The Emperor is Above

Chapter 53: Bison Pavilion Chief Niu Ben
"Gudu - Gudu -"

The red charcoal fire roasted the copper pot, the milky white broth rolled and boiled, the wolf meat cut into long strips gradually lost its blood color, and a cool wind blew by, bringing with it the aroma of meat.

"The first piece of meat put in should be about 70% done!"

Qing Yi picked up the two-foot-long chopsticks with great anticipation, picked up the piece of meat, and just by getting closer and smelling it, his saliva couldn't stop flowing.

"Suck it-"

He tried hard to swallow his saliva and wiped the corners of his mouth, but he found that the little fox and the civet cat were staring at him with their round eyes, full of longing and resentment, which forced him to give up the idea of ​​tasting it first.

"Okay, okay, I'll give this piece of meat to you two first, that's all!"

Reluctantly, he pulled out the animal tooth dagger and cut the whole wolf meat into even-sized pieces, which he divided into their respective food bowls.

"Meow-"

"Ah wu——"

The civet cat gave a satisfied look, as if saying, "Young man, you are very sensible." It swallowed a piece of meat and closed its eyes as if enjoying it.

The little fox seemed much more well-behaved. It ran over and rubbed Qing Yi's ankle affectionately before running back and wolfing down the food.

The civet cat ate more than a pound of wolf meat in one breath before it felt full. Its round body became even rounder. Although the little fox was small, it also ate more than three taels of meat.

The two little guys were full and snuggled by the fire with their eyes closed, as if they were digesting the wolf meat they had eaten. Only then did Qing Yi take a break.

Chai Yong, Gongsun Wu, Dongmen Hu and Dongmen Bao knew that Qing Yi was cooking the meat of an exotic wolf, and they wanted to come over to have a taste, but when they saw the two little creatures here, they had to open another pot.

Qing Yi didn't care about anything else. He impatiently picked up a piece of meat and quickly cut it into small pieces. Finally, he could eat it himself.

“Sweet, rich and chewy!”

The moment the ninth-grade wolf meat enters the mouth, a rich aroma bursts into the mouth, and the meat is more tender than imagined.

After the wolf meat was swallowed, a warm breath continued to grow from the internal organs, flowing through the meridians and limbs.

"The energy contained in the ninth-grade exotic beast meat is at least five times greater than that of ordinary wild wolf meat!" Qing Yi pondered as he ate.

"If I eat ninth-grade exotic beast meat every day, I will need at most ten kilograms for three meals a day. So can I bear the eighth-grade exotic beast meat?"

Thinking of this, Qing Yi fished out the small piece of eighth-grade exotic beast meat and cut it into smaller pieces the size of a fingernail. After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma of the eighth-grade exotic beast meat.

"Well--"

When he stuffed the eighth-grade beast meat into his mouth, he felt a mixture of fragrance and spiritual energy rushing from his mouth straight to the top of his head. He felt as if he was floating in the air, and warm air flow increased rapidly in his meridians.

After eating half a pound of eighth-grade beast meat, he felt as if strange beasts were running in his body, and his meridians had turned into surging rivers.

As the warm breath continues to flow through the body, the body is constantly strengthened, and the power in the body is so strong that it seems to explode.

"It's so similar to the feeling of the Jade Bead merging into my body that day!"

With previous experience, Qing Yi was not too panicked. He picked up a long spear and walked down the hill, quickly coming to the open space on the other side of the pavilion. He kicked a few scattered large stones weighing hundreds of pounds away, and then used the spear as a sword, dancing and chanting:

"The drums are beating, and the troops are eager to go to battle. The country is building a city wall, and I am marching south alone. The soldiers are armed with shields and spears, and the horses are on horseback with spears and weapons. The sonorous soldiers will defeat the black wind. If you don't let me return, I will be worried..."

After a thorough and thorough performance of the spear dance, Qing Yi was sweating all over and felt extremely energetic. Even his physical strength reached over 3,600 kilograms.

"call--"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead and carefully feeling every subtle change in his body, Qing Yi was pleasantly surprised.
"Eighth-grade exotic beast meat is truly incredible. Just eating half a pound, plus two or three pounds of ninth-grade beast meat, can increase my strength so much. It looks like I won't have to rely on a three-foot rice bowl to eat anymore."

"You are a handsome man, you are concerned about your country and your family, you sing to express your aspirations, it is really admirable!"

On the main road beside the long pavilion, a cheer came from afar, attracting Qing Yi's attention.

Three chariots rumbled over, and on the first one sat a sergeant in black robes and a black crown, with two armored soldiers protecting him.

There were also four fully armored soldiers on each of the other two chariots, and behind the three chariots there were thirty-six private soldiers holding shields and spears.

It was just dawn at this time, and these were the first group of people passing by on Tongdu Avenue. Chai Yong did not dare to be careless, and he summoned the militia from Huaiqiuli to line up for defense.

However, this sergeant was obviously a very polite person. He ordered the weapons to be put away when they were a hundred feet away, and got off the car and walked when they were fifty feet away.

When he saw the collected corpses of more than 30 caravan members and the bodies of four dead servants of the Tuan family, his expression became very heavy.

When he saw the bodies of the killed Blood Wolf tribe savages, beastmasters, and dozens of skinned wild wolves, there was more shock in his eyes.

"My name is Niu Ben, and I am the chief of the Wild Bull Pavilion. There have been frequent disturbances in the capital recently. I didn't expect that the wild people of the Blood Wolf Tribe would cause chaos ninety miles away from the capital. Fortunately, the young master wiped out these wild bandits."

The sergeant in front of him was very different from the elegant and graceful image of Maosheng. He had a bronze complexion, was tall and strong, and his temperament was more like that of a soldier.

Qing Yi came forward with a smile, bowed and said in return: "Master Niu Ben is too polite. I am just a commoner in Maoqiu Pavilion, and I am not worthy of the title of Master."

"You are only a high-ranking official?" Niu Ben obviously couldn't believe it. He pointed at the army formation formed by the Huaiqiuli militiamen including Chai Yong beside him in confusion, "If you are only a high-ranking official, why do you have so many private armies?"

"This is not my private army!" Qing Yi smiled and explained after looking at Chai Yong and others who were still on guard.
"Ever since the turmoil in the capital a few years ago, with attacks from strange beasts and wild people, the villagers in Huaiqiu have spontaneously organized a militia for self-defense. This time, everyone came to the capital voluntarily."

"Militia? Really militia?"

The head of the Wild Ox Pavilion, Niu Ben, had a look of disbelief on his face, as if to say, "I know you are lying to me, but I still pretend to believe you."
"Haha, Huaiqiu is indeed a land of talented people. The militia organized by the villagers is actually as powerful as my private army."

Even though he knew that Qing Yi was only a senior commoner, Niu Ben, who was also a senior sergeant, still did not behave disrespectfully. Instead, he treated him with even more courtesy.

Niu Ben was certainly not stupid. He noticed that the young man in front of him was only fifteen years old. Although he was only a senior commoner, he was able to win over such a group of powerful militiamen and kill so many wild people and wild wolves from the Blood Wolf Tribe. In the future, he would at least be awarded the title of a senior sergeant.

"Are you the head of the Bison Pavilion?"

Dongmen Hu and Dongmen Bao arrived later. After learning the identity of the sergeant, they immediately flew into a rage and questioned with angry eyes,
"Since you are the head of the pavilion, why did we fight here for most of the night, but no one from your Bison Pavilion came to reinforce us?"

(End of this chapter)