Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 261 Dongxing Building

"Stab~"

In the spacious courtyard, Qin Huai held a burnt brown wooden spatula, recalling Zhao Jianzhong's every move in his mind. The scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the pot were stir-fried in a few strokes.

"No, it doesn't taste like that."

Qin Huai tasted this almost one-to-one replica of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and felt like something was missing.

what is it then?

Heat? Seasoning?

Or specialization?

Qin Huai finished a pot of rice with this dish. After eating and drinking his fill, he patted his butt and stood up from the small table.

Everyone has their own expertise, and he was not so arrogant as to compete with the master who was known as the "God of Cookery". Moreover, compared to cooking himself, he would rather be a simple eater who enjoys delicious food.

Canglan put the pots and pans into the pool and began to wash them. Qin Huai took out a casual suit from the old-fashioned wardrobe, tried it in front of the mirror, and found it barely fit.

This was the clothes he bought from Jiaolai after he returned to the real world the day before yesterday. Although they were not handmade custom-made clothes, they were quite decent.

He squeezed out some shampoo and spread it evenly on his bald head, then washed off the foam with clean water. Then, a bald strong man with facial features and hairstyle that looked a little out of harmony appeared in the old house.

Ever since the transformation brought about by Tianrui continued to deepen, Qin Huai's over-expanded muscles and bones seemed to be hammered by an invisible hammer all the time, gradually compressing and restraining themselves and returning to the appearance of his youth.

Back to basics? Maybe.

Looking at himself in the mirror, who looked a bit reckless, Qin Huai put on his coat to cover his muscular body, then walked out with his luggage.

Taking advantage of the two days of returning to the real world, he has put the old house in order and hired someone from the village committee to take care of it. He doesn't know when he will be able to return from Yanjing this time, so it's better to take care of everything in his hometown first.

Qin Huai had just escaped from the fierce fighting and intrigues in the world of Yanfu for only two days, and now he suddenly had some free time. He was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Although it is yesterday's flower, it can't be regarded as a passing cloud.
Qin Huai calmed himself down, sat on the ferry leaving the island, looked at the seagulls, and wondered what he was thinking.

He booked a flight to Beijing at noon, which was just the right time. In fact, he could swim to Jinhai and then run to Yanjing, but the Lord strictly ordered Yanfu to abide by the rules when walking in the world and not show his supernatural powers, so Qin Huai still honestly changed different means of transportation to hurry on his way.

Ferry, car, plane.
Thinking about the conditions on Heishan Island and the place where he might stay for a long time in the future, Qin Huai couldn't help but think about moving.

Well, let’s wait until Hongying comes out and see what she says.

Qin Huai didn't care where he lived, but he couldn't help but consider Xiang Hongying's feelings.

Besides, it is not his style to refuse to enjoy the fine clothes and delicious food and insist on suffering.

It has been more than four months since he came out of Xin Chou Qi, and the time he has been in the fruit tree is more than three years, almost four years. Qin Huai has already made up his mind to return to Xin Chou Qi after solving his minor ailments.

However, thinking about the speed of time flow of Xin Chou Qi, Qin Huai couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. In the past two days, he used the authority of special talents to check a lot of information in Yan Zhaohui. The statement in the association was that the earlier the sequence of the fruit, the slower the time flow.

The time flow rate comparison between Keren·Xinchou 7 and Tianjiazi·9 is about ten to one, which is unreasonable. Qin Huai also consulted Hou Tu about this matter. Hou Tu's answer was vague, but the general meaning was: the current Xin Chou 7 is not the previous Xin Chou 7, so the time flow rate matches and there is no problem.

Qin Huai had a vague guess, but without any factual evidence, he could only wait until he returned to Xin Chou Qi and saw it with his own eyes.

The ferry was bumpy and there was nothing to do, so Qin Huai took out his headphones, closed his eyes, and listened to "Dream in the Garden".

"What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the pleasure?"
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"Mr. Qin, your flight G58763 to Yanjing is about to take off. Please bring all your personal belongings and go to 17A to prepare for boarding."

"Please call a taxi for me, please."

"Okay, Mr. Qin, please wait a moment."

The receptionist who checked the tickets looked up, took the platinum card, and called the ground driver with a smile.

The experienced ground driver drove the shuttle bus to the exit and saw Qin Huai getting on the bus. He glanced at him imperceptibly through the rearview mirror.

The man leaning against the backrest was a bald strong man about 1.8 meters tall. His textured casual suit was bulging out. His facial features were impressive, but he gave people a feeling of being somewhat dangerous.

He looks a bit like Chenxiang in the popular TV series “The Lotus Lantern”. What was that Cao? Cao Jun!
"Master? Are you still waiting for someone?"

"Well, no, let's go now."

"Okay, just take your time and don't miss your flight."

The driver started the car and drove towards the passenger plane. Qin Huai crossed his arms and his eyes were out of focus. He stared through the air at a place that ordinary people could not see. The black cochlea hanging on the outer ear auricle flashed blue light.

"I'll be in Yanjing in about two hours. Let's meet at noon?"

"Okay, the airport happens to be in Shunyi, I'll ask Du Zhong to come along as well."

On the top of the frame of the Yanfu Conversation, a seal of "Zhao Gongming" with a black face, thick beard and wearing an iron crown is lifelike.

Zhao Xuantan, acting on behalf of Zhao Gongming, walks through the Seven Palaces and is the agent of the naked master for more than a dozen industries in the present world, including Wan'an.

The God of Wealth is named Zhao Lang, with the courtesy name Gongming. He has existed in Langya since ancient times.

——Wang Jing's Annotations to Langya Inscriptions

When the awakening degree reaches 99%, all information communicated to the outside world will display the seal of its inheritance. If there are multiple inheritances reaching 99%, the display can be switched at will.

What Qinhuai displayed to the outside world was Tianwu, represented by an eight-headed tiger covered with green, yellow and black patterns.

Zhao Xuantan's arrangements were very thoughtful. Qin Huai just happened to have something to consult with Du Ting, who specialized in forging. Now he didn't have to run back and forth, which saved him a lot of effort.

The plane took off and landed smoothly. Qin Huai walked out of the terminal with his luggage and saw the brand new Maybach 62S parked on the street at a glance.

At the same time, the Maybach also discovered Qin Huai, honked the horn, the passenger door opened, and a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes walked out.

"Qin Huai?"

The young man looked to be in his twenties or thirties, wearing a well-tailored tailored suit, and looked very energetic.

"I am. Are you Zhao Xuantan?"

Qin Huai took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands with the man who came forward to greet him.

"It's me. Are you planning to stay in Yanjing for a long time this time?"

The handsome young man nodded, took the luggage from Qin Huai and put it in the trunk.

"Yes, there is such a plan."

Qin Huai opened the car door and sat in the back seat with Zhao Xuantan. There was also a driver in the car, with a crew cut, who looked like a quiet young man.

"Wan'an will help you arrange accommodation. Do you have any requirements for the house?"

Zhao Xuantan handed over a bottle of mineral water with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Just make it spacious and quiet."

Qin Huai thanked him softly, opened the bottle cap and took two sips.

"Understood. Ah Hua, Dongxing Building."

As soon as the voice fell, the driver quickly changed gears and stepped on the gas, and the Maybach sped up and galloped away into the distance.
Yanjing, Dongzhimen.

Dongxinglou, the first of the eight big buildings, has gradually become the most famous Shandong cuisine restaurant in the entire Dongcheng District and even the entire Yanjing for its authentic Jiaolai Shandong cuisine over the past hundred years. In the private room on the second floor, Du Zhong, known as Mr. Du Er in the world, was flipping through the menu. He liked to smoke but not drink, and he didn't know much about food, so naturally he didn't come to this eight big building very often.

"Since the boss is treating us today, how about cooking a book?"

"Okay, let's write a book to welcome Brother Qin."

Zhao Xuantan, like Du Zhong, was very outgoing and immediately waved his hand to ask the waiter to go down and make the arrangements.

The kitchen is bustling with activity, with more than 30 people working at the water station, chopping board, cooking, serving, woks, washing vegetables, washing dishes, making noodles, and grilling. There are also special steamer and soup makers, so the level is very high.

"Wow~ Which rich guy is coming today? So wasteful."

"I don't know. There are only three of us, and we are all strangers."

After the pretty waitress handed the order to the second chef, she only had time to respond with a few words before going upstairs with a pot of Imperial Longjing tea.

"New faces, tsk tsk tsk, there are so many people here today, hurry up!"

Since the head chef is not here, the second chef is the boss. As he spoke, he picked up a kitchen knife and took the chicken gizzards and pork stomachs that were covered with knife marks from the chopping board.

Put the chicken gizzards into the pot and cook over high heat, then add the pig's tripe. The red and white mixture is mouth-watering.

Add scallions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. With a sizzling sound, white smoke rises from the pot and the fragrance emanates.

Adding sauce and stir-frying, the iron pan weighing several kilograms was tossed back and forth and flipped up and down in the hands of the second chef.

The hot oil splashed, and the red sauce sprinkled onto the small cut pieces, creating a beautiful sheen.

Jingle bell bell~
"Serve!"

In the private room, each of the three people had a serving of Dongxinglou's signature dish, braised sea cucumber with scallions.

"Eat it while the plate is still warm. If it gets cold, it will smell fishy and that will be a waste."

Seeing Zhao Xuantan and Du Zhong talking non-stop, Qin Huai quickly raised his chin and signaled them to pick up their chopsticks.

"As expected of the Eighth Floor Building, this dish tastes so good~"

Green onions can connect the upper and lower qi. Combined with the fleshy Liao sea cucumber, Eucommia ulmoides makes people feel much more energetic just after eating it.

However, Qin Huai frowned slightly, put down his chopsticks, and began to mutter to himself.

"It would be fine if the ginseng wasn't soaked, but the thick soup below was not added with ingredients, and the scallions were also mushy. It's really a poor cook."

When he tasted the classic Shandong dish Nine-Turn Large Intestine, his brows furrowed even more.

"It's not cooked enough, hard to chew, and all the flavors are overwhelmed by the sweetness."

While Qin Huai was concentrating on tasting the dishes, Zhao Xuantan sipped his tea and said slowly, "Brother Qin, I have also heard about what happened to you at the meeting. I heard that you can leave four times of leeway for Wan An. I wonder how you plan to arrange it?"

"Auction, the highest bidder wins. I promise to complete the mission within six months, but I have the right to refuse fruits that are too dangerous."

"Very pertinent. Wan'an will contact the walkers with relevant needs as soon as possible, but this will take some time, about a month. Are you in a hurry?"

"No rush. I have to go back to Yanfu to do some things during this period."

Qin Huai laughed and raised his teacup to clink with Zhao Xuantan.

dong dong dong~
"Enter."

"Hello, here are the fried double crispy and fried meatballs. All the dishes are ready. Do you need anything else?"

"Well, there's none left. Take these empty plates away."

Qin Huai nodded, and his brows relaxed a lot as he smelled the aroma of the last two dishes.

“These two dishes are quite interesting.”

The core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess.

Qin Huai put down his chopsticks at the table, and the countdown in the status bar increased to sixty-six minutes, which was exactly twice the number of dishes he had just eaten.

Of course, most of the countdown growth is due to the last two dishes.

"Brother Qin, do you think this is okay? If there is no problem, I will submit this charter to Jianmu for review later."

Zhao Xuantan had drawn up a charter with the help of Shinobi Tu at some point, and was showing the text information to Qin Huai through conversation.

"Sure, thank you, Brother Zhao."

Qin Huai took a look and found no problem.

"We are a family, no wonder. Speaking of which, you haven't been to Wan'an headquarters yet, right?"

Seeing that Qin Huai had eaten and drunk enough, Zhao Xuantan immediately stood up to pay the bill and led the two of them out of Dongxing Tower.
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Salvage incident!

Posted by: Hou Tu
In order to save the Yamabu Walking who are stranded in the Three Thousand Fruits due to various high-difficulty Yamabu events, the Yamabu Association will open a salvage service.

All five representatives can apply. The application form must be accompanied by relevant information of the stranded persons and the expected deposit to be paid. After evaluation, the Special Talent Headquarters will select the stranded persons who are most in need of rescue and carry out salvage operations.

Note: Salvage events also require powerful agents for protection. For specific requirements, please consult the celestial agent Yuheng or the terrestrial agent Jianmu.

Completion conditions: Submit a salvage application or an escort application.

Qin Huai sat in the foundry room of Wan'an headquarters, looking at the message from Yanfu, and was somewhat surprised at the efficiency of Ling Wuxian.

Just when Qin Huai was trying to sign up for the escort mission to see if he could receive double the reward, a colorful number suddenly popped up. The salvage event had an additional suffix "1", and a ferocious "Qing Si" seal appeared in the escort list below.

Soon after, the colored numbers broke through the double digits and approached the three digits at a very fast speed.

There were also many seals of different sizes and shapes in the guard list.

A monkey head with green leaves on its ears, a one-legged bird bathed in fire, and a furry ball with no facial features visible.
But neither the realism nor the sense of oppression were as strong as that of the blue-black one-horned rhinoceros.

"Six Division?"

After comparing the sizes of Zhao Gongming and Si's seals, Qin Huai had the answer in his mind.

"What is Sixth Division? Lao Qin, what do you want from me? Are you trying to introduce me to the business of the boss of Sixth Division?"

Du Er walked out of the locker room. He had already put on the [Magic Robotic Arm] again, making his movements much more convenient.

"No, it's just that I got an interesting piece of equipment during the last Yanfu incident, so I wanted to discuss with you how to make the best use of it."

Qin Huai came back to his senses, took out the bronze sword box from his personal space and placed it on the workbench.

Du Zhong is Wan'an's backup blacksmith and can be considered one of their own. The [Seven Deadly Sins] have strict restrictions on users and are almost impossible for ordinary people to use, so Qin Huai is not worried that this legendary weapon set, which can be regarded as a rare treasure, will be coveted by others.

"Is this the Fourteen Formations of the Great Ming?"

"Almost. To be more precise, it's called the Seven Deadly Sins."

Qin Huai gathered the energy in his dantian and suddenly opened the lid of the bronze box with force.

(End of this chapter)