The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 861: Snatching Red Packets

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng roughly understood where Xue Nuofu's problem lay.

It's like a second-generation heir whose family has fallen on hard tis, wanting to make a coback but lacks both capital and patience and experience.

Thinking of the past glory and looking at the current downfall, he is powerless to change the situation.

Comparing the two, it's inevitable to feel very disappointed.

Understanding the root cause, Xiao Feng advised, "There's a saying that a skyscraper rises from the ground; everything has a process.

How long did the Devil's Concentration Camp take to develop and operate to reach that scale?

Besides, we've just started; I'm not worried, so why are you in such a hurry?"

"Of course you're not worried, but I'm different," Xue Nuofu retorted. "The only thing I can offer is that mysterious person with unknown identity, looks, and purpose who gave special abilities.

If the Christmas Rose incident is exposed, then I'll be no different from a useless person.

Let ask you, if I were worthless, with no value to exploit, would you still keep around?"

"I would!" Xiao Feng seriously nodded. "Even if you're not useful, keeping you around to look at occasionally isn't bad; you'd be like a vase.

And at the worst, we'd find a millionaire to support you, and at least get several hundred thousand a year?

So, there's no need for you to worry about being worthless."

"..." Xue Nuofu.

Is this really supposed to comfort ?

Seeing that Xue Nuofu still wasn't uplifted, Xiao Feng tried another approach: "To put it simply, you lack enough cards for self-preservation, and you're unsure deep down.

This is easy to solve; starting now, forget about your special abilities, act as if you don't have them, and use them as little as possible, start building your cards again.

Look at us who don't raise bees; aren't we living just fine?"

"I'll give it a try." Xue Nuofu sighed.

Xiao Feng didn't continue persuading him; ntal issues can only be guided by outsiders, and resolving them ultimately relies on the person themselves.

He changed the topic: "What do you think, if the person who gave you special abilities really wanted to kill you, why haven't they exposed the Christmas Rose incident?"

"I've naturally thought about this question and considered it for a long ti," Xue Nuofu said gravely. "Unfortunately, even now, I don't dare to be sure. I can't even analyze the most likely answer.

There's another thing; I don't know if you've thought about it."

"What?"

Xue Nuofu didn't answer imdiately but asked, "What is Su Yuzhuo's special ability?"

Xiao Feng was slightly startled, not understanding why the other suddenly ntioned Su Yuzhuo, but he still replied, "It's a formula for a chemical agent with high-intensity corrosiveness; if even a bit sticks to a person, they'll be corroded completely, not even ashes left."

"That's where the problem lies," Xue Nuofu said. "Neither the bees I raise nor the agent Su Yuzhuo concocts is irreplaceable.

Which ans if you master the thod, anyone else can do it too.

Just think, if everyone at the Devil's Concentration Camp could master such abilities, what a terrifying threat that would be!"

Xiao Feng was silent for a mont and then said, "No matter why that person hasn't universally promoted such abilities, it certainly can't be out of goodwill.

Trust , these answers will eventually be found, but before finding them, you'll have to lay a solid foundation or else you may die without ever knowing the answers."

After speaking, Xiao Feng patted Xue Nuofu's shoulder.

In fact, are these questions really unanswerable?

At least Xiao Feng doesn't think so, but speculation is always speculation and not the truth.

Moreover, thinking about these things is pointless, so why waste brain energy?

"Have so food; why aren't you starting?" Old Ha puzzledly looked at everyone while serving dishes to the table.

Aspergillus oryzae asked, "Did you wash your hands before cooking?"

"I did! Washed them three tis with hand sanitizer; even the dirt in the nail beds is scraped clean," Old Ha extended his hands to prove he wasn't lying.

The little girl imdiately asked, "Did you take the seasoning out of your pocket and into the pot this ti?"

"No, no, it was properly scooped from the jar," Old Ha assured, patting his chest. "This ti I paid particular attention to food hygiene; if you can find even a single strand of hair..."

"How about it?" Everyone asked in unison.

Old Ha suddenly stumbled, not daring to speak definitively.

Everyone here, without exception, is a tough cookie; if anyone gives trouble, nothing can be ruled out.

"Anyway, it's definitely up to hygiene standards," Old Ha said, biting the bullet.

Aspergillus oryzae pursued, "What if we find it's not up to standard?"

"Then it's definitely not my doing," Old Ha pointed upwards. "We're cooking in the open air; the wind might bring sothing into the pot, and that's sothing I can't control."

Xiao Feng interrupted, "Alright, stop talking, or we won't be able to eat. We should set up a canopy or use a big sunshade to cover the pot."

Everyone gathered around the table and started eating. If they liked a dish but couldn't reach it, they simply stood up and used chopsticks to grab it.

The little girl ate while mumbling, "Xiao Feng brother, our bed is a bit small."

Without a word, Xiao Feng directly handed over a card: "Go to the mall to buy."

The Martial Monks stared wide-eyed; the difference in treatnt is too evident. Why did they fight for bunk beds for so long, while the little girl could imdiately buy by saying a word?

Suddenly, the food in their mouths didn't taste as good.

Hui Er stood up and said, "Brother Feng, we need to take the first test in the morning."

"Go ahead, co back soon after the exam," Xiao Feng waved generously, "Salary will still be paid."

Hui Shiqi said, "Second Brother ans, don't we have business trip subsidies or sothing? Like taxi fares."

"You're handling personal affairs; how is that a business trip?" Xiao Feng said irritably. "If you don't want to spend on taxi fare, you can walk."

Du Qingyue couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, and said with a tough stance, "Don't listen to him; I'll cover your taxi fares."

After a pause, realizing this might be unfair to Old Ha and others, she added, "I might as well send everyone a red packet in the group; let's test our luck."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little girl imdiately took out her phone: "Sister Qingyue, hurry and send it; I'm ready to snatch it."

Du Qingyue nodded with a smile and said, "I'll send it through the chat app Lu Yao made; be ready and let's see who has the best luck."

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly took out their phones, opened the app, held their breath, and awaited the arrival of the red packet.

"Ding!"

At the mont the prompt sounded, everyone's fingers almost simultaneously tapped on the screen.

However, upon seeing the amount they snagged, they were all dumbfounded, then collectively turned their gaze to Xiao Feng.