People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into Mercer's house, Mercer... was still sleeping soundly.

That's right, it was in stark contrast to Bronya and Lingke who had already sat down at the table and started eating.

At this moment, Mercer was sleeping peacefully on the dining table.

He once again wondered if Bronya's cream soup was some kind of rule weapon, or if his ancient beast body was a fake.

This is what Mercer thought before he completely lost consciousness.

......

When Mercer woke up again, Lingke was the only one left in the empty restaurant.

As for Bronya, if nothing unexpected happened, she should have gone to the morning class.

"Um... Lingbao? Don't you think this thing is choking?"

Mercer climbed up from the dining table with difficulty, and looked at Ling Ke who was drinking beetroot soup in front of him, feeling a little confused.

"No! The beet soup made by Sister Bronya is obviously delicious!"

As she spoke, Ling Ke gritted her teeth with a look of heartache, scooped out a spoonful of soup from the bowl, which had little soup left, and handed it to Moser's mouth.

"Gudong~"

Looking at the soup in front of him that was emitting an evil blood-red glow, Mercer swallowed hard.

Logically speaking, Lingbao's physical fitness should be much worse than mine. Why would I faint after drinking what she can drink?

It must be because Bronya was deliberately teasing me before.

Well, yes, that’s it!

After encouraging himself in his heart, Moser swallowed the soup spoon in front of him, and then...

Mercer, dead!

......

After a while, when Moser woke up again, a scene he had seen in his previous life suddenly flashed through his mind.

That was the scene where Lingke was eating a steaming can of herring on the snowy field.

My goodness, you look so soft and cute, but it turns out you are not a normal person! Lingbao~

No, I must correct this distorted view of diet for them.

As a visitor from the Celestial Empire, Moser would never allow those around him to continue to degenerate like this, even if you eat beans every day?

Moser clenched his fists tightly and turned around, his face suddenly changed.

Then he turned around with a smile and looked at Lingke who was still licking the bottom of the bowl.

"Um, Lingbao!"

"Are you full? If not, I'll take you out to eat something!"

Lingke: (゜-゜)

Hearing this, Ling Ke pointed to the big iron pot that was still burning in the kitchen in the distance, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

"No need to bother, Sister Bronya made a lot of beet soup today!"

Following the direction of Lingke's finger, Moser tilted his head to look...

At this moment, smoke is coming out of the big iron pot on the stove!

"Eh? Wait... No, why is the smoke black?"

Moser was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong, and his feet moved instantly.

He quickly rescued the only big iron pot in his house from the stove.

I looked at the bottom of the pot nervously. It was okay, just a little red.

Look in the pot...

Mercer: (ーー;)

"Forget it, let's just take the blame!"

I silently threw the pot out of the window and had no time to mourn for my own big iron pot.

At this moment, Mercer turned around with an unquestionable determination in his eyes.

Looking at Lingke with a look of regret on her face, Moser immediately carried her on his shoulders.

"Elbow, Lingbao, today I will take you to see what a meal is like for human beings!"

Lingke: QAQ

......

A moment later, in a fairly well-known family restaurant in Beloberg.

Looking at the delicious dishes in front of him, and seeing Ling Ke decisively choose the most ordinary mashed potatoes, Moser's face was full of helplessness.

Mercer casually handed Lingke a dish of tomato and ham risotto that looked countless times brighter than mashed potatoes, and then asked cautiously.

"Hey, Lingbao, why don't you eat meat? Are you tired of it?"

"No, I usually eat canned food at home."

Hearing this, Lingke shook her head decisively, looked at the risotto in front of her with some suspicion, and then launched another attack on the mashed potatoes.

"Can...canned?" Hearing Lingke's answer, Moser was stunned for a moment.

"If I remember correctly, the Langdao family should be thriving now! And you, a grown lady, are eating canned food?"

"Well, it's like this."

Nodding, looking at Moser's face full of disbelief, Lingke pondered for a moment and then explained.

"Sister has a weird taste, brother is fine with anything he can eat, as for me I usually eat whatever is convenient, after all, eating is just to replenish energy, right?"

Mercer: 'Д'|

Gently closing his shocked mouth, Moser waved to the waiter behind him.

"Uncle, give me one portion of your restaurant's signature dish... No, give me three portions of it."

Uncle/Ling Ke: “???”

"Lingbao, please sit here for a while. I'll go find those two guys."

Without paying attention to the confused expression on Lingke's face, Moser turned around and disappeared in front of the two of them.

......

About half a system hour later, we were still in the restaurant.

Jeppard and Shiluwa were hugging each other and trembling as they watched Mercer waving a whip in front of them.

Putting the big iron pot he picked up from downstairs of his house in front of the two people, Moser urged them in a bad tone.

"Eat! You two should drink it up!"

"Oh, damn it! Why don't you drink? Drink it! Give it to me!"

Looking at the pot full of black unknown substance, Xiluwa swallowed hard, then said to Moser with an apologetic smile.

"Um...Brother Mercer! You can tell at a glance that this kind of thing cannot be eaten!"

"Can't eat? Of course you can't eat! Your Lingbao ate happily this morning."

Shiluwa/Jepard: "!!!"

"Okay, stop glaring at Jeppard. There's something wrong with both of you."

He clapped his hands to attract the attention of Shiluwa and Jeppard again. While taking away the black pot, Mercer placed the dishes prepared by the store in front of the two of them.

Then he gave the two of them a two and a half minute earnest lecture.

"Luckily I discovered it today, otherwise I wouldn't know you guys are so abstract!"

"One of you likes to do something exciting, and the other eats whatever is available. You two are really good! Why don't you eat this thing today?"

"You Langdao family only know how to learn a family motto, right? What about aristocratic etiquette? What about dietary standards? Can you set a good example for your children in the future?"

However, facing Mercer's crazy output, Xiluwa's reaction was like this.

"I see (chew chew)... If I had known that these things (chew chew)... were so delicious, why would I have bothered researching new dishes!"

Mercer: “???”

Listening to the meaning of Shiluwa's words, Moser felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"No, so you haven't eaten these things either?"

While picking up the steak from Jeppard's plate and moving it to her side, Shiluwa explained to Mercer as if it was a matter of course during the break in the meal.

"Of course not! We have basically spent our lives in the military camp since we were young, and we eat the normal supplies of the Silver Mane Iron Guards!"

"What about the banquet?" asked Mercer, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Do you think we, the Landau family (chew chew), would go to that kind of place?"

"Even drinking coffee was something that Cocolia taught me when I was in school!"

"Come to think of it, the food in the school cafeteria was pretty terrible back then! Otherwise, I should have noticed something was wrong a long time ago."

Mercer: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Mercer immediately shifted his incredulous gaze to Jeppard.

He wanted to see what kind of earth-shattering words he, as the boss, could say with the example of Xiluwa.

Seeing that Mercer's gaze gradually shifted to him, Jeppard waved at him calmly.

"Don't look at me, Moser, you know me. I usually eat even less than my sister!"

Mercer: "......"

His face froze when he heard this. Listening to these two people's speeches, Moser sighed sincerely in his heart.

Landau family, that's really hard! (In every sense)