Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Swallowing sounds came one after another.

Lu Yuguan glanced at Zhao Zimo proudly.

Although he was still trying to keep a straight face, he couldn't help but glance into the pot.

Lu Yuguan picked up a trembling piece of tripe with chopsticks: "General, look, this tripe has to be this hot to have a crispy and tender texture..."

The strong smell of hot pot makes your mouth water.

Zhao Zimo's stomach growled uncontrollably, but he remained composed. "What is this? It smells so strong."

“This is butter hot pot!”

Lu Yuguan puffed out his chest and said, "Zimo, try it!"

He dipped the tripe in sesame oil and mashed garlic, then handed it over with an expectant look in his eyes.

Fast food!

I'll remember it after eating it!

Remember who I am!

Reminds me of the hotpot we once had together!

Zhao Zimo looked at the strange piece of food covered in red oil, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it and put it into his mouth carefully.

For an instant.

The spicy and fragrant taste spreads in your mouth like an explosion.

The richness of butter, the fiery flavor of chili peppers, the numbing numbness of Sichuan peppercorns, the crispness of tripe, and the umami flavor of mashed garlic and sesame oil...

The combination of multiple flavors hits his taste buds like crazy!

At this moment, the curtain was suddenly lifted.

Several heads were crowded together, their eyes fixed on the bubbling red pot and the meat rolls and vegetables on the plate next to it, their saliva almost flowing like a river.

"General...this..." A personal soldier bravely spoke with eager eyes.

Zhao Zimo woke up from his trance.

Looking at the eager eyes of his subordinates, and then looking at the big pot of meat in front of him.

He took a deep breath and said, "Ahem... there are so many of these things that I can't use them all by myself."

"Call the brothers in and enjoy the meal together."

"Thank you, General!"

The soldiers cheered immediately, rushed in, and quickly grabbed the delicious food.

Lu Yuguan froze instantly, watching the hot pot being divided up by a group of hungry wolves!

"Hey! Wait! That thing is mine!"

"Beef! So this is what beef tastes like!"

"Don't steal my food!"

The soldiers ate until they were sweating profusely, but they couldn't stop eating: "Oh my God! It's so delicious!"

"What a divine smell!"

“I’ve never eaten anything so exciting!”

Zhao Zimo was pushed aside by the crowd, with a bite of tripe still in his mouth. He looked at the lively scene with a bit of daze.

Lu Yuguan was so angry that his face puffed up like a bun.

He grabbed Zhao Zimo's arm and said angrily in a low voice, "Zhao Dadiao, what do you mean?"

"I made this especially for you, just for you!"

"It's okay if you can't remember. You can eat slowly and think about it slowly! Why share it with them?"

"Do you know how precious these materials are!..."

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became.

My heart was bleeding as I watched the food in the pot quickly decrease.

Zhao Zimo looked at the young man's red cheeks due to anger, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in his heart.

Made especially for me?

For me?

We don’t even know each other, why are you so nice to me?

Is it possible...

Am I really an old acquaintance of his?

Despite his inner doubts, Zhao Zimo's expression remained stern. He withdrew his arm and said calmly, "What's wrong with sharing hardships in the army?"

"You!" Lu Yuguan was almost fainted from anger.

【Host! 】

【calm! 】

Looking at the serious wooden block in front of him and smelling the gradually fading aroma of hot pot in the air, Lu Yuguan was filled with grief and anger for a moment.

This hot pot was cooked in vain!

The lingering fragrance in the tent had not yet dissipated, and the soldiers licked their lips contentedly, savoring the spicy and satisfying taste they had never experienced before.

Lu Yuguan looked at the empty bottom of the pot, feeling heartbroken and glaring at Zhao Zimo.

Zhao Zimo seemed unaware of it, just staring at the empty pot with a slightly frown on his face.

This smell is indeed indescribably familiar...

At this moment, a messenger ran into the tent and saluted, "General Zhao! General Li Mou requests that you proceed to the meeting hall immediately!"

He paused, his eyes glancing at Lu Yuguan standing nearby, and added, "The general also told you to bring along the Qin spies we captured today."

Careful work?

Lu Yuguan was furious when he heard this. He jumped up and pointed at his nose, "I'm a spy? Are you kidding me? I'm an honest citizen!"

"I just cooked such a delicious hot pot, but I can't be so quick to destroy the bridge after crossing it, right?"

The messenger had no expression on his face and just looked at Zhao Zimo.

Zhao Zimo looked at Lu Yuguan with complicated eyes.

Although this man's words and actions were strange and he spoke nonsense, when one recalled how he was bullied by the centurion, it didn't seem like that.

So he turned his head and said in a deep voice: "I know, I'll go right away."

He stood up and said to Lu Yuguan, who was still feeling indignant, "Let's go."

"I won't go! I'm not a spy! Why are you interrogating me?" Lu Yuguan stiffened his neck.

Zhao Zimo paused, turned around and looked at him, his tone unquestionable: "General Li wants to see you, go, or be taken away, it's your choice."

【Host】

[A good man never suffers a loss in front of him, let’s go and take a look first]

The system reminded.

Lu Yuguan looked at Zhao Zimo's expressionless face, and then thought of General Li Mou, whom he had never met but sounded very powerful, and his arrogance suddenly diminished by three points.

He curled his lips and muttered softly: "Let's go... Anyway, I'm upright." Although he said it toughly, his feet followed honestly.

The meeting hall was located in the official office of Hancheng, and the atmosphere was solemn.

An old general sat in the main seat. Although he looked tired and his armor was covered in dust, his eyes were sharp, his back was straight, and he had an aura of majesty without even being angry. He was none other than Zhao general Li Mou.

On both sides stood several generals with equally weathered faces.

Zhao Zimo led Lu Yuguan into the hall and bowed, "General."

Li Mou nodded slightly, his eyes like lightning instantly falling on Lu Yuguan behind him.

Lu Yuguan felt uneasy when he was stared at, and stood up straight while trying to remain calm.

"Zimo, you're here."

Li Mou spoke, his voice hoarse but steady, "Scouts report unusual movements in the Qin camp. A large number of soldiers are gathering, and siege equipment is also moving forward."

"Wang Jian...I'm afraid he's about to launch a general attack."

Zhao Zimo's expression froze, and he immediately clasped his fists and said, "General, I am willing to lead my cavalry out of the city to meet the enemy and dampen their spirit!"

Li Mou slowly shook his head: "It's useless. Once the Qin army attacks the city with all their strength, Hancheng will definitely not be able to hold it."

"General!"

Zhao Zimo said anxiously, "We still have the city wall to rely on. The soldiers will fight to the death. We may not have no chance!"

"Chance?"

Li Mou looked at him, his eyes filled with deep fatigue and determination. "Let me tell you, three days ago, I secretly transferred the civilians and the elderly, weak and wounded soldiers in the city to Dancheng through a secret passage."

"There are less than a hundred soldiers capable of fighting in Hancheng now."

"We are here only to buy them a few more days."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell silent.

Zhao Zimo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked up at Li Mou abruptly. His lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

His clenched fists trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was deeply shocked.

original.

Staying for three months, just for a doomed ending.