lu Shixuan, but instead squatted down and picked up a piece of 'Wagyu' that Lu Shixuan had stomped flat.
She pushed up her non-existent glasses (she had taken them off in the auditorium earlier), and her eyes instantly became sharp as knives.
"This meat... the color is off."
Chu Yaoyao stood up and held the meat in front of the student council cadre.
"Normal Wagyu fat is milky white, but the edges of the fat on this piece of meat are yellowish, and there are obvious needle marks."
"This is industrially injected fat meat, and the oil used... is very likely refined gutter oil."
The entire place was in an uproar.
"What? Gutter oil?"
"Ugh... I just ate two pieces!"
The fat manager's face instantly turned ashen: "You... you're talking nonsense! This is slander!"
Chu Yaoyao looked at him coldly: "Whether it's slander or not, a test in the lab will tell. Sheng Lan Academy's lab equipment is top-notch globally."
She turned around and looked at Lu Shixuan, who was still standing on the table, maintaining his arrogant posture.
In those beautiful eyes, where was there any trace of blame?
They were full of tenderness and admiration.
"Young Master Lu," Chu Yaoyao said softly, "You smelled it, didn't you?"
"To prevent us from eating these poisonous foods, you were willing to bear the stigma of 'wasting food' and smash all these things?"
"You even got your shoes dirty to punish this black-hearted manager."
Lu Shixuan slipped and almost fell off the table.
Big sister!
Can your overactive imagination not be so strong?
I really wanted to waste it!
I was really looking for trouble!
How was I supposed to know this meat was made from gutter oil?
I only knew because the system told me!
Damn it, now I'm a food safety advocate again?
The surrounding students listened to Chu Yaoyao's analysis, then looked at the ingredients on the floor, and their faces all changed drastically.
Someone bravely sniffed the crab on the floor.
"Holy crap! It really smells of formalin!"
"Oh my god! Young Master Lu was saving our lives!"
"We were actually cursing him in our hearts just now? We're practically inhumane!"
"Young Master Lu is mighty! Well smashed! This kind of shady business deserves to be smashed!"
The tide of public opinion, once again, completed a 180-degree drift at a bizarre angle.
Seeing the unfavorable turn of events, the fat manager turned and tried to run.
"Trying to run?"
Although Lu Shixuan's heart was bleeding, his body reacted honestly.
He casually grabbed a stainless steel dinner plate from the table and threw it like a frisbee.
God-level Combat Technique (Precise Throw) activated.
"Clang!"
The plate accurately hit the fat manager on the back of his head.
The two-hundred-pound fat man fell to the ground with a thud, twitched twice like a dead pig, and then became still.
"Drag this guy out! Call the police!"
Lu Shixuan jumped off the table, clapped the dust off his hands, and wore an expression of 'life is meaningless'.
"Boring, I can't even eat a meal without encountering poisoners."
"This Young Master isn't eating anymore! I'm full of anger!"
He pushed through the crowd and strode out.
Chu Yaoyao, tightly wrapped in his jacket, followed like a little shadow.
"Young Master Lu, wait for me! I know a roadside stall that's especially clean, how about I treat you to Oden?"
"Eat what crap! This Young Master only eats Michelin!"
"The owner of that roadside stall is an old granny, and she uses all fresh ingredients, it's really delicious..."
"...Is it far? I'm not going if it's too far."
"Not far, it's right by the back gate!"
Watching the two leave one after another, the students in the restaurant erupted in thunderous applause.
Ding!
Detected host has completed the'Smashing the Cafeteria' mission.
Although the behavior was extremely violent and extravagant, it successfully exposed the dark secrets of campus food safety, saving the stomachs of all teachers and students.
System Judgment: The host is not only a bully, but also a food judge with a Divine Tongue.
Reward: 5 million cash.
Reward: God-level Taste (Passive: Instantly detects any harmful substances upon consumption).
villain points: -2000 (host, your prestige in school has surpassed the principal's. Why don't we run for student council president for fun?)
Lu Shixuan walked along the road, listening to the system's notification, wishing he could just find a block of tofu to smash his head against and die.
"Student council president? I'm here to be a school bully!"
Chapter 27: Street Stall?
I'm really just disgusted, not on an incognito inspection!
The back gate of Sheng Lan Academy leads to a small alley filled with the hustle and bustle of daily life.
This place is completely different from the front gate, where luxury cars gather. The narrow streets are lined with various snack stalls, and the air is filled with the mixed aroma of grilled cold noodles, stinky tofu, and Oden.
Lu Shixuan, wearing that leopard-print shirt with an open collar (the suit was still on Chu Yaoyao), stepped on the greasy cement ground in his hundred-thousand-yuan limited-edition leather shoes, sinking slightly with each step.
His face was filled with resistance, every pore screaming, "I want to go home."
"Chu Yaoyao! Are you trying to murder This Young Master?"
Lu Shixuan covered his nose, pointing with a look of disgust at the small cart ahead with its dim light bulb.
"This is what you call 'especially clean'? How black is that pot of soup? Is it used to boil coal balls?"
"And those few broken tables, they're so greasy they're reflective! My pants are custom-made, what if they stick when I sit down?"
Chu Yaoyao walked ahead, seemingly in a particularly good mood.
She turned around, smiling at Lu Shixuan, the oversized golden suit swaying in the wind, making her small face appear even more delicate.
"Young Master Lu, this is called 'old broth'; the blacker it is, the more flavorful."
"And Grandma Zhang changes the soup base every day; it only changes color because of the kelp boiled in it."
She walked to the small cart, skillfully took out a small plastic bowl, picked a few skewers of fish balls, daikon, and kelp knots, then scooped a ladle of hot soup.
"Grandma Zhang, two bowls, extra spicy!"
The stall owner, a white-haired old lady, saw Chu Yaoyao and smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits.
"Oh, it's Yaoyao. Is this young man your boyfriend? He's very handsome, but his clothes are... a bit flashy."
Upon hearing the words "boyfriend," Lu Shixuan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Who's her boyfriend? Old lady, if your eyesight is bad, go get some glasses!"
"This Young Master is her creditor! She brought me here to pay off her debt!"
While scolding, he was reluctantly pressed onto a small stool by Chu Yaoyao.
The stool was too short, leaving his long legs nowhere to rest, so he had to uncomfortably curl them up, looking comical and pitiful.
Damn it, why doesn't this place even have a backrest?
This old lady looks kind, but her eyesight is so poor?
This is called fashion!
Do you understand fashion?
But... this soup does smell really good.
The daikon is cooked until transparent; it looks soft and flavorful.
Sigh, this girl Chu Yaoyao is eating so happily.
Does she often go hungry at the Chu family?
I heard that stepmother in the Chu family is very harsh on her.
The way she eats, like a little hamster, with puffed-out cheeks... it's actually a bit cute?
No!
I am a bully!
I can't think she's cute!
To hide his stirred emotions, Lu Shixuan slammed the table, making a few drops of soup splash out of the bowl.
"Hey! Who told you to eat? This Young Master hasn't even touched his chopsticks yet!"
He snatched the bowl from Chu Yaoyao's hand and said fiercely, "This bowl is mine! You go eat that one without chili!"
Chu Yaoyao was stunned, looking at her empty hand, then at the bowl of Oden with red oil floating in front of Lu Shixuan.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.
She has a stomach condition and can't eat anything too spicy.
She had regretted asking Grandma Zhang to add chili just now due to a momentary craving.
As a result, Lu Shixuan directly snatched it away.
He clearly complained in his heart about the dirty environment and disliked the black soup, yet the moment he saw she couldn't eat spicy food, he unhesitatingly snatched that "heavy-flavored" bowl.
"Thank you, Young Master Lu." Chu Yaoyao picked up the other bowl of clear soup and said softly.
"Thank you for what? Eat your food!"
Lu Shixuan picked up a piece of daikon, blew on it, and took a bite.
The scalding hot broth burst in his mouth, and the sweet and savory flavor instantly conquered his taste buds.
Holy crap!
Delicious!
This daikon is amazing!
Melts in your mouth!
A million times better than that fake wagyu beef just now!
These fish balls must be handmade too, right?
Springy and smooth!
This old lady has some skills!
Her craftsmanship is more than enough to open a private kitchen; why is she cooped up in this broken alley?
Just as Lu Shixuan was eating happily, several hooligans swaggered over.
The leader, with dyed yellow hair, carried a steel pipe and kicked Grandma Zhang's small cart.
"Clang!"
The soup in the pot splashed out, scalding Grandma Zhang, who cried out in surprise.
"Old lady! Time to pay protection fees!"
Huang Mao chewed betel nut, his face arrogant, "This month's stall fee, two thousand yuan! If you're short a single fen, I'll smash this broken cart!"
Grandma Zhang trembled with fear, quickly pulling out a handful of crumpled change from her pocket, which amounted to only a few hundred yuan.
"Big brother, business hasn't been good these past few days... can you give me a couple of days' grace...?"
"Grace your grandpa!"
Huang Mao slapped the money out of Grandma Zhang's hand and raised the steel pipe to smash the pot.
"Crack!"
A slender, fair hand, adorned with a Patek Philippe watch, firmly grabbed the steel pipe.
Lu Shixuan still had half a fish ball in his mouth, but his eyes instantly turned cold.
He slowly stood up, his leopard-print shirt looking particularly wild in the dim light.
"Too noisy."
Lu Shixuan swallowed the fish ball and impatiently picked at his ear.
"This Young Master is eating, why are there always flies buzzing around?"
Huang Mao was stunned, looking at this strange person dressed in designer clothes but sitting at a street stall.
"Who the hell are you? Don't meddle in other people's business!"
Lu Shixuan sneered, his fingers exerting a slight force.
"Snap!"
That solid steel pipe was actually dented in his hand.
Huang Mao's eyes nearly popped out.
"Who am I?"
Lu Shixuan let go of his hand and pulled out a thick wad of cash from his pocket—the "tip" he hadn't spent at the restaurant earlier.
He slapped the money hard across Huang Mao's face as if fanning him.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
"This Young Master is the VIP here! This old lady's cooking is exclusively for me!"
"You dare to smash my exclusive imperial kitchen? Do you think your head is harder than this steel pipe?"
Banknotes fluttered everywhere.
Huang Mao was dazed by the money and terrified by Lu Shixuan's frightening grip.
"Scram!"
Lu Shixuan kicked Huang Mao's backside, "If I ever see you collecting protection fees here again, I'll boil you in the pot and turn you into fish balls!"
The hooligans scrambled away, not even daring to pick up the money on the ground.
Grandma Zhang looked at Lu Shixuan, still shaken, her eyes teary.
"Young man... thank you... this money..."
"Take it!"
Lu Shixuan pointed at the money on the ground, a look of arrogance on his face, "This is This Young Master's reward for you! Your fish balls are good; from now on, save a hundred skewers for This Young Master every day! If there's one less, I'll come smash your stall!"
After speaking, he pulled the still-dazed Chu Yaoyao and turned to leave.
"Let's go! This wretched place has too many mosquitoes; they're biting This Young Master to death!"
Chu Yaoyao was dragged along, turning to glance at Grandma Zhang, who was picking up money and wiping away tears, then at Lu Shixuan's ears, which were beet red.
"Young Master Lu."
"What?"
"You just now... were really handsome."
"Shut up! This Young Master is always handsome!"
Ding!
Detected host completed the "Street Stall Show-off + Intimidating Hooligans" mission.
Although the behavior was extremely arrogant, it successfully protected vulnerable groups and sponsored folk traditional artisans.
System Judgment: The host is a bully with a chivalrous heart.
Reward: 3 million cash.
Reward: Folk Gourmet Master (Passive: Can discover peerless delicacies hidden in the market).
villain points: -500 (host, your incognito inspection was quite thorough).
Lu Shixuan walked through the alley, listening to the system's notification, and sighed helplessly.
"Incognito inspection my ass! I was genuinely disgusted!"
"When will this villain's life end...?"
The night wind blew, rustling the fallen leaves on the ground.
In the shadows not far away, a figure wearing a baseball cap was secretly filming this scene with a phone.
On the screen, the message sent to "Young Master Ye" showed as successfully sent.
"Ye Chen still hasn't given up