"Hmph, I am patrolling this area, how dare you speak to a guest like that?" Raditz placed his left hand on his hip, pointed his right hand at the snack shop owner, and shouted angrily.
"Ah?" The snack shop owner was a bit confused, looking at Raditz, then at Champa.
"We Saiyans have now turned over a new leaf, and we have even established a friendly cooperative relationship with the Galactic Patrolman. So from today on, you must be friendly to guests from other planets. If you keep shouting at our alien friends like before, I will absolutely not let you off!" Raditz shouted angrily.
"Yes... Yes..." The snack shop owner quickly nodded like a pecking chicken.
"Esteemed guest, please forgive this shop owner's poor attitude... If you are still angry, I can beat him up again for you." Raditz said to Champa with utmost respect.
Champa narrowed his eyes and looked at Raditz, not speaking.
"What else would you like to eat? I'll get it for you!" Raditz grinned.
"Anything is fine, as long as it's delicious." Champa's tone was flat.
"Bring out the best food you have here!" Raditz ordered the snack shop owner.
"Yes! Yes!" The snack shop owner didn't dare delay any longer and hurriedly agreed with utmost respect.
The fact that Raditz was Soya's underling had already spread across the planet.
So after seeing Raditz, the snack shop owner simply didn't dare oppose him.
Afterwards, the snack shop owner took out a sausage he had珍藏 for many years, placed it on a plate, and handed it over with both hands.
"Lord Raditz, esteemed guest, please try it." The snack shop owner said quickly.
Raditz took the plate and brought it before Champa, smiling as he said, "Quick, try it and see if it's good."
Champa glanced at Raditz, then picked up the sausage, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a bite.
"Pfft..."
Immediately after, Champa spat it right out.
This thing was still very average.
Not as delicious as he had imagined.
"Not good?" Raditz was stunned, cursing inwardly: This fat cat is really hard to please.
This sausage looks delicious even to me.
I can't bear to eat it myself, and you actually spit it out after one bite.
Isn't that a waste?
No, no, I absolutely cannot show it.
I heard this guy is a God of Destruction!
Even King Soya is no match for him.
Better be careful.
"Hmph, not just not good, it's downright disgusting!" Champa rolled his eyes.
"Are there no better things to eat?" Raditz pointed at the snack shop owner and asked sternly.
"No... nothing else... I'm really sorry." The snack shop owner quickly apologized, trembling with fear.
"Let's try another place." Raditz turned to Champa and suggested.
"Will changing places make it taste better?" Champa snorted.
"Let's try, how will we know if we don't try?" Raditz grinned and took Champa to another place.
Fortunately, the food at this place was slightly more to Champa's taste.
Champa's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
And the owner of this food shop, seeing that Raditz was hosting a guest, specially added several more dishes for him.
"You're quite considerate, kid." Champa took a few bites, then glanced at Raditz with a smile.
"Are you from Cat Planet?" Raditz asked casually.
"Correct." Champa nodded.
"My name is Raditz, what's your name?" Raditz smiled.
"Champa." Champa stated his name.
"Just tell me whatever you want to eat, I'll get it for you!" Raditz grinned.
"My requirements aren't high, as long as it's delicious." Champa nodded, very satisfied with Raditz's performance.
Raditz: "..."
This requirement isn't high?
What does 'delicious' mean?
I clearly think it's very delicious.
"Let me think again..." Raditz rested his chin on his hand and pondered.
He thought for a while.
Raditz's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait here a moment, I'll go back and get something for you." After saying this, Raditz immediately soared into the air.
Champa was slightly taken aback.
What is this kid doing?
What is he going to get?
It only took about two or three minutes.
Raditz flew back from the distance, holding a cup-style pack of instant noodles in his hand.
"Try this." Raditz handed the instant noodles to Champa.
Champa was stunned, picked up the instant noodle cup, carefully looked it over, covered in question marks.
"What is this?" Champa looked up at Raditz and asked strangely.
"Instant noodles." Raditz grinned. "Try this, I think you'll really like it."
"Instant noodles? Never heard of it." Champa shook his head.
"Boss, get me some boiling water." Raditz called out.
"Yes, Lord Raditz." The boss immediately went to fetch a pot of boiling water and handed it to Raditz.
Raditz, in front of Champa, tore open the packaging of the instant noodles and poured in the seasoning.
Then, Raditz poured in the boiling water.
This pack of instant noodles was something Raditz had gotten from Bulma's house; he brought back several packs when he returned and even特意 let his parents try some.
"Do you have a tablet computer?" Raditz asked the shop owner.
"Yes, the new model released this year, it can detect battle power." The boss obsequiously brought over his newly bought tablet computer and handed it to Raditz with both hands.
Raditz directly placed the tablet computer upside down on top of the instant noodle cup.
Shop owner: "..."
The shop owner's face instantly darkened.
That's my new model tablet computer, I spent a lot of money on it.
And you're using it to cover this thing?
Won't the steam from the boiling water damage my tablet computer?
"Instant noodles covered with a tablet computer have more soul." Raditz grinned, explaining to Champa.
"Soul or not isn't important, what's important is that it tastes good." Champa genuinely found this thing very strange.
Can this thing really be tasty?
It's just scalded with boiling water.
It only took about two or three minutes.
Raditz took the tablet back and casually tossed it to the shop owner.
The shop owner's mouth twitched.
Next time you want to cover this thing, could you say something first?
I still have an old tablet computer over there!
"Champa, try it." Raditz smiled as he handed the instant noodles to Champa.
And the moment the lid of the instant noodles was opened, the strong smell of instant noodle seasoning wafted out.
Champa sniffed hard, almost drooling.
The smell seems really good.
Should be delicious, right?
Champa immediately took a small taste.
With that one bite, countless little stars immediately appeared in Champa's eyes, feeling the delightful sensation on his taste buds.
What kind of delicious thing is this?
How can it be so tasty?
This is the first time I've eaten such delicious food.
Seeing Champa eating happily, Raditz breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Finally managed to appease this ancestor.
Consider it mission accomplished, as Soya tasked me.
Champa ate very happily, even drinking every last drop of the soup.
Afterwards, Champa even thoroughly licked the instant noodle cup, cleaning off all the oil, still seeming not quite satisfied.
Raditz: "..."
You really don't waste a single bit!
Is the oil on there... tasty?
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