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The next morning, Zhou Wu got up very early, fortunately the weather was getting warmer and it was getting light earlier.

The construction of the city wall has led to a surge in the floating population in Niujia Village, resulting in a significant increase in breakfast stalls in the early morning.

The traditional dishes consisted of mutton soup with white broth, the aroma of which could be smelled from afar. White porridge with pickled vegetables was also a good choice, inexpensive and delicious, and a few copper coins were enough to fill you up. There were also some new dishes that came from Zhou Wu, such as soy milk with fried dough sticks, sizzling hot steamed buns, and savory and delicate tofu pudding.

"Lord Zhou, it's so early this morning, what would you like to eat?"

The vendors were all locals from Niujia Village, so everyone was familiar with Zhou Wu and respected him greatly.

"Two steamers of xiaolongbao and a bowl of tofu pudding, please."

"Would you like some mutton soup today, sir? It was just slaughtered this morning, and I've saved the mutton's penis for you."

The stall owner enthusiastically recommended his mutton soup. Lord Zhou rarely had the chance to eat breakfast, and since he had finally come all this way, we couldn't let him not have a satisfying meal.

"Never mind, I won't have mutton soup today. I'll just have three more fried dough sticks and extra sugar in my soy milk."

"Is this all the food you've eaten today, sir? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I don't have much of an appetite, let's start, I have something to do later."

As the stall owner prepared the food, he muttered sadly because Zhou Wu's appetite had decreased.

Soaking fried dough sticks in soy milk is Zhou Wu's unique way of eating them. The people around him were seeing fried dough sticks for the first time and didn't know there was such a way to eat them, so they immediately followed suit. And you know what? The taste was really different. As a result, the owner's fried dough sticks sold out for a while.

"Where's the vinegar?"

"My lord, I'm so sorry, I was busy just now and forgot."

Zhou Wu is used to eating steamed buns with a dipping sauce. In his previous life, he liked chili oil, but in this era, Zhou Wu hasn't found chili peppers yet, so he can only dip them in vinegar for now. Seeing Zhou Wu's satisfied expression, the people next to him are tempted again.

"Boss, give me a steamer of steamed buns, and a vinegar dish too."

"Alright, please wait a moment, sir, I'll be right there."

The fried dough sticks had just recovered when the steamed buns went out of stock again, keeping the stall owner's wife busy making steamed buns all over again.

After having breakfast, Zhou Wu went to the home of carpenter Niu Mu.

"Hello, sir."

"Old Mu, can you make something for me?"

"Sir, please speak."

"Help me carve some small signs, and then carve some designs on them."

Niu Mu was a seasoned carpenter, so when Zhou Wu asked him to carve a set of mahjong tiles, it was a piece of cake. Niu Mu finished the work in less than an hour.

"Sir, it's finished. Please take a look and see if it's suitable."

One hundred and eight identical mahjong tiles, each engraved with different floral characters. Zhou Wu rubbed them together, feeling a familiar sensation coming from his fingers.

"Yes, that's it, very good."

Niu Mu thoughtfully made a box to store the mahjong tiles. Although he didn't know what the adults were doing with these little things, Niu Mu still tried his best to make them exquisite.

Zhou Wu grabbed the box containing the mahjong tiles and rushed home.

. . . .

"Family, I'm home."

The family members knew that Zhou Wu had gone out early in the morning to make some fun things, so when they saw him return, they immediately gathered around to see what it was and whether it was as fun as Zhou Wu had described.

"Husband, what fun things do you have? Quickly bring them out and show them to everyone."

"Ta-da! This is it!"

When Zhou Wu opened the box, the three women looked slightly disappointed when they saw what was inside. These little cubes, could they be fun?

"Hey, this thing is called mahjong. Don't underestimate it, it's really fun."

"I do not believe."

Those who don't know how to play mahjong will never experience its joy. Just then, a group of people gathered around a table, and Zhou Wu began explaining the rules and gameplay to everyone. Then, he pulled three women along to try playing. At first, the three women were a little unaccustomed to it, often making mistakes with their tiles or failing to win when they should. However, as the game progressed, the three women quickly mastered the rules of mahjong. The four of them lost track of time until it got dark, at which point they realized how quickly time had passed.

"Oh my god, we didn't even have lunch and we've been playing all night?"

"so fun."

"Actually, you can add some small stakes to mahjong, which makes it more interesting."

Zhou Wu couldn't possibly play mahjong with his wife every day, so in the following days, Li Baiwei brought in other women from the village to play together. Soon, mahjong became popular throughout Niu Village. During the day, the sound of mahjong tiles being rubbed could be heard everywhere. Niu Tiehua went even further, turning her barbecue restaurant into a mahjong parlor during the afternoon hours, which was not for meals. Suddenly, the middle-aged women in the village who used to have nothing to do and only gossip all fell in love with playing mahjong.

. . . . .

Good news from the shipyard: the second batch of four Qinglong ships has been completed and is ready for sea trials.

Last time, Niu Er went to test the sea on a whim. This time, Zhou Wu also wanted to ride the Azure Dragon himself, so he personally led four Azure Dragon ships out to sea.

A small island in the South China Sea.

The island is small and can be seen at a glance. It can't compare to Black Dragon's island, but it is still inhabited by quite a few people, like a paradise.

In a courtyard, a young woman and several menacing-looking men were sitting together, discussing something.

"Chief, are we really planning to surrender to the government?"

One of the fat men was puzzled. He thought being a pirate was so carefree, so why would the leader suddenly say he wanted to surrender to the government?

"Shut up! How dare you object to the leader's decision?"

Another man, holding a feather fan, was clearly the strategist.

Just as his subordinates were arguing, the woman sitting in the head seat spoke up.

"Everyone here is a key member of my Yellow Pirates. As you all know, I, Lin Niangzi, am a person who, when my father passed away, hoped that we would never go down the path of piracy again. Now that I, Lin Niangzi, have taken the position of leader, I must find a way out for the people of our Yellow Pirates."

The woman speaking was Lin Niangzi, the leader of the Yellow Pirates among the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and the only female among them.

"Chief, we have a blood feud with the government. Do you think they'll accept us?"

Another subordinate spoke up. Over the years, although the Yellow Pirates, under the leadership of their former leader, who was also Lin Niangzi's father, had only done things like robbing the rich to help the poor and generally did not kill easily, making them an anomaly among many pirate crews, a pirate is a pirate. In the eyes of the government, any pirate should die. Therefore, when they encountered government soldiers, resistance and fighting were inevitable.

"Rest assured, everyone. Since I, Madam Lin, dare to say this, it means I have made full preparations. I have investigated this person in detail. He is different from other officials of the Great Dragon. He is an unconventional and good official who is wholeheartedly for the people."