God Eater of Douluo

"Douluo: God Eater"

Chapter 49 Na'er, do you want to eat my brother's big sausage? (The title couldn’t pass the review, so I put it in the main text.)

Ye Yu knew how Oscar's sausage was made, and he would not eat it.

But just because he doesn't eat it doesn't mean he doesn't allow others to eat it.

No, Tang San and Xiao Wu were a little ready to move when they looked at the sausage.

Tang San said to Xiao Wu: "There are still a few people in front, you don't have much breakfast, do you want a sausage?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head and said, "It smells pretty good. Then try it."

Tang San nodded, let Xiao Wu line up here, and walked towards the cart by himself.

When he got closer, he could see that the sausage seller was about the same height as himself, and there was a wooden board nailed to the cart with four words engraved on it, Sausage Specialty.

When the seller saw someone coming, he immediately said enthusiastically, "How about a sausage? Oscar brand sausage, it's safe for all ages. The taste is the most guaranteed."

Tang San smiled and said: "Uncle, please give me two."

The expression on the seller's face suddenly became stiff, "You, what do you call me?"

Tang San was also stunned, "I call you Uncle, is there a problem?"

The seller smiled bitterly and said: "Of course there is a problem, it's a big problem. Brother, I'm only fourteen years old, and you actually call me uncle?"

"Uh..., you are only fourteen years old?" Tang San looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

The seller affirmed: "Yes, my name is Oscar. I am fourteen years old and a junior at Shrek Academy. You can't call me uncle just because my hair is thicker."

Tang San was speechless for a while, looking at Oscar's thick beard, he thought in his heart, your hair can't be explained just by being thicker.

"Are you really only fourteen years old?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

Oscar nodded affirmatively and said: "Of course, I am a student of the academy. Anyone you ask knows that I am fourteen years old."

Tang San thought to himself, as expected of the Monster Academy, for a fourteen-year-old boy to have a beard that could grow to such an extent, he was definitely considered an oddity.

Oscar picked up two bamboo skewers from his cart and threaded two ten centimeter-long sausages through them to Tang San. The sausages had been roasting on the charcoal brazier on the cart, exuding a rich aroma. .

Tang San took out a silver coin and handed it to him, "Senior, I'm really sorry, I was the one to be rude just now."

Oscar said softly: "It doesn't matter, just come to my sausage shop more often in the future."

Tang San said briskly: "No problem."

At this moment, Gu Yuena suddenly pulled Ye Yu's hand, and Ye Yu looked back.

This little girl must be craving for sausages, her mouth is watering with greed.

"Brother Ye Yu, buy me a sausage to eat!" Gu Yuena said, shaking Ye Yu's arm.

Ye Yu knew how the sausage was made, and he would not let Na'er eat such sausage.

He looked at Na'er with a smile and said, "Do you want to eat that sausage?"

"Yeah!" Na'er nodded.

Ye Yu smiled and said: "That sausage is not clean. Brother will make it for you later. Eat brother's sausage!"

"Brother Ye Yu, can you still make sausages?" Gu Yuena looked at Ye Yu with some confusion.

"I just learned it." Ye Yu smiled faintly.

Just when Tang San was about to buy sausages, a voice suddenly came.

"Tang San, what are you doing?" Ma Hongjun walked to Tang San's side.

As soon as Oscar saw Ma Hongjun, he suddenly showed a grimace on his face, "Fat man, would you like a sausage?"

"Go to hell." Ma Hongjun glared at him angrily, "You really embarrass the academy. Didn't Boss Dai warn you before? Don't sell sausages in the academy. Do you want everyone to vomit? Tang San , this sausage cannot be eaten."

Tang San asked suspiciously: "Why?"

The look on Ma Hongjun's face became a little weird, "Xiao Ao, get a new sausage."

Oscar's expression suddenly became awkward, "Fat man, no need. You will make the new juniors feel resentful towards me."

Ma Hongjun snorted coldly and said, "I'm just giving Tang San a reminder. Come on, don't let me do it."

Oscar obviously couldn't afford to offend Ma Hongjun, so he stretched out his right hand in desperation, and shouted in his soft voice, "I have a big sausage!"

Yellow light suddenly condensed in his palm, two yellow halos rose from Oscar's feet, and then, a sausage exactly the same as Tang San's hand appeared in his palm.

"Uh..." When Tang San heard Oscar's words, 'I have a big sausage,' his whole body froze.This sentence is really too ambiguous.Let’s not talk about the quality of this sausage and whether it is edible.He didn't dare to eat Oscar's words alone.Especially, this sausage was bought for Xiao Wu.

Feeling Tang San's angry gaze, Oscar quickly explained: "I can't do anything about it. When using a food-type martial spirit, if you want to change the food, you must match it with a different soul curse. Words are mantras, not something I want to shout. Also, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the quality of my sausages."

A monster, indeed a monster.Tang San didn't know whether to laugh or cry, luckily he didn't eat the sausage, otherwise his face would be embarrassing.

The cold girl brought in by Ma Hongjun just gave Oscar a cold look and walked towards the queue. Oscar shrugged innocently at Tang San, "It's such a pity that no one eats my delicious sausage. Alas."

At this time, whether it was Xiao Wu, Gu Yuena, Ning Rongrong, or Zhu Zhuqing, they felt sick for a while when they saw how Oscar made sausages.

It doesn't matter at first. The food produced by the food-type martial soul is absolutely natural and has no additives, so it is also very healthy.

But as soon as it came out of Oscar's mouth, the taste changed instantly.

He has become extremely obscene, and I'm afraid no one will be able to eat his sausage.

At this time, Ye Yu smiled and said: "Na'er, if you want to eat, eat my sausage!"

Saying that, Ye Yu slowly stretched out his hand.

The soul power moves according to the heart!

Suddenly, the martial spirit appeared, and immediately, Ye Yu's first spirit ring lit up, and then a sausage was slowly fused with the spirit power and appeared in Ye Yu's palm.

When everyone saw it, they were extremely surprised!

Ye Yu...is actually also a food-type martial spirit?

Oscar was stunned, looked at Ye Yu and asked, "How is that possible? Are you also a food-type soul master?"

Ye Yu smiled lightly and said, "I just copied your martial spirit."

Ye Yu didn't hide either. For Ye Yu, there was no need to hide. He just robbed his martial soul. If he didn't accept it, he could definitely beat him into submission.

"Copy?" Oscar was shocked.

"How is it possible? Why did you copy my martial spirit and you didn't need to recite the spell when making sausages?" Oscar was extremely surprised.