Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 286 Fuchun Collection

The fat figure like a hill filled the field of vision. Qin Huai looked at the purple-robed official in the kitchen who looked exactly like Liu Gengyang, only three times bigger. A fleeting black ripple flashed in his eyes.

Name: Liu Shi

Official title: Grand Commander of Yangzhou (third rank)

Status: Auspicious stars shine on the fate, the room star enters the fate, the room star sits on the fate (like the stars in the sky descending to the earth)

Expertise: Cooking 89%, ???, ???
Skills: Soul Eater·Room Fire Pig, ???

Avatar: Regeneration of severed limbs,???
Comprehensive evaluation: [Ten Thousand Dharma Realm] (Eight Extremes Peak)

Threat: Black
"uncle?"

Hearing Qin Huai's call, the two-meter-tall meat mountain turned around, looked up and down, and then remembered Qin Huai's name.

"You are my Dalang's hunting officer friend, Tiger Head?"

Qin Huai bowed slightly and saluted: "It is me, Qin Huai greets uncle."

The original body had met this third-rank official who was in charge of the entire military and political affairs of Yangzhou several times in the Wild Hunting Bureau, so it was not out of place to pay a visit to him at this time.

"Well, a few days ago there was a rumor that a big customer came to Chaoyun Pavilion and gave countless red silks to the courtesan of the period. Later I heard from Hui'er that the big customer was you, the Tiger-Headed God of Lin'an, who is famous for your magic arrows. Why, are you here to meet your old lover again today?"

Although Liu Shi was a third-rank official in Yangzhou, he did not put on airs in private. Seeing that Qin Huai was a friend with a similar temperament to his own eldest son, he immediately patted Qin Huai on the shoulder and greeted him in a friendly manner.

"Uncle, I am here with Brother Hui to bid farewell to two chef contestants who are leaving the city soon. However, the hot dishes have not been served yet and everyone is getting impatient, so I came down to ask."

Qin Huai raised his right hand, pointed upstairs, and answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"Hui'er is here too? What a coincidence."

Liu Shi's face did not show much surprise. As a father, he naturally knew his son's temper. He saw the mountain of meat move half a step to the side, revealing a young chef who was stirring the wok behind it.

"I just told Xiao Xuan that I want to borrow the kitchen in the pavilion and ask Xunwei Langguan, who has made a name for himself in this spiritual chef competition, to cook a few dishes for me to taste. That's why the chef in the pavilion can't start the stove."

"But Shaohua? Shao Xiaolangguan?"

Listening to Liu Shi's explanation, Qin Huai also showed a look of understanding, and the young man's back looked somewhat familiar.

"Exactly!
The fire was raging, hot oil splashed, and the red sauce sprinkled into the air, and each piece of pork belly turned over in the air was evenly covered with a layer of glossy luster.

"The last dish is [Twice-cooked Pork], please taste it, Governor."

Liu Shi nodded slightly, and a pair of bamboo chopsticks appeared in his hands. He picked up a piece of green garlic, chili pepper, and pork belly, put them into his mouth, and tasted them carefully.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and said, "After the cooking competition, you can come to the Governor's Mansion to find me."

Looking at Qin Huai who was still waiting at the door of the kitchen, Liu Shi thought for a moment and waved his hand: "Shao Xiaolang prepared a table of new Sichuan dishes earlier. You can ask Dalang to take you to Zuixiao Pavilion and drink together."

Qin Huai was about to decline when he met Liu Shi's meaningful gaze.

"Go ahead. It's a good opportunity to get to know the owner of the pavilion. Shao Xiaolang is not the only distinguished guest in Zuixiao Pavilion today~"

After saying that, he didn't care what Qin Huai chose, and got on the carriage amid the madam's extremely respectful farewell.

"Judge Tiger, come on."

Shaohua, holding the steaming hot twice-cooked pork, recognized the Tiger-Headed God, whom he had met once on the judges' panel.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"Huzi, where's the food?"

Liu Gengyang, who was already drunk, was a little surprised to see Qin Huai return empty-handed. Although Qin Huai was not a chef, he was at least one of the most important hunting officials in Lin'an Prefecture and a big customer of Chaoyun Pavilion. It didn't make sense for him to go and urge the dishes in person but return empty-handed.

"I met the governor downstairs. My uncle asked me to take you to the Zuixiao Pavilion next door to have a hot meal."

Qin Huai coughed lightly and added, "That taste seeker, Shaohua, just made it himself."

"My dad? Isn't he going to host a welcome party for Uncle Zhen tonight? Why is he here?"

Liu Gengyang was almost sober. He muttered a few words under his breath, then stood up, holding an unopened jar of [Rose Dew], and walked to Shi Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, Huzi and I have something else to talk about, so you don't have to accompany me. Go back to your room and rest early."

"Thank you, Master Hui, for your consideration."

After Shi Xiaoxiao bowed, she gently opened her cherry lips and said goodbye to Qin Huai: "Huai Lang, if you want to see me after drinking, go to the hall and call Cui'er."

"No need to wait any longer tonight. Our schedule is too tight and we have to leave early tomorrow morning."

As soon as he said this, Qin Huai realized that it was too unromantic to say this, and finally added: "Xiao Xiao, go to bed early."

Shi Xiaoxiao, who was about to leave the room, smiled when she heard these words. She turned her head and blinked her beautiful eyes twice at Qin Huai.

"Lao Qin, it's really high."

Cha Xiaodao gave a thumbs up and came closer with Ding Ru.
"Mr. Qin's tactic of playing hard to get is a lesson for Ding."

"It's not as complicated as you think. I do have something else important tonight."

Qin Huai shrugged, pulled Liu Gengyang over and walked out.

When you knock on the door of Zuixiaoge, what comes into view is a table full of red Sichuan dishes and several brightly colored cold dishes.

Three men of different ages and appearances were sitting at a half-meter square golden nanmu table. When they saw Qin Huai and his four companions come in, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat hurriedly stood up to greet them.

"Cousin, you're here."

"The owner of Chaoyun Pavilion is my cousin Liu Xuan; Finding Flavors in Langguan, the new Sichuan cuisine is Shaohua"

After Liu Gengyang introduced everyone present, he turned his gaze to the young man whom he also did not know.

"Cousin, who is this?"

"Have you ever heard of Fuchun Market, which was built on the bank of Fuchun River and is a place for people from all walks of life to practice, share wealth, and exchange treasures? I am the owner of Fuchun Market. My surname is Li and my name is Long. I was favored by the heroes in the martial arts world and was nicknamed the Dragon of the Rich River."

Before Liu Xuan could speak, the strange man stood up, clasped his fists, and introduced himself confidently.

Qin Huai looked at the "distinguished guest" nicknamed Fu Jianglong, and felt that he had a familiar aura. The young man was wearing a valuable brocade cloud suit, with red lips and white teeth, and a refined face. He did not look like a businessman who mixed with all kinds of people, but more like a son of a noble family from a scholarly family.

"Fuchun Market? I remember Fuchun Market is the ghost market. It is said that the owner behind the scenes has never revealed his true identity. Brother Li, you are so happy to reveal your identity today, but do you have any plans to bring the ghost market out into the open?"

Liu Gengyang was worthy of being the successor trained by a prominent family. With just a little thought, he guessed most of Li Long's thoughts.

"Liu Sicheng has a good eye. Yes, I do plan to clean up the market after the Spirit Chef Competition and use the convenience of water transportation to turn this underground ghost market into a prosperous human market."

Li Long nodded and hurriedly pulled the son of the Yangzhou governor to sit down at the table.

On the opposite side of the round table, Cha Xiaodao and Ding Ru were sitting on either side of Shaohua, enthusiastically discussing cooking techniques with him.

Qin Huai glanced at Liu Xuan, the owner of Chaoyun Pavilion, but had no interest in going over to chat with him. After sitting down next to Liu Gengyang, he pricked up his ears and listened to the two parties chatting.

"Oh, your original intention is quite good, but if this happens, what will happen to those people who rely on Fuchun Market to make a living?"

Liu Gengyang frowned, unable to understand how the Governor's Office was persuaded to whitewash this ghost market.

Others may not be clear about this, but as the Chief Secretary of the Wild Hunting Bureau, he knows exactly what Fuchunji is and what role it should play.

Fuchun Market was built at the confluence of three rivers, next to Wenyan Town. Although the name sounds nice, it is actually a ghost market with a strong negative energy where drowned ghosts often appear and harm people.

As the saying goes, knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, one still goes there.

Since everyone knows that there are evil ghosts harming people in the Wenyan area where the three rivers converge, then the scoundrels who dare to hang around in this underground ghost market all year round are naturally not good people.

The witch whore, the flower-shooing human teeth, the life-hunting weird chef
Fuchunji is like the Demon-Locking Tower and Demon-Suppressing Well that siphoned off most of the evil people in Lin'an Prefecture and even the entire Yangzhou. As long as the noise is not too loud, the imperial court will turn a blind eye and not care.

As for why they didn't send out troops to encircle and suppress the enemy and end the battle in one fell swoop.
There are no bad guys in this world that can be killed completely~
Rather than forcing them too much and driving these lawless and shady people to other states and counties to poison the people, it is better to keep them under our noses and control them at all times.

Liu Gengyang asked this question, on the one hand to test Li Long's identity, and on the other hand he was curious about what his father had just talked to him about.

"It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go."

A sinister and fierce light flashed across Li Long's eyes, and he slowly uttered six words.

"Is there a foolproof plan?"

Looking at this fair-skinned young man who didn't care about the lives of his men at all, Liu Gengyang frowned even deeper.

"Borrowing a knife to kill, using the power of Yunmeng Young Master's walking dragon to wipe out all the evil spirits and monsters."

Li Long smiled, seeming to be confident.

"Fuchun Market has recently relaxed restrictions and no longer checks the identities of vendors and the goods they sell. There is also news from the outside that a Sanjiang Dharma Assembly will be held at Wenyanhui on the third day of May. After two decades of fermentation, I think the number of demons and monsters accumulated in Fuchun Market will be much greater than before. When the time comes, I will set up a formation to trap them and, with the help of the old dragon king's decree, wipe out these bad apples in one fell swoop."

Li Long's words were so righteous that no one could find any fault with them.

But at this moment, Qin Huai, who had been listening silently, suddenly interrupted and said, "The power of Zou Jiao is extraordinary. If you act according to this plan, the Fuchun Market that Brother Li has been running for many years will be wiped out. Brother Li has made such a big bet, and he has great ambitions~"

Qin Huai's words were suggestive. Liu Gengyang thought about it carefully and looked at Li Long with a suspicious look.

"You two don't know that Fuchun Market was originally just a small market for fishermen to sell fish and support their families. Later, because of the presence of many evil spirits in the weir, it attracted more and more lawless people who wanted to take shortcuts and practice with evil spirits. They set up stalls, committed evil and murder in Fuchun Market. Later, it became a powerful force that could not be eliminated. I came to see the governor this time, and I also wanted to use that quick knife to eliminate the disease and the evil. If you don't believe me, you can go to Fuchun Market to find out, and then you will know that everything I say now is true."

Li Long looked sincere, holding Liu Gengyang's arm and speaking earnestly: "Besides, Huai Jin's action is not without selfish motives. The Grand Commander promised me that if the matter is successful, he would introduce me to a Dragon Chef. Only then am I willing to use my half-life foundation as a bet, and strive to make a comeback in the future."

"So there is such a hidden story behind Brother Li's plan. It is a good thing that the prodigal son has turned over a new leaf. Let's not talk about this anymore. Come, drink, drink."

Liu Gengyang winked at Qin Huai, indicating that there was no need to ask any more questions.

Qin Huai also understood what was going on and pretended to please this "repentant prodigal son".
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Yunmeng is the old Chu state, and Dongting Lake is the great lake.

The blue waves are eight hundred miles long, the coral palaces and crystal halls are in the air, the jade flowers and jade grasses are in the forest, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals are walking freely.
In front of the extremely magnificent Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, Ao Ling, wearing a wide-sleeved fairy dress, brought Xie Pangxialang and knocked on the door of the water palace.

dong dong dong~
When the eel warrior guarding the gate opened the door and saw what was happening, he was immediately overjoyed.

"The fourth young lady is here, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

Several carp spirits wearing helmets and armor opened the door completely and respectfully welcomed Ao Ling and the other two in.

"Eel Warrior, are Grandpa and Brother in the mansion?"

"My lady, the prince is currently recuperating in the main hall. As for the third young master, he should still be cultivating in Jishan Palace."

The fat eel warrior withdrew his gaze from Xie Pangxialang and replied hurriedly.

"I will go to the main hall myself. Commander Xie, Guard General Xia, you two can follow the strongman to treat the wounds."

"Here!"

After watching the two generals, shrimp and crab, who were pale and still had residual poison in their bodies, leave, Ao Ling carried the [Fresh Cage] in his hand and floated into the glittering main hall of the Water Palace in a few breaths.

"Grandpa~ Ling'er is back~"

The huge silver-white dragon body was lying on a sturdy low couch made of white marble. After hearing the clear and pleasant sound like a jade chime, he turned his head and looked down at Ao Ling who looked like a small black dot below. His two golden eyeballs slowly focused, and the scattered silver dragon whiskers kept winding in the air.

"Who hurt my little darling? Tell me, and Grandpa will grind that person to dust for you!"

The thunderous dragon roar echoed in the hall. Ao Ling shook her head gently, flipped her jade hand, and took out the half of the ancient tea tree: "Grandpa, Ling'er went to Lin'an Mountain and Sea Realm this time and picked half a plant of [Longjing Green] from the tea hill in the Sad Wind Forest. I think it should be of some help to my brother's dragon transformation."

"Half a plant? Did Ling'er encounter any accident?"

Old Dragon King glanced at [Longjing Green], carefully sniffed the smell of dust, mold and staleness in the air, and had some guesses in his mind.

The smell is very subtle, but unique.

Combined with the web-like scars on Ao Ling's body that had not yet completely faded, the Old Dragon King had already memorized the place called Chaqiu.

"When I was picking tea, I encountered a top-grade Tea Spider. Ling'er is not good at fighting. If it weren't for the help of a righteous man, the water talisman you gave me would have been wasted by Ling'er."

"If the water talisman is gone, just draw another one. Your great-uncle stays in the Cloud Fairy Realm all day long, so what's the point of having a few protective water talismans?"

Hearing his grandfather's nonchalant tone, Ao Ling smiled, feeling the pure energy around him that was much thicker than the outside world, and suddenly looked a little depressed: "How long can Grandpa stay in Jiuzhou this time? Can he hold on until the day when my brother turns into a dragon?"

"We can't hold on any longer. There are only three days left at most. Grandpa will return to the mountains and seas to continue sorting out the earth's energy and water veins and stabilizing the sky star field."

(End of this chapter)