Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

"Hmph, the sun's already high in the sky, why aren't you up yet! If you don't get up soon, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed today!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya stood with her hands on her hips, her face full of anger.

Under her feet was Xiao Yuechu, who had just been beaten up and was looking completely bewildered.

"Okay, okay, get up."

Dongfang Haoyang yawned, rubbed his eyes, stood up, looked at the little fox demon with her cherry-like lips, and couldn't help but gently touch her purple hair a couple of times.

Haoyang would be even happier if Miss Ya Ya could turn into a white fox for him to pet.

"Has Miss Ya Ya eaten?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya frowned slightly, slapped away Dongfang Haoyang's hand that was rubbing her head, pouted and put her hands on her waist. Just as she was about to stubbornly say that she had already eaten, her little stomach came out with an uncooperative protest.

With a soft gurgling sound, the little fox demon covered her stomach with both hands and slowly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

Haoyang and Yuechu looked at Tushan Yaya, who was clutching her stomach and looking embarrassed, and smiled at each other.

Household chores are a profound and demanding job that requires skill and patience, something this little fox has probably never done before.

Thinking this, Dongfang Yuechu smugly dusted off his clothes, got up from the ground, and walked into the kitchen with his brother. Soon, a very tempting aroma of food wafted out from the kitchen.

"Sliced ​​pork buns, beggar's chicken, stir-fried tomatoes, egg fried rice, stir-fried pork, Kung Pao chicken, tofu soup, sliced ​​pork... I'm out of beef!"

Xiao Yuechu smiled and brought the dishes to the table one by one.

"Um... Miss Ya Ya, do you eat spicy food?"

Dongfang Haoyang poked his cockroach-like head out of the kitchen, his tuft of hair twitching nimbly twice. He held a piece of tender white tofu in his right hand, while simultaneously swinging a cleaver down at the tofu with lightning speed, leaving afterimages.

The tofu remained intact, but when placed on the porcelain plate, it broke apart into perfectly square pieces of the same size.

At this moment, Tu Shan Ya Ya, sitting on the table, had her little mouth stuffed full. She held chopsticks in both hands and quickly swept across the food on the table. Next to her were stacks of clean white porcelain plates, piled up like a small mountain, as if they had been licked clean.

Upon hearing this, Ya Ya looked at Dongfang Haoyang, muttering something under her breath...

Oh, her little mouth was stuffed too full, and she couldn't speak, but Ya Ya's eyes were full of stars, and you could tell at a glance that she was full of longing for the best food.

"Delicious!"

Dongfang Haoyang, barely managing to make out the two words, smiled helplessly, rubbed his slightly flushed cheeks, and turned back to continue cooking.

This praise was the highest compliment a chef could receive, and Haoyang felt a little happy.

But she is clearly the second young lady of Tushan, and she is surrounded by servants who take care of her. How come she can't even have breakfast?

He didn't know if Ya Ya could eat spicy food, but Yuechu was too young to handle spicy food, so it seemed that Mapo Tofu couldn't be made. Dongfang Haoyang thought to himself, and very skillfully heated the oil in the wok, intending to make fried tofu.

With a snap of the fingers, the flames under the pot turned into golden blazes, and the tofu gradually turned golden in the suitable oil temperature.

Haoyang's control of the heat was textbook-perfect. After adding the seasonings and stir-frying for a few seconds, the tofu, which was as round as white jade, was exactly the same size, golden in color, and wrapped with a layer of gold. There was not a trace of overcooking or burning. The appearance was excellent.

I took a small bite, and the fried tofu was soft, tender, and smooth. The seasonings were evenly distributed, and it was refreshing and not greasy at all. The aroma was enticing.

Dongfang Haoyang nodded in satisfaction, fed Xiaoyue, who was drooling as she leaned in, and instructed him to take her upstairs.

The fried tofu had barely been served when Ya Ya, that little glutton, devoured it all in a few bites. Half an hour later, Ya Ya lay on her bed, clutching her bulging belly, a look of pure bliss on her face, giggling to herself.

Dongfang Haoyang crossed his arms and nodded in satisfaction.

There is no doubt that his culinary skills completely conquered the little fox demon's taste buds. For a top chef, being able to win over a diner's stomach is a great honor.

Dongfang Yuechu pointed at the clean porcelain plate, his lips twitching slightly.

"Brother, Sister Ya Ya has finished all the food, what are we going to eat...?"

"Excuse me! She is a guest; guests should be treated with courtesy."

"Go wait at the table, I'll get to it, it'll only take a few minutes."

In terms of cooking skills, there's no longer a gap between Haoyang and Yuechu; Yuechu is completely outclassed by his brother.

This is not surprising, after all, when Dongfang Haoyang was helping his father cook, he was still breastfeeding in Qin Lan's arms at the beginning of the month.

When they grow up a bit, Haoyang will be in charge of cooking, while Yuechu will assist him. His parents will live a leisurely life, occasionally enjoying a sweet time together.

After all, with the money from selling calligraphy and paintings, their family had no worries about food and clothing.

Of course, this is not to say that Xiaoyuechu's cooking skills are bad, it's just that she can't compare to his overly perfect and perfectionist older brother. But outside, Yuechu is perfectly capable of being a qualified restaurant chef.

Dongfang Yuechu didn't wait any longer and quickly went into the kitchen to help his brother, since he was also hungry and the two of them could finish faster.

He stood to the side, quickly beating the eggs in his bowl, chuckling as he approached his brother who was cooking.

"Brother, I think Sister Ya Ya was so eager to see you this morning that she forgot to eat breakfast."

"Nonsense! Eating is the most important thing in the world. Besides, even if Miss Ya Ya is clumsy, she can still remember to eat, right?"

Dongfang Yuechu scratched his head, feeling that it made sense. Tushan Yaya did nothing but eat, play, or try to steal the demon fairy sister from him.

How could I possibly skip breakfast just to see my brother? It seems I was mistaken.

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Inside the palace of the Bitter Love Tree, Rongrong looked at the group of fox demons with ashamed expressions and smiled helplessly.

In front of the many fox demons was a table of steaming hot food.

"You mean... Sister Ya Ya went out without having breakfast?"

The many fox demon servants nodded.

"The second young lady said she had something important to do and was anxiously insisting on going out; we couldn't stop her..."

Tu Shan Rongrong sighed softly, signaling the demons to leave, but her eyes held a complex expression as she looked at the sun outside the window.

Last night, none of the more than thirty human Taoists who invaded the border of Tushan survived. They were all killed by the "mysterious man" with a shocking palm strike on the river below Twin Peaks.

She and her sister went there in the morning and were still slightly shocked when they saw the palm-shaped rock, which was more than a kilometer wide and had changed the terrain.

"Young Master Haoyang's strength is really getting stronger and stronger. But why is his strength increasing so quickly? Could it be related to his Great Dao?"

Rongrong shook her head slightly, a slight smile playing on her lips. She stopped thinking, took a sip from the steaming teacup in both hands.

"Ah, it's delicious~"

The Silvermoon Guards, who were sent out to investigate the matter that morning, heard two interesting things in the human territory.

One was the Demon Extermination Sect, which was quite famous. Last night, the entire sect was wiped out because they were secretly smuggling fox demons from Tushan. Not a single member of the sect survived.

Inside the sect's main hall, only the old sect leader, whose body had been reduced to ashes and whose wisp of soul had been lit as a sky lantern, remained.

This wouldn't have been a big deal, but the murderer hung the old Taoist's head on the roof beam and pasted a note that read, "Worse than pigs and dogs, he deserved to die."

The fox demon scout who happened to be at the scene shared the footage, and Rongrong recognized the old Taoist priest. By sheer coincidence, it was the same human Taoist priest who had abducted her and her sister many years ago.

Another thing is that five large golden characters appeared in the night sky over the entire human territory last night.

Anyone who offends Tushan shall be killed!

Arriving here wouldn't have been anything special, just five words, something even a Taoist with some skill could do. But what the fox demon scout from the human race reported was far more interesting.

The Dao Alliance issued a notice overnight, establishing Tushan as a forbidden area on the same level as the outer forbidden area. It is said that the Elder of Tianmen will be sent to the border of Tushan to build city walls.

That very night, the Dao Alliance issued a decree forbidding anyone from approaching Tushan in any form, with violators to be executed by slow slicing for treason.

"Oh dear, this is troublesome. It seems our business of reincarnation and continuing predestined relationships will be hit hard in the future."

After taking another sip of tea, Rongrong exhaled a breath of air, her smile widening. Her long, slender white legs swayed gently on the stool, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Hmm, how about we arrange a smuggling operation in Tushan? We can disguise people as monsters and bring them into Tushan to continue their love story, hehe."

After thinking about it, Rongrong nodded slightly, thinking that this was feasible.

"Okay, we'll discuss this with my sister when she gets back."

"As for that mysterious person, hehe, it seems necessary to give him a little punishment after he comes out of seclusion. Hmm... let's punish him now."

Tu Shan Rongrong revealed a mischievous smile, and with a chuckle, took out an abacus and began to calculate the accounts.

"50000 taels for damaging the Tushan environment, 3000 taels for medical treatment, and 200 taels for Rongrong's bad mood." (Happy)

"Well, excluding this month's salary... if you calculate it this way, Young Master still owes Tushan 53000 taels of silver. Add to that the compounding interest, usurious loans, and the expenses for making Rongrong happy..."

"Hmm~ That should be enough to keep Young Master Haoyang in Tushan for the rest of his life, hehe."

Plans are in place!

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After a hearty meal, Dongfang Haoyang suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose, feeling like someone was talking about him.

"Wasn't it you at the beginning of the month, you brat?!"

"Hey bro, I never said anything bad about you."

Indeed, at least that's how it is when I don't put any vegetables in his bowl at night.

The two people who were washing dishes suddenly heard a cracking sound, the kind of sound that only porcelain makes when it hits the floor and shatters.