The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop-Chapter 193 - 17: Treasure on the Palm, Pig

At night, Yan Zhengya returned to his room holding a plump little pig that had eaten to its heart’s content. After cleaning the little pig up, the pig snuggled into the bed, leaving just its small head outside, watching Yan Zhengya undress.

"Little pig, you ungrateful little thing, sticking to Tianmiao all day, don’t you miss me?" Yan Zhengya also got into bed and pulled the little pig into his arms.

Snort, how could that be? I like Daddy the most! The little pig snorted back, nudging its pink little snout.

"What do you think their origins are?" Yan Zhengya turned over, lying on his stomach on the bed. The little pig, mimicking him, turned over and lay on the pillow, stretching out its four little pig hooves, letting out a snort. Its small eyes turned, sneaking a sideways glance at Yan Zhengya.

"It’s so strange. I’ve never heard Master say there’s something so powerful in the Taoist Alliance. Aren’t these the stuff of legends? I remember Master mentioning them in the stories he told me before." Yan Zhengya also gave the little pig a sideways glance. Man and pig stared at each other, eye to eye.

Snort? What’s Daddy talking about? I don’t understand.

"Never mind, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you. Let’s sleep. I don’t feel any malice from them anyway." Just as Yan Zhengya pulled the little pig over to sleep, he suddenly remembered something. "Oh right, little pig, they said you’re a mutated pig and came to find the cause of the mutation? What could have caused your mutation?"

Snort, Daddy’s talking about things I don’t understand again. The little pig stretched its plump body and tapped Yan Zhengya’s face with its little pig hooves. Daddy, let’s sleep, don’t overthink it. After doing all this, the little pig started to snore softly.

Silly pig, just knows how to eat and sleep, truly a pig. Oh, wait, it really is a pig, living like this is normal.

Ah, I wish I were a pig, no worries, just eat and sleep all day.

With that thought, Yan Zhengya drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, after Yan Zhengya got up, Tianmiao and the others were already gone. He asked Yuanyuan, who was tidying up the dining table.

Yuanyuan answered, "The gentlemen said they went out to investigate the source of the mutation. I’ll go get you breakfast."

When breakfast was served, Yan Zhengya’s eyes widened, "Why is it so abundant?"

"These were made from ingredients they bought yesterday. Someone will deliver food every day from now on, and I just have to cook according to this standard," Yuanyuan said happily. "The gentlemen really like my cooking." As a chef, having his culinary skills appreciated by others was very gratifying.

"Went out so early?" Looking at the breakfast, Yan Zhengya swallowed and said, "Your cooking was always delicious. This, this is too much, I can’t eat all this, right?" Steamed dumplings, shumai, small wontons, potato pancakes, millet porridge, fried eggs, fresh meat buns...

"Tianmiao said to prepare more, the little pig can eat," Yuanyuan whispered.

A feeling of being outdone by a pig welled up once again.

Yan Zhengya placed the little pig in its spot and had Yuanyuan serve it, while he gloomily ate his own breakfast.

After breakfast, Yan Zhengya received a letter, a request for him to go and remove a demon.

"I’ll be out for a few days, you stay home and watch the house. If Tianmiao asks, just say I went to remove a demon," Yan Zhengya instructed, frowning slightly at the letter’s contents. A Wolf Demon infatuated with beauty? Relentlessly harassing a young lady?