Turn a beast into a god

Chapter 173

Dinghai Province, Wanfeng City, downtown area, entrance of Wanchun Restaurant.

In early autumn, in the early morning, dense fog filled the entire street. At this moment, the people in the city went to the market to buy, and the visibility was extremely low. Soldiers from the City Defense League could be faintly seen patrolling back and forth.

Because Wanfeng City is located at the southernmost tip of the empire and is far away from the sea, there is no sea spirit beast intrusion and frequent civil strife in the empire, so it has become a rare peaceful place in the empire. It is an important reason why the family and people are settled here. This once unknown inland fishing village has developed into a rare developed city in the empire in more than ten years.

In addition to the factors of the social structure, Feng Muyang took care of Dinghai Province personally, and developed this once sparsely populated province into the most prosperous and fertile land in the Jialuo Empire.

Of course, such a peaceful and peaceful society cannot do without two big figures sitting in the southern region of the empire, leading their generals to resist intrusions again and again.

Bao Chengjing took off the bamboo hat on his head, unloaded the fish basket hanging with him, and the basket on his shoulders, wiped the wet bamboo hat with his sleeve, and slowly wiped the water droplets on his face with the back of his hand, and walked across the restaurant The threshold into the lobby.

"Brother Bao, what good fish did you bring this time?"

"Last night, I had a good harvest. I caught more than a dozen river fish, and one of them broke through the shackles of the race and gave birth to a spirit, becoming a spirit beast."

The restaurant clerk hurried down from the stairs, took off the lids on the baskets and the fish baskets and took a closer look.

"Brother, you don't have more than ten, at least there are more than twenty. If you want to talk about the knack of fishing, Brother Bao is one of the best, and he caught so many in one night."

"All these are given to your lady Diao. I will cook one of them in soy sauce, and serve it with some appetizers. Let's get drunk with five taels of apricot blossoms. Is it okay?"

"No problem, no problem. Brother Bao is a straightforward person. I will arrange it for you. You see that there is not much business in the restaurant in the morning. I will arrange a private room for you. You can enjoy it slowly?"

"Okay, I don't worry if you do things quickly, then I won't be polite. By the way, Chef Peng is here, and I'm so hungry for his fermented wine roast chicken."

"Chef Peng worked hard last night, and he is still resting now, but his apprentice, Chef Liu, is here, and he has [-]% authenticity from Chef Peng. How about I ask Chef Liu to make you a roast chicken?"

"That's great! By the way, I have two distant cousins ​​who will come later, and they will guide me."

"Brother Bao, don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to the private room myself."

Guided by the clerk, Bao Chengjing came to the private room. After a short while, the clerk brought tea and carefully explained that drinking alcohol without filling the stomach hurts the body, so drink a cup of tea to warm up.

During the waning mood, a fragrant braised fish was served, followed by six or seven appetizers and fermented roast chicken, and the clerk also served eight taels of apricot blossom drunk, which was really rich and tight.

Bao Chengjing certainly didn't know how to be courteous, so he didn't move the rest of the dishes. He focused on the Jiuniang Roasted Chicken and began to gnaw on it.

The skin and flesh of this roasted chicken are separated, the meat is delicate, and the aroma of the wine is overflowing. It is first steamed with sorghum wine and then simmered over a slow fire. The taste can be described as a must.

"Hmm... It's really not as good as Chef Peng's skill... Mmm... The steaming time is not long enough... This chef Liu should be a young man, and he still needs some cooking..."

Bao Chengjing finished eating a plate of wine fermented roast chicken, he was still unsatisfied, there was still some minced meat in his mouth, and he commented on the food to himself.

"Please come inside, Brother Bao, your relatives are here."

"Thank you very much." Bao Chengjing got up and waved his hands to thank him. The clerk was overjoyed, and he was extremely happy to win Bao Chengjing's favor.

All the river fish that Bao Chengjing sent were the most sought-after items in Wanfeng City. The dignitaries and dignitaries would come to Wanchun Restaurant every month to name these river fish for their feasts.

It is extremely rare for a fisherman like Bao Chengjing to catch more than [-] fish overnight.This kind of veteran fisherman still raises the price without sitting still. Whenever he sends fish, he only needs Chef Peng’s food but doesn’t charge a penny. Will add Jiangyu to Wanchun Restaurant in the future.

When the clerk left, the two who entered the room closed the door.There are two people, a man and a woman. The spiritual knot in the man's hand lights up, releasing a small wind that echoes on the wall of the private room. Several palm-sized spiritual weapons are transformed in the woman's hand, which are placed in the corner of the room. Ming's spiritual method is to display several scattered spirit arrays that isolate sound in a short period of time.

"Villa Master." The two clasped their fists together, their words were quite cautious, and they did not dare to raise their voices too high.

"You don't have to act like this, just call me Brother Bao when you go out. Sit down, eat and talk together."

"Master, recently..." The man sat down and wanted to speak, but just as he said it, Bao Chengjing glared at him, his heart tightened, and then he realized.

"Brother Bao, I have completed various matters in the village recently, do you want to report now?"

"Zhou Peng, you need to change your temperament. You can't be so eager to do things and speak. Take a example from Song Han. She speaks carefully. You are already sitting at the dining table. Wouldn't it be good to eat a few warm puffs first?"

Zhou Peng was so deflated that he had no choice but to grab the chopsticks, but Song Han grabbed them. He picked up the wine jar and poured the wine on the chopsticks, then handed it over.

Zhou Peng picked up the chopsticks, took a few bites quickly, and didn't touch the braised fish in the middle. He picked a few dishes that were easy to swallow, and looked up at Bao Chengjing.

Bao Chengjing couldn't laugh or cry, and grinned.

"Okay, okay, why don't you just say it, I'm afraid you'll be suffocated if you don't say it."

"Recently, Zhuang Nei killed fifteen corrupt officials in Binh Lam, Yanxia, ​​and Diancang provinces. Their family members were not harmed. They collected money and jewelry from the family and sent them to several important strongholds along remote roads overnight. After the turmoil subsides, the money will be distributed to refugees who have fled in recent years and women and children who have lost their husbands, so as to relieve their living pressure."

Bao Chengjing picked up a piece of braised fish, chewed it in his mouth and evaluated it secretly.

The fish was a bit old, and the clerk had a good eye for picking fish, so he kept all the good fish.

"Did you do it according to the list I made before?"

"Yes, Zhuang...Brother Bao, I strictly followed the order on the list, and told the brothers to start in different places in different regions, and leave quickly after the matter is completed. However, there is a little trouble in Yanxia Province. Coincidentally, I came across the Shenwei camp that happened to come here to suppress refugees and mobs, and after fighting with them, some brothers were ambushed, and they... all died after taking the poison, and did not cause us any trouble."

Hearing this, Bao Chengjing's hand holding vegetables paused slightly, and his complexion turned livid.

"how many people?"

"Eleven people." It was not Zhou Peng who responded, but Song Han with a cold voice.

As the name suggests, it really doesn't sound half alive.

"Can you be resettled?"

"All right."

"Okay, don't treat the family members of the dead brother badly. It's the negligence of the decision-makers. The purpose of our establishment is to help the poor people get out of trouble, and we can't chill the hearts of the family members."

"Understood." Song Han's response was always so straightforward.

"Other than that, what else do you want to report to me?"

"Zhuang...Brother Bao, what I want to ask is, should we attack Han Dongsheng who is working for a tiger in Wanfeng City?"

"You can't touch this person."

"Why?" Song Han felt his teeth ache when he heard this, and the two of them came in a hurry, just to get rid of Han Dongsheng's cancer as soon as possible.

"This person has the relationship between Shangtianmen and Shenweiying, and is loyal to these two imperial eagle and dog forces. Even Feng Muyang can bear his breath. This person is still unable to move."

"Then let this beast continue to brutally persecute the people in Wanfeng City? Isn't that against our creed?"

"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about firewood. Besides, this clown won't be able to dance for a long time. I have a hunch that in a few years, the Jialuo Empire will usher in a full-scale riot. Disasters occur frequently, bandits and bandits are rampant, and there are not a few good years."

Standing up and looking at the scene of people parading through the window gap, he said sadly.

"Okay." Song Han obviously listened to persuasion, and she responded to what Bao Chengjing said.

"Zhou Peng, Song Han, I want to entrust the position of owner to Song Han, and Zhou Peng will be the deputy owner. You two must guard Guanhai Village, be careful, and don't cause bad influence. Remember Guanhai Zhuang's belief in robbing the rich, helping the poor, and helping the common people should not be used in vain to kill."

"Master, why are you doing this?" Zhou Peng became anxious all of a sudden, but he didn't expect Bao Chengjing to abdicate for the virtuous.

Song Han didn't say anything, but frowned tightly, revealing her confusion.

"I want to change my name and surname, and sneak into the Heavenly Gate. With my spiritual cultivation, I can be promoted to the middle management position in a short time."

"Why is the owner like this?" Song Han asked weakly, without any emotional fluctuations in his voice.

"I want to get close to Wu Tianmou, the God of Astrology. He is the master of Shangtianmen. When I am in high position, I will wait for the opportunity to kill him. This person has caused chaos in the court and is the root cause of the empire's disasters in the past 20 years. If you don't get rid of these treacherous officials If it falls, there will be no peace in the empire."

"The owner of the village thinks twice, there are many risks in it, and the subordinates are worried that the owner's life may be in danger, so can they not disturb this muddy water?" Zhou Peng pleaded bitterly, and his concern did not seem to be fake.

"I have made up my mind, not to mention that I can get first-hand information when I enter Shangtianmen. I will send the information to several strongholds in the village from time to time, so that the brothers can report in time."

"Furthermore, with Song Han as the owner of the villa, don't you feel more at ease than a vulgar person like me? Master Lingzhen being the owner of the villa is really a shame."

"Go." Song Han no longer shirked, and followed Bao Chengjing's arrangement.

"Why don't you persuade the boss? Let the boss break into the dragon's lake and the tiger's lair?"

"He is a lone dragon and a lone tiger, and he has his own destiny when he enters the Heavenly Gate." Song Leng replied in a voice.

"Then it's settled. After a while, I will go to the base camp and call my brothers over. I will pass on the position of owner to Song Han in front of everyone. Zhou Peng, you are not wronged to be the deputy owner, right?"

Zhou Peng saw that there was no result in trying to persuade him, so he had to sit back on the chair, grabbed a piece of braised fish with chopsticks, and swallowed it hard.

Bao Chengjing stood by the window and watched the thick fog gradually dissipate. There were more and more pedestrians on the street, bustling with people, and the voices of peddlers could be heard endlessly.

Looking back at the fishing rods and baskets placed at the door of the private room, a trace of disappointment wandered between his brows, and he said to himself.

"The good days of fishing in leisure time are probably gone forever. When will this world be peaceful?"

(End of this chapter)