“Boss Lu, are you really coming back tomorrow?”
Uncle Hua grabbed Lu Wu’s sleeve and asked reluctantly.
He was carrying a huge fortune in his arms but had nowhere to spend it. What a miserable predicament.
When he got home and his wife saw all that money, how was he supposed to explain that she was already dead and now a ghost?
What if his wife suspected he had found a younger woman outside and was deliberately picking a fight?
The other villagers shared the same concern.
Originally, they had gathered all the young and able-bodied men to teach Lu Wu a lesson. The women and children were still waiting at home.
To avoid accidents, they had specifically instructed everyone else to stay indoors and wait for their triumphant return.
And what happened?
Instead of teaching someone a lesson, they got taught a lesson by a jianbing.
Not only had they stopped being human, they had cried their hearts out and lost all face. Once they got home, they would probably lose what little dignity they had left as well.
Worrying.
How could such a perfectly good jianbing sell out so quickly?
“I’ll come. Same time, same place.”
Lu Wu snatched her sleeve back, then used Blink to dodge a crazed fan’s flying tackle from behind.
A quick sidestep to the left let her avoid a beautiful female cultivator throwing herself into her arms with watery eyes.
Hey, don’t get any funny ideas.
She, Lu Wu, was a respectable person.
Admiring beauty was fine, but dating? Absolutely not.
Besides, admiring for free was way more fun.
“Boss Lu!”
The female cultivator pouted and stomped her foot, shooting Lu Wu a resentful glance for being completely oblivious to romance.
Was she not pretty enough? Was her body not soft enough? Why wouldn’t Lu Wu cuddle with her?
Seeing that the woman looked ready to cry, Lu Wu quickly spoke up.
“Ahem. That’s all for today. See you tomorrow!”
After saying that, she stuffed Huohuo and Da Huang into her cave-heaven, cast an invisibility spell, and with the added effect of the Wishful Hairpin, vanished from the diners’ sight.
“Boss Lu, how could you just abandon me and run away like that? Heartbreaker! I’m angry!”
The female cultivator pouted pitifully, sounding adorable, while simultaneously yanking a male cultivator aside with brute force.
“You stinky men, move! Don’t get in the way of me finding Boss Lu!”
“Oh, come on, you drama queen. What did men ever do to you? Boss Lu obviously doesn’t like women.”
The male cultivator shot back unhappily.
“And how do you know Boss Lu isn’t into women?”
The female cultivator immediately put her hands on her hips, ready for battle.
“Of course I know. I’ve observed carefully. Boss Lu pays attention to every beautiful person she sees.”
“But she spends longer looking at handsome men than beautiful women. That’s enough proof she prefers men. Which means my chances are better than all of yours.”
Hearing this, Lu Wu—who had supposedly escaped but was actually hiding nearby while holding her breath—paused for self-reflection.
Was she really that obvious?
Well…
Maybe.
Who could blame her? The cultivation world was overflowing with eye candy.
Cold beauties, sunny beauties, puppy-like cuties, domineering heartthrobs, seductive charmers, gentle sweethearts, lightly dressed ones, heavily wrapped ones…
Every variety imaginable.
She was practically dazzled.
She had merely committed the mistake every woman eventually commits.
She was innocent!
“I’ll show you who has better chances, you big-headed idiot!”
The female cultivator’s defenses shattered on the spot. She raised her fists and charged after the male cultivator who had made that statement.
“Ow! Stop hitting me! I’m just telling the truth!”
“The truth, huh?!”
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“You women are impossible to deal with!”
“I’ll deal with you!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Watching the male cultivator end up covered in bumps, Lu Wu sucked in a sympathetic breath.
Meanwhile, some diners seized the opportunity to rush toward Abyss Sea City, hoping to catch Lu Wu.
Ah, another day of outsmarting her customers.
Seeing that the commotion showed no signs of ending anytime soon, Lu Wu decided to take a different route home to avoid being caught.
And then…
She got kidnapped.
Sure enough, those isolated places in novels really were dangerous.
The moment you walked into one, you became the perfect target.
Inside a dark room, Lu Wu sat with her hands tied, deep in thought.
If these people tried threats or bribery later, what pose should she use while fighting back?
“Chirp?”
Huohuo’s voice came from inside the cave-heaven.
Huohuo wanted to come out.
“No rush.”
Lu Wu replied mentally.
Well, to be honest…
The real reason she hadn’t resisted was that she could tell the other party meant no harm.
Also, she definitely couldn’t beat them.
Besides, if she never experienced a kidnapping plotline at least once, wouldn’t her story feel incomplete?
Creak.
The door opened.
“So you’re the famous Boss Lu everyone keeps talking about?”
The newcomer was a young woman. She scrutinized Lu Wu for a few moments before letting out a disdainful snort.
?
That wasn’t fair.
What did other people’s rumors have to do with her?
“I heard you can make jianbing. Come on, make a few.”
The young woman snapped her fingers, releasing Lu Wu’s restraints, then gave her a look that clearly said follow me.
Outside the room, turn left, and there was a kitchen.
The kitchen was fully equipped, though everything looked brand new, without the slightest sign of prior use.
“What are you staring at? Make jianbing.”
The young woman dragged over a chair, sat in the doorway, and stared at Lu Wu.
She looked absolutely determined.
But what kind of kidnapper abducted someone just to make them cook jianbing?
Jianbing, jianbing, jianbing every day.
Even after being kidnapped, she still had to make jianbing.
The hardworking laborer Lu Wu could only start preparing the batter.
After all, when under someone else’s roof, one had to bow one’s head.
Once she got out of here, she was definitely gathering her tools—uh, companions—and recruiting Old Li next door to help her get revenge.
She tossed flames beneath the stove. The glass-like translucent fire made the kidnapper’s eyes shine with envy.
The batter only needed a short rest before it was ready.
Fortunately, Lu Wu had already prepared plenty of sauces and stored them in her storage pouch.
Under the high heat, the batter gradually solidified. The bottom turned lightly golden, and within the enclosed kitchen, the aroma of wheat filled the air, making people instinctively seek out its source.
Grrr~
A certain kidnapper’s stomach growled.
The kidnapper pressed a hand against her stomach and blushed slightly.
When she noticed Lu Wu looking over, she immediately glared.
“Mind your own jianbing!”
She refused to believe a mere jianbing could make her master so obsessed.
The old man was busy flying all over the place, yet still remembered to tell people to bring her jianbing.
He had never shown that much concern for her.
She was starting to suspect this little food-stall owner was actually her master’s illegitimate disciple.
Her heart was broken.
Today, no matter what, she was eating that jianbing.
A short while later, one fresh jianbing was ready.
The kidnapper picked it up and sniffed it.
There was nothing strange about it.
If anything, it smelled so good that her stomach immediately started protesting again.
“As long as your jianbing is really as delicious as they say, I’ll let you go.”
With that, she cautiously took a bite.
The crispy outer layer entered her mouth first before gradually softening.
What she found utterly irresistible, however, was the ketchup inside.
Sweet and tangy.
Every cell in her body was urging her to keep eating.
How did this little food-stall owner know she loved this flavor?
Her master must have told her.
How infuriating!
That rotten master.
Puffing her cheeks angrily, the kidnapper kept eating and nearly forgot Lu Wu was even there.
Seeing this, a gleam of wisdom flowed through Lu Wu’s eyes.
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