1486 Snatching Spirit Rice

Although Yan Zhengming said that, he didn’t slow down at all in eating the porridge. Instead, he ate even faster. Not long after, he immediately ladled himself another bowl of white porridge.

Yang Kun and Ruan Shenglin: …

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

When the others tasted the porridge, including Yang Kun and Ruan Shenglin, they abruptly paused before they sucked in cold breaths. They didn’t dare believe that this was actually plain porridge. How could plain porridge be so delicious? Not only was the porridge fragrant, it was so f*cking delicious that it made them drool and almost swallow their tongues!

Song Yanru, who was usually more reserved, disciplined and elegant, ate the porridge as if she were the reincarnation of a starving ghost, as did Yang Kun.

Song Chu and Cao Zhengsong, who were younger, couldn’t help but cry as they ate. Their eyes turned slightly red. The porridge was really too… too delicious.

At that moment, Song Chu was very glad that he had also snatched some spirit rice. If he didn’t eat his fill here, he could still savor the taste when he got home. Thinking this, Song Chu relaxed, but didn’t slow down as he ate.

Among everyone, Ruan Shenglin, Xu Tong, and Yang Kun had the most complicated feelings, especially Ruan Shenglin, who thought about how he hadn’t taken this rice seriously just now. He had cooked almost a third of the rice for this meal. Looking at the thick white porridge in the pot, Ruan Shenglin’s heart ached so much that it could drip blood. His face changed. Looking at everyone wolfing down the porridge, he felt that these people weren’t eating his plain porridge, but drinking his blood.

As for Manager Yang Kun, his heart ached and he felt regret for Shenglin. How much spirit rice had it taken to make so much porridge?

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have agreed to let Shenglin cook porridge for everyone to eat. Otherwise, the three of them could have more to eat in the future. Yang Kun ate with Ruan Shenglin and his wife most of the time, so he naturally treated the spirit rice which Shenglin had bought as his own. Now, everyone wasn’t eating plain porridge, but his flesh.

In particular, Brother Yan, who had said before that he wouldn’t eat the porridge, was the happiest. After finishing a second bowl, he quickly ladled out another bowl of plain porridge for himself.

Everyone’s expressions were indescribable: …F*ck!

“Brother Yan, can you eat slower?” Song Chu, Cao Zhengsong and Yang Kun were anxious. This guy was really eating the porridge too quickly.

Even Song Yanru couldn’t help but interrupt at that moment. “Ladies first. You’ve already eaten most of it!”

No matter what everyone said, Yan Zhengming didn’t care and continued to eat the porridge quickly, especially after it turned a little cold. He didn’t use a spoon at all, but drank it.

In the end, he snatched up the last layer of plain porridge at the bottom of the pot and then scraped the pot clean with the ladle. Yang Kun and the others simply didn’t know what to say.

As for the others, including Ruan Shenglin, they were also at a loss for words as they stared at Yan Zhengming, who had just said that he wouldn’t eat the porridge, but now had happily eaten the most. They felt that they shouldn’t have let this guy try the porridge first. Look, most of the porridge in the rice cooker was now in his stomach.

Moreover, this guy was shameless enough to snatch the porridge from women.

Yan Zhengming didn’t know that after snatching the porridge to eat, his image had pretty much collapsed in everyone’s eyes.

After eating the last bowl of porridge, Yan Zhengming still hadn’t had enough. This plain porridge was really fragrant, and his body felt very comfortable after eating it.

Only after eating it did Yan Zhengming feel a little ashamed, mainly because he hadn’t given in to a pregnant woman. However, thinking about how Ruan Shenglin had bought a lot of spirit rice, which was enough for Ruan Shenglin’s family to eat many times over, Yan Zhengming was filled with envy, hatred and regret.

Back then, he had snatched some talismans from Master Chi’s shop, but not this spirit rice.

Sure enough!

As long as it was something from Master Chi’s shop, there was nothing bad about it. Even the rice was completely different from other rice. No wonder this rice could immediately sell out. It turned out that it wasn’t just the talismans in Master Chi’s shop that were rare, but even the rice.

Thinking this, Yan Zhengming was filled with regret. His eyes darted around and he suddenly coughed a few times. “Shenglin, it’s not that I didn’t give in to your wife just now, but I was thinking that you still have a lot of spirit rice left. Your wife will definitely get a share in the future, so I just ate a little more now. It isn’t a loss to you, right?”

Ruan Shenglin’s disgusted expression didn’t change, but Yan Zhengming suddenly changed the subject. “Shenglin, why do I feel that you snatched a lot of spirit rice? You should still have a lot left, right? Why don’t you give me half?” Seeing Ruan Shenglin’s face immediately turn livid, Yan Zhengming hurriedly corrected himself. “A little? Can you give me a little? I’ll exchange the talismans I bought for some spirit rice.”

Yan Zhengming looked expectant, and Song Yanru’s eyes also lit up. The others also stared at Ruan Shenglin eagerly. If he really agreed, they might be able to do the same.

After tasting the rice, how could Ruan Shenglin be willing? Even Xu Tong wasn’t willing. She secretly elbowed Ruan Shenglin as a warning not to agree. Ruan Shenglin refused without hesitation. “No!”

Yan Zhengming choked, and his eyes suddenly turned to Song Chu. At that moment, Song Chu regretted revealing that he had snatched some spirit rice. Seeing Brother Yan look over, he almost dropped the bowl in his hand. He hurriedly stuttered and found an excuse to leave. “Brother, I… I have something I need to do!”

Before he could leave, Yan Zhengming suddenly grabbed the back of his neck. “Come, brat, let’s go to the side and talk about life!”

Everyone: …

Cao Zhengsong: …

Song Yanru and Yang Kun were juniors. Although the spirit rice was very rare, Song Yanru wouldn’t do anything to threaten the juniors. As for Yang Kun, he had a very close relationship with Shenglin, so he could naturally get the spirit rice whenever he wanted; there was no need to threaten the juniors without a care for his reputation.

Yang Kun really couldn’t stand it anymore. He was about to walk over and tell Yan Zhengming to restrain himself, when he heard him pull out all sorts of resources in exchange for the spirit rice with Song Chu. As Yan Zhengming spoke, he cajoled, “I’m telling the truth. If you give me more than half of your spirit rice, I’ll stuff you into any show you want! While I can’t promise that you’ll get the role of the male lead, you can be the second, the third, the fourth or the fifth male lead. How about that?”

The others: …

Cao Zhengsong was speechless. Had Brother Yan forgotten that he was also here?