Yefutidaolu

Chapter 220 Note
The sun was setting and it was time for dinner.

Dusk was enveloping the western sky, and the entire sea of clouds above the straight road was steaming with rosy clouds.

Wherever the flying boat passed, its track cut the sunset in two halves, and the cloud waves rolled into flowers on both sides of the ship's side. Some mysterious black birds chased the light spots at the stern of the ship and pecked at them.

When a flying boat is flying, it will emit a lot of different "gases". To the flying boat, these are exhaust gases, the garbage ejected after the fuel is burned out. The trail towed by the stern is full of these.

However, for many monsters that can keep up with the flying boat, this exhaust gas is actually a high concentration of spiritual energy, which is very beneficial to their practice.

Therefore, you can see that wherever the wings of these black birds pass by, the clouds will bloom with fleeting ice crystal epiphyllums. This is the crystallization of spiritual energy. When they peck at these, their cultivation speed will be much faster than that of ordinary monsters.

Inside the flying boat, in the expensive paid restaurant, Gao Jian was stunned, his expression somewhat stunned, and at the same time he felt a little cold sweat on his back.

There was a note in the fish's belly.

To be honest, this scene gave Gao Jian a bit of PTSD.

The sense of déjà vu is too strong, and there is a feeling that I am about to be involved in some super conspiracy.

If the note had the three words "King Gao Jian" written on it, Gao Jian might have jumped off the boat and escaped. According to the theory of destiny in this world, something was definitely going to happen.

He carefully used chopsticks to take the paper out of the fish's belly, unfolded it, and read the words on it.

It said: "HELP".

call.

Gao Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out it's about saving lives, so it's not a big problem.

"What? What's written here? Is it King Gao Jian?" At this time, Dansha suddenly appeared behind Gao Jian from the opposite side of the table.

Gao Jian was startled, and hugged her, pulling her over, holding her in his arms, and gathered his voice into a line: "Be quiet! Don't let anyone find out, or someone might die!"

This is obviously a cry for help. If someone finds this note, the person who wrote it will probably be in trouble.

No matter what, Gao Jian would definitely not want this to happen. Although he is not King Gao Jian, when encountering such a thing, he would definitely want to see what the situation is.

Dansha looked at the note and said, "Let me see what's written on it. Tsk... boring. Why would I look for you if I'm asking for help?"

"Maybe he didn't send it to me, but just randomly, trying his luck. Well... But this person is lucky, and it happened to be sent to me."

"So are you going to meddle in this matter? No, there's nothing you can do even if you want to. There's just a note and no clues at all. How are you going to find it?" Dansha was a little curious.

It's just a piece of paper, how can I find the person behind it?

"Clues? Aren't clues everywhere?" Gao Jian smiled and then slammed the table!
He slammed the table and shouted, "Oh my god! This fish is so delicious! Who made it? Where's the chef? Let him come over. I'll give him a big reward!"

Gao Jian's movements and tone were extremely exaggerated, which made Dansha stunned. Then, as if his funny bone was tickled, he held his stomach and laughed.

This is too funny for Dansha.

Gao Jian is usually a calm person who seems to have no interest in anything. Although Dansha knows that he will become particularly brave at critical moments, he will charge forward silently and will not make a big fuss.

From her previous observations in Shenguan, Gao Jian himself was the type who didn't talk much and preferred actions over words.

Now suddenly using such an exaggerated tone, the contrast made Dansha laugh so hard that she couldn't breathe for a moment.

Gao Jian looked at her laughter with disgust, then pulled her up and covered her mouth with his hand: "Stop laughing!"

"Wait, because... it's really funny! Okay, I won't laugh anymore, just watch you." Dansha covered her mouth, but her eyes were still full of smiles as she stared at Gao Jian's performance.

On the other side, when Gao Jian slammed the table and asked the chef to come up, a maid came up and said, "Sir, do you want to summon the chef?"

"Yes, I like this fish very much. Let him introduce what this dish is." Gao Jian said.

The maid nodded, glanced at the plate, and followed.

After a while, a middle-aged man came out. It seemed that he had some cultivation level, and it was not low, actually reaching the third realm.

However, judging from his rather superficial cultivation, he is probably not a serious practitioner, but rather someone who has advanced through some rather strange means, which is consistent with his identity as a chef.

Of course, chefs do have a legitimate tradition, but as a relatively "low-level" profession, there are relatively few legitimate and excellent traditions.

This is the case in the Divine Dynasty. Even though the cost of disseminating knowledge is very low, the benefits of monopolizing knowledge are extremely high, which indirectly increases the cost of disseminating knowledge.

"It's this fish you cooked, right? It's so delicious. But can you tell me about this fish?" Gao Jian pointed at the fish.

As he spoke, Gao Jian gave Dansha a wink.

Dansha curled his lips, rummaged through his pockets, took out an East China Sea mirage pearl, and placed it on the table.

Really... I have to pay for it myself at a time like this.

Although it is not much, compared with Dansha or Gao Jian's current worth, this bead is a small matter.

This mirage pearl is estimated to be worth about a hundred gold coins, which is quite valuable.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. Of course, this fish of mine is also very particular."

"As the saying goes, the most beautiful fish include the carp from Dongting Lake, the ooids from the East China Sea, and the fish from Lishui River."

"I used a fish from the East China Sea, steamed it, and then used ginger from Yangpu, cinnamon from Zhaoyao, mushrooms from Yueluo, minced turtle and tuna, and salt from Daxia to make the sauce. Although the technique is not very impressive, the advantage lies in the excellent ingredients."

Gao Jian smiled and denied, "If it were just the quality of the ingredients, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible to achieve this kind of taste, right? I've heard that when it comes to cooking, water is the starting point, with five flavors and three ingredients, boiling and changing nine times, and fire acting as the regulator, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, eliminating the fishy smell, the stench, and the smell of rancid meat. All of this is the work of water and fire. While steaming doesn't show the technique, the skill is hidden within it."

The middle-aged man was delighted when he heard this, then he bowed and said excitedly: "It is difficult for a man to meet a bosom friend in the world. I regret that I have no way to repay your kindness. I can only do my best. During the few days you are on the boat, please allow me to deliver food and drink to you every day, without taking a penny!"

Obviously, Gao Jian's words hit his heart. The skill of adding or subtracting heat is a science. If the heat is not enough, the flavor is insufficient. If the heat is too much, the flavor is reduced. Mulberry wood is the best fire. The difference between the heat and the taste is a thousand miles. If you are not a person who studies cooking carefully, you will never know that the taste can be so different.

As the saying goes, everything in the world is edible, it all depends on the cooking time. The key is to balance the five flavors. The cooking time should be gentle or strong, and it is difficult to get it wrong in an instant. If the cooking time is too much, the color will not be bright, and if the cooking time is too little, the meat will not be cooked. The original colors will be mixed, and the changes will be subtle and hard to find.

If a chef knows the timing of the fire and carefully watches it, he will be close to the Tao. For example, if you cook fish too early, it will turn black, and if you cook it too late, the fresh meat will turn dead. If you open the pot lid many times, there will be more foam and less fragrance. If you turn it on again after the fire is extinguished, there will be no oil and the taste will be lost.

If the fish is cooked well before eating, and the color is white as jade and solid and not loose, it is fresh meat. If it is overcooked, and the color is white as powder and not sticky, it is dead meat. It is extremely despicable to cook a fish that is obviously fresh but not fresh enough.

However, ordinary diners only care about the ingredients, as if as long as the ingredients are good enough, no matter how they are cooked, they will taste good, so he also follows the crowd and brags about his ingredients, so that he can make the guests happy. And the adult in front of him can tell the degree of steaming at a glance, and even rewarded him with a treasure, which really made him feel like a confidant, and he immediately volunteered to be responsible for all the other party's food on the ship!
Unfortunately, Gao Jian shook his head and said with regret, "What a pity. I have to go to the divine capital Yangjing and arrive tomorrow. It is fate that I can eat your food tonight, but I am afraid I will miss it in the future."

"Ah? So that's the case... That's really..." The chef lowered his head, feeling a little regretful.

"It's okay. It's fate that we meet. It's good enough that I can have a meal with you. Then, let me continue to savor it." Gao Jian said.

The chef respectfully took the mirage pearl and left, leaving Gao Jian and others to enjoy the food.

Seeing that the cook had left, Dansha lowered her voice and asked curiously, "Is this the cook asking for help?"

"Definitely not." Gao Jian shook his head. "The person asking for help wouldn't be like this. It must be someone else, but he's definitely on the flying boat."

"Do you really have to meddle in this matter?" Dansha asked again.

Gao Jian chuckled: "Why are you asking me this now? Doesn't your mirage pearl have your aura on it?"

"Hehe, I'm curious." Dansha said with interest. She was actually quite interested in the word "help". In a sense, Dansha and Gao Jian were actually the same kind of people.

They are all nosy.

And because of meddling in other people's business, they offended the Zuo family.

The Zuo family was destroyed because of their meddling in other people's business.

Now, the two of them want to meddle in other people's business again.

The two of them enjoyed the meal very much.

Since neither the man nor the dragon was interested in eating, the meal ended quickly.

After finishing their meal, they went to the free restaurant and found Shu Jian still soaking in the wine jar.

Why didn’t I see it before... This rat is also an alcoholic.

But if he wants to drink, then let him drink. He's already in the seventh realm, so there's no problem with drinking. Let him indulge himself, there's nothing wrong with that.

"We don't have much time. Do you have that much time to solve this problem? It's only one night. Even if you don't sleep, it's only about six hours." Dansha said.

"It doesn't take six hours. One hour is enough." Gao Jian said.

Dansha did not question Gao Jian's words.

Because she knew how outrageous the things Gao Jian had done were.

When he was at the first level, he reorganized the outer city; when he was at the second level, he dared to take her to the East China Sea; when he was at the third level, he killed the Baishanjiang Dragon Palace; when he was at the fifth level, he destroyed the Zuo family. Each of these things was a horrifying and terrifying record, and they were not achieved by brute force, but were planned step by step with the brain.

Now Gao Jian, who is in the fifth realm, said that he could solve the problem within an hour. Dansha did not doubt whether he could do it, but was just curious about how he planned to do it.

Gao Jian didn't plan to keep the secret, so he took the cinnabar and went to the deck to get some fresh air.

The wind on the deck was a little strong. With the speed of the flying boat, this wind could probably kill the first realm directly, and let the second realm except the three divine gates slowly hold on after five hours, and then be blown away.

As for opening the three divine gates, even if one has reached the third realm, one cannot withstand these winds.

Those who have reached the second level of Jingguan and Qiguan can come up and take a walk, and they are basically not afraid of the third level.

But the wind was so strong that most people would not come up to the deck unless they were healthy. It would be a waste of time and unnecessary.

But this does not prevent the fact that there are actually quite a few people who are sick.

Gao Jian and Dansha came to the deck against the strong wind, used their internal energy to protect their bodies from the strong wind outside, and watched the sea of clouds flying across the sky and the many monster birds chasing the exhaust gas behind them.

Dansha and Gaojian chatted some nonsense here, some things about spiritual practice, and some interesting stories in the world, killing some time.

Seeing the moon gradually rising, about half an hour had passed. Gao Jian saw that the time was almost up and returned to the cabin.

Then he went straight to the kitchen.

The kitchen is in the inner cabin, closer to the inside. It is the staff's area and guests are not allowed to enter.

So Gao Jian was stopped directly.

The waiters said respectfully, "Sir, the kitchen is a vulgar place. We are afraid of dirtying your clothes. Please give way for a moment."

The so-called three religions and nine classes are divided into upper, middle and lower levels.

Cooks, prostitutes, actors and the like are all considered "low-class" positions. People as "upper class" as Gao Jian should not go to places like the kitchen.

Some people even cite the sage's saying "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen", saying that decent people should not go to the kitchen, even though this statement actually does not mean that at all.

But no matter how it is, this is how things are. The differences in this world are still quite large, and the superiors and subordinates, and their status, have long been firmly defined.

"I'm not going in. I just ordered a chef in the restaurant. I really like his dishes, but I'm going to get off the boat tomorrow, so I wanted to ask him to cook the fish for me again." Gao Jian said.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I will inform you right away." The maid nodded and went inside.

"What's the point of reporting to him?" Dansha asked.

"There's definitely no fish right now. If he wants to cook fish for me, he'll definitely go find some. Then it'll all depend on you."

"Oh, since it wasn't written by him, then it must have been someone who found it when the fish was being provided. Then why did you go around in such a big circle?" Dansha asked again.

"If I don't beat around the bush, people will probably take action sooner rather than later if they find out."

"Do you think you can stop it?"

"It can definitely be stopped, but I think this matter... may not be that simple." Gao Jian said, touching his chin.

"Not simple again?" Dansha tilted her head.

"Are you telling me that no one is targeting you? This help message is probably not written for me." Gao Jian asked.

(End of this chapter)