Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 301: End of the Banquet
The wine glasses were flowing and the feast was in full swing.

Qin Huai looked at the three demons and one ghost who were eating happily with their mouths full of greasy food, and he also had some understanding of the quality of the dishes that could be cooked using this fruit.

Although the dozen dishes that Cha Xiaodao just made were [ordinary] dishes, in terms of taste, they were actually no different from the [red braised beef ribs] of [Tingyan] quality. A large part of the reason for the high or low evaluation of Yanfu was the difference in the quality of the ingredients.

'Yes, it's like a craftsman trying to use ordinary iron to create a divine tool. If he doesn't solve the fundamental strength gap in materials science, how can he make the thing?'

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Qin Huai looked at the head of the guards, indicating that it was time to get down to business.

Wang Yuan shook his head, raised his chin towards Qin Huai, and said nothing.

'I'll come?'

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows and knocked on the table. When everyone was quiet, he stood up and spoke slowly.

"Since you have been invited to this feast, you must all be people with great magical powers. You must have heard that on the fifth day of May this year, Young Master Yunmeng will walk on a dragon in Qiantang and transform into a dragon in the East China Sea."

The eight people at the table, the three White Tiger Guards and the two Water Palace generals all knew the inside story and had known about this matter long ago, so Qin Huai's words were mainly for the mountain spirit Buddha demon [Buddha Little Monk] and the Yin-type evil spirit [Jiang Qianyuan] to hear.

"By then, the whole Qiantang River will be washed clean by Young Master Yunmeng with the power of heaven and earth. For the sake of your lives, the court has specially ordered us to hold this banquet as a reminder. I hope you will behave yourself during this period of time and stay away from Qiantang River. Otherwise, if you lose your life, you can't blame others."

These words were both a reminder from the Song Dynasty court and a warning from the White Tiger Guards. Qin Huai was not worried that the Little Monk with the Bag, who had read Buddhist scriptures thoroughly and understood the Buddhist principles, would cause any trouble. He only cared about whether the evil spirit Jiang Changyuan, who was entrenched in the Death Heart Vortex, would disappear and stay there honestly and peacefully until the end of the dragon's escape.

It is best to live in peace. If there is any possibility of affecting the people of Wenyan, the White Tiger Guards will have no choice but to use ruthless means.

"The little donor from the Liu family? If we calculate the time, it is indeed time for him to shed his demon body and become a real dragon."

It seemed that the little monk Budai had an old acquaintance with the young master Yunmeng. He immediately put down his empty bowl of soup, looked at the two dragon heads of Li Yu and Tu Wu, one red and one black, and sighed thoughtfully.

"Ho ho. Ho."

[Jiang Qianyuan] seemed unaware and did not take Qin Huai's words to heart at all.

"Wenyan Qujiang is located at the Jilongmen, the first of the three dragon gates of Qiantang Upper, Middle and Lower. When the young master was walking on the dragon boat during the Dragon Boat Festival, this was the last dangerous pass. No matter what the intentions of the fish, turtles, shrimps, crabs, mountain spirits and tree ghosts entrenched at the three dragon gates that day were, we will follow the king and lead the sailors to wipe them out and kill them all."

The crocodile's face was as black as ink, and his voice was deep: "Young Master, there must not be any mistakes in your transformation from a dragon to a dragon!"

[Jiang Changyuan] still did not express his opinion, but the aura emanating from his body became increasingly cold and resentful.

Qin Huai glanced at the Kitchen God Incense in the copper stove on the deck. The more than one-foot-long incense stick had only a few incense sticks left, and was about to burn out.

Li Yu smelled the increasingly strong smell of gunpowder in the air, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him: "The mountains and wilderness are deep and deep, enough for you Jiang minions to escape from disaster. At worst, I, Old Li, will work hard and use my magical powers to help you move."

"I heard that there is a Fuchun Market on the nearby Yanling Mountain, and there is a place called [Biluo Cliff] on the top of the mountain, which is the buffer zone between Jiuzhou and Anyou. Otherwise..."

Before Li Yu finished speaking, Jiang Changyuan seemed to have heard something extremely exciting. A cold divine light as deep as the abyss suddenly emerged from his ragged clothes and transformed into a ferocious ghost claw, which slapped towards the chattering scarlet dragon head.

boom!
The golden-red fist flashed and smashed the ferocious ghost claws apart. Qin Huai rolled up his sleeves with a cold look and said in a faint voice: "No matter how much suffering you have endured in your life, if you dare to fight at the dinner table again, you will die."

At this moment, the [Kitchen God Incense] burned out completely, leaving only the remaining dark red embers. The [Jiang Chenyuan] sitting next to Qin Huai seemed to have regained his fierce nature, and suddenly jumped up in an incredible way! It turned into an extremely sticky abyss water and flowed towards Qin Huai's head and face!
"Give you face!"

A fierce flame flashed in Qin Huai's eyes, and the exposed skin turned into a dazzling golden red. He twisted his waist and turned around, spread out his five fingers, and with a whistling sound of the wind, he slapped the black water fiercely with his right hand.

bang~
A muffled sound was heard, and the [Water of the Abyss] transformed from [Jiang Changyuan] quickly thickened and hardened as if it were not a Newtonian fluid. It actually withstood Qin Huai's angry palm strike, and used the force to accelerate, and in an instant wrapped up the scarlet dragon head that was watching the fun.

Li Yu was just about to laugh at the stupidity of Jiang Changyuan, who was trying to drown a carp dragon that had been roaming in rivers, lakes and seas for who knows how many years with a ball of black water, when he found that his mouth and nose were blocked by extremely dense Yin energy and he could not breathe at all!
What [Jiang Changyuan] transformed into was certainly not water, but [Chenyuan] formed by the liquefaction of Yin Qi, which is most effective in extinguishing the three fires of a person and shortening his lifespan. It is truly insidious and vicious.

Qin Huai failed for a moment and was a little surprised, but he quickly put his fingers together as a sword and tried to cut the black water apart.

"With such a huge grudge, I guess the donor must have been a pitiful person in his previous life, Maitreya Buddha~"

The little monk with the cloth bag had jumped off the round stool at some point and walked around the other side of the table to Li Yu's side.

"My cultivation is neither deep nor shallow, but I can help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering and enter reincarnation again."

Looking at the golden-red sword finger that was struggling to cut through the dark abyss, the little monk with the cloth bag chuckled, took out a bag, untied the rope, aimed at [Jiang Changyuan] and sucked it gently, and it was collected into the brown bag embroidered with gold patterns like a waterline.

"Maitreya Buddha, the donor has committed serious sins. It is better for you to follow me into the forest and the clouds to calm your mind and relax for a while."

Targeted by Jiang Changyuan, Li Yu, whose scarlet dragon head had turned purple, finally recovered his breath, and two eight-petal copper hammers suddenly appeared in his hands.

"Little Fatty Monk, quickly release that Jiang Mind. Damn it, he actually dared to plot against your Grandpa Li. Today I will smash him to pieces!"

Seeing that a good feast was about to turn into a fight, Qin Huai coughed lightly and was about to speak when he saw Cha Xiaodao coming out of the cabin carrying a large tray.

"What are you arguing about? Are you not going to eat the last two dishes?"

Just as Li Yu was about to speak, he was overwhelmed by the rich and fragrant aroma, and the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't come out.

"Hey, how come there is a vacant seat? Is Jiang Chen gone?"

Everyone was silent, just staring at the nine large bowls (one large and eight small) in the middle of the dining table.

"The finale and the closing dishes of the [Eight Great Bowls] are [Family Portrait] and [Almond Tofu]."

Cha Xiaodao's tone was somewhat complacent.

Qin Huai made an expression as if he was listening attentively, without saying much.

Cha Xiaodao said slowly: "Sea cucumber, abalone, shark fin, scallop, pigeon egg, flower mushroom. It is said that the Fujian cuisine's 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' uses a rich variety of ingredients. My 'Family Portrait' uses more than 20 kinds of ingredients, and the five flavors blend together to create a unique style."

Everyone just responded roughly and had no intention of listening to what Cha Xiaodao said.

"Well, it's a waste of breath. You should just taste it yourselves. I think what I said is as good as nothing." Seeing everyone's attitude, Cha Xiaodao shrugged, struck a match, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and began to puff out smoke.

"Although the ingredients are a little cluttered, they are well organized. Young donor, you have such great accomplishments in cooking at such a young age. I wonder if you are willing to join my Buddhist sect?"

After tasting all the ingredients in the soup, the little monk Budai bowed to Cha Xiaodao with a smile on his face, "If you are interested, I can write a letter and take you to the Southern Shaolin Suxinzhai to become a disciple of Master Menglian, the Dragon Chef. With your wisdom, you will surely reach the level of an immortal chef within sixty years, and transcending the nine states will certainly be a piece of cake by then."

Li Yu and Tu Wu looked at each other. They wanted to win over Lao Li, but they were not the masters of Shuifu after all. Besides, Shuifu's power was not comparable to that of Southern Shaolin, the leader of vegetarian cuisine in Jiuzhou. So in the end, even if they had a lot to say, they only said one sentence: "If Chachu has free time in the future, you can come to Shuifu to have a drink with Lao Li. If you need any fish, shrimp, turtle or crab, just tell me and I will definitely get it for you."

Cha Xiaodao agreed to all of them. Looking at the smiling monk, he felt a little conflicted, but he couldn't let go of his brother. He waved his hand and said, "Master monk, you are joking. Daozi is just an apprentice who helps in the kitchen at Dengying Tower in Jizhou. He doesn't dare to cling to the reputation of Shaolin."

"Besides, my father is counting on me to bring him a wife home soon."

Qin Huai on the side couldn't help it and his shoulders kept shaking.

"That means it's not our destiny yet. Don't worry, don't worry."

The little monk with the cloth bag had no change in expression. After looking at Cha Xiaodao deeply, he took out the big melon from his back pocket and motioned for him to reach out and take it.

[Time Melon]: Catalyzed by future Buddhist principles, it can rewind the state to any moment within the twelve hours. The specific time depends on how much melon the user eats. It can only be eaten by one person and will disappear after consumption.

Note: An alternative but more comprehensive death-saving item. After consuming it, there is a chance that you will get the right to purchase a certain death-saving skill at the time of settlement.

After paying for the banquet and establishing a good relationship with Cha Xiaodao, the little monk Budai bowed and said goodbye. Muttering something under his breath, he climbed down from the deck and floated away into the distance on the waves.

Cha Xiaodao's attention was completely focused on the big melon in his hand, and he had no intention of listening to what the little monk was mumbling at the end. Qin Huai had sharp ears and eyes, far exceeding ordinary people, and he could hear the whisper clearly.

".There is no sign of the peach blossom star moving, and the love is so dull that it is rare in the world. It is simply a world away from the fortune and wealth star. Little donor, you will have to be a member of our Buddhist sect in the end."

Li Yu and Tu Wu were full and thought it was a waste of time to stay on the warship, so they stood up and said goodbye to Qin and Cha.

"Please stay, we still have the princess's errands and the young master's orders to attend to. When we have some free time after the Dragon Boat Festival, we will definitely come and have a drink with you two!"

"Give my regards to Miss Ao."

Qin Huai bowed and watched the two dragon shadows, one black and one red, go away.

"Captain, have we passed the second level [Feast]?"

Cha Xiaodao was holding a clean wine glass and shaking the wine jar to see if there was any remaining [Bamboo Leaf Green] to quench his thirst.

"Please wait a moment, we still need to confirm it."

The head of the guards did not rush to reply, but nodded to his two brothers and walked to the side of the tiger tiger.

The star power of the same origin emerged from the bodies of the three people, and in an instant three star shadows appeared, forming the [White Tiger Seven Killing Formation] with the mountain king.

The silver-white and slightly golden star power rushed straight into the sky, penetrated the rain clouds that had become slightly lighter due to the departure of the Carp Dragon sailors, and echoed with the Seven Stars in the west in the distance.

It was midnight at this time, and similar star power columns erupted almost simultaneously in various places in Qiantang, from Xiuning Liugu Peak, Kaihua Qingyubi, Thousand Islands Star Lake to East China Sea Qingyuan Bay. Qin Huai could see clearly that just at the foot of Yanling Mountain not far away, there was also a starlight connecting the sky and the earth!
More than two hundred silver-white star rays outlined the places where ghosts and monsters gathered in the Qiantang River Basin. Just when Qin Huai was curious about how to judge the chefs' skills, the fresh ingredients specially prepared by the Wild Hunting Bureau and cooked by the three dragon chefs with the help of spices emitted soft and harmless star power dots in the stomachs, intestines and souls of the mountain elves, water creatures, demons and ghosts.

"Is this...borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha?"

At this point, Qin Huai and Cha Xiaodao almost understood what Zhen Xian was planning in this [Banquet] stage.

"Prepare special ingredients and use your cooking skills in conjunction with the unique inner connection of the Four Symbols Forbidden Army to monitor the soothing effect of non-human beings."

Qin Huai looked up at the sky and saw the map of the Qiantang River outlined by star power. He couldn't help but admire Zhen Xian's courage.

In Lin'an Prefecture, on the bank of Qiantang River, Shaohua, the official in charge of flavor exploration, who had just finished preparing a whole-beef banquet for the City God's underworld officials, was analyzing the flaws in the dishes one by one with the cooperation of Nanhuai, the Jade Food Immortal King.

At this moment, the silver-white star representing Lin'an City in the Qiantang River map exploded first, followed by the source of Qiantang River.

Xiuning County, on the main peak of Huaiyu Mountain, a middle-aged man with a ferocious face, who looked more like a hunter than a cook, put down the boning knife in his hand. All around him were the skeletons of cattle and sheep that had been eaten clean by mountain spirits and tree ghosts.

In Kaihua Sub-prefecture, on a jade-green cliff, a young woman in a thorny hairpin and a white skirt was sitting on the precipice, looking at the rolling sea of ​​clouds below. She threw the fresh meat in her hand, and it was swallowed by a golden eagle that had been hovering beside her.

In Qingyuan Zhongzhou, East China Sea Bay, Ding Ru picked up the fishing net that he had lowered into the sea earlier, looked at the two carps in it, smiled warmly, and slowly sailed towards the shore. The banquet for the King of Nanyue there had been eaten up by the East China Sea aquatic creatures, and he needed to go back to clean up.

One after another, silver-white stars lit up, and soon filled up most of the Qiantang River. Qin Huai looked at the [Death Heart Vortex] not far away, where strands of star power were floating out and merging into the star pillars of the [White Tiger Seven Killing Formation].

"The methods of Zhen Xian, the Junior Minister of the Guanglu Temple, are truly unfathomable."

Cha Xiaodao held a cigarette in his mouth, half lying on the flying pavilion and looking up at the sky. He could not figure out what method Zhen Xian had used to achieve such a miraculous effect on the ingredients without affecting their original flavor.

"It's just the Dragon Chef's skills. I'm sure you'll be able to master them in the future."

The realm of Dragon Chef is roughly equivalent to 90%-99% of culinary expertise. According to Cha Xiaodao's current progress and the inheritance and blessing of the God of Cookery Yi Yin, Qin Huai feels that within a few years, he will definitely be able to reach such a realm.

"That's true."

When Cha Xiaodao saw the star representing him light up, he whistled and turned to ask Qin Huai: "Old Qin, does this mean we have passed the test? What should we do next?"

"Do you have anything else?"

"No, I'm not asking you."

"Return to Lin'an and prepare for the third level [Eating the Truth]. As for the secrets of Fuchunji, we have to put them aside for now."

Qin Huai's eyes sparkled: "I have a feeling that if your expertise is less than 70%, you will have a hard time passing this level."

(End of this chapter)