Beasts become gods

Chapter 173 Extra 2

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

In early autumn, in the early morning, thick fog filled the entire street. At this time, the people in the city were going to the market to buy. The visibility was extremely low, and soldiers from the City Defense League were vaguely patrolling back and forth.

Because the city of Wanfeng City is located at the southernmost tip of the empire and is far away from the sea, without the intrusion of sea spirit beasts or frequent civil strife in the empire, it has become a rare peaceful place in the empire. Therefore, countless chaebols and merchants hold high and powerful positions.

This is an important reason why people settled their family business and people 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 social structure, Feng Muyang personally managed Dinghai Province and developed this once sparsely populated province into the most prosperous and rich land in the Jialuo Empire.

Of course, such a peaceful and peaceful social scene would not be possible 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, took off the fish basket hanging with him and the basket on his shoulders, wiped the wet bamboo hat with his sleeves, 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 have you brought this time?"

"Last night I had a great harvest. I caught more than ten river fish. One of them broke through the shackles of race and gave birth to a spiritual beast."

The hotel clerk quickly came down the stairs, took off the lid of the basket and took a closer look at the fish basket.

"Brother, you don't have more than ten fish here, there must be more than twenty fish at least. When it comes to fishing, Brother Bao is the best. He caught so many fish in one night."

"I gave these to your Madam Diao. I'll braise one of them and add some wine and food to go with it. I'll have five taels of apricot blossoms to make me drunk. Is that okay?"

"No problem, no problem. Brother Bao is a cheerful person. I will arrange it for you. You see 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'm sure you'll do things neatly, so I won't be polite. By the way, Chef Peng is here, and I'm really craving for the braised chicken with fermented rice wine and rice wine he makes."

"Chef Peng worked hard last night and is still resting now. However, his apprentice, Chef Liu, is here. He has a true biography of Chef Peng. How about I ask Chef Liu to cook a roast chicken for you?"

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

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

Under the guidance of the clerk, Bao Chengjing came to the private room. After a while, the clerk brought tea and carefully explained that drinking without food would harm the body, so he had to drink a cup of tea to warm his body first.

When he was half-hearted, a fragrant braised fish was served, followed by six or seven appetizers and wine-stuffed roast chicken. The clerk also served eight ounces of apricot blossoms, which was really rich.

Bao Chengjing didn't know how to be polite, so he didn't move on to the other dishes. He focused on the braised chicken with fermented wine and started to bite into it.

The skin and meat of this roasted chicken are separated, the meat is delicate, and the aroma of wine is overflowing. It is first steamed with sorghum wine and then simmered over slow fire. The taste is unparalleled.

"Well...it's really not as good as Chef Peng's skill...well...the steaming time is not long enough...this Chef Liu must be a young man and still needs some cooking time..."

Bao Chengjing finished a plate of wine-roasted chicken and was still not satisfied. There was still some minced meat in his mouth, and he was commenting on the dish to himself.

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

"Thank you, thank you." Bao Chengjing stood up and waved his thanks. The clerk was overjoyed. He was extremely happy to win Bao Chengjing's favor.

These first-rate river fish sent by Bao Chengjing are all the most popular goods in Wanfeng City. dignitaries come to Wanchun Restaurant every month to order these fish for banquets. The price of river fish has naturally gone up. It can be said that there is a price but no market.

It is extremely rare for a fisherman like Bao Chengjing to catch more than 20 fish in one night. This kind of veteran fishing will not sit down and raise the price. Every time he brings fish, he only wants Chef Peng’s food for free. Boss Diao has already

So he ordered the clerk not to be indifferent, but to coax Bao Chengjing to eat and drink enough, and also hoped that Bao Chengjing would add more fish to Wanchun Restaurant in the future.

After the clerk left, the two people who entered the room closed the door. There were two people, a man and a woman. The spiritual knot in the man's hand lit up, releasing a small flow of wind that reverberated on the wall of the private room. The woman's hand transformed into several palm-sized weapons.

The spiritual weapon was placed in the corner of the room, and the hand seals were changed to cast obscure spiritual techniques. In a short period of time, several sound-isolating formations were cast.

"Master of the village." The two of them clasped their fists together and spoke very cautiously, not daring to speak too loudly.

"There's no need to be so pretentious, just call me Brother Bao when you're outside. Sit down and let's eat and chat together."

"Master, recently..." The man sat down and wanted to speak, but as soon as he said it, Bao Chengjing glared at him, and he immediately realized what he was saying.

"Brother Bao, I have completed all the matters in the village recently. Do you want to report now?"

"Zhou Peng, you have to change your temper. You can't be so eager when doing things or talking. Learn from Song Han, she speaks carefully. You are already sitting at the dining table. Why don't you take a few mouthfuls of hot food to cushion your stomach?"

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

Zhou Peng grabbed his chopsticks and quickly took a few bites of food without touching the braised fish in the middle. He picked a few dishes that were easy to swallow and raised his eyes to look at Bao Chengjing.

Bao Chengjing couldn't laugh or cry, grinning.

"Okay, okay, just say it all together. I'm afraid you'll get sick if you don't say it."

"Zhuang Nai recently killed fifteen corrupt officials in Binh Lan Province, Yan Xia Province, and Dien Chong Province. His family members were not injured. He collected the money and jewelry from their homes and sent them to several important strongholds along remote roads overnight, planning to

After the storm subsides, the money will be distributed to refugees who have fled in recent years, as well as women and children who have lost their husbands, to relieve their life pressure."

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

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

"Are you following the list I made before?"

"Yes, Zhuang...Brother Bao, I strictly followed the order on the list and asked the brothers to start in different areas and locations, and leave quickly after the completion. However, there was some trouble over there in Yanxia Province. After the brother succeeded, he

By chance, we encountered the Shenwei Camp who happened to be here to suppress the refugees and mobs. After fighting with them, some of our brothers were ambushed. They... all took the poison and died, and they did not cause us any trouble."

Hearing this, Bao Chengjing's hand holding the vegetables paused slightly, and his face turned pale.

"how many people?"

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

As the name suggests, it does not sound alive at all.

"Is it possible to arrange a pension?"

"Okay."

"Okay, don't treat the families of the dead brothers badly. What went wrong in this matter was the negligence of the decision-makers. The purpose of our establishment is to help poor people get out of trouble, but we can't let the families feel cold."

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

"Other than that, is there anything else you want to report to me?"

"Zhuang...Brother Bao, what I want to ask is, are we going to take action against Han Dongsheng, the man who is doing evil things in Wanfeng City?"

"You cannot touch this person."

"Why?" Song Han felt his teeth feel a little sore after hearing this. The two of them rushed over in a hurry, just to eradicate Han Dongsheng's cancer as soon as possible.

"This person has connections with the Heavenly Clan and Shenwei Camp, and is loyal to these two imperial hawk and dog forces. Even Feng Muyang can't bear to breathe. 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 won't have to worry about running out of 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. The imperial court will do nothing, and the officials will shirk their powers and responsibilities. Naturally

Disasters occur frequently, bandits and bandits are rampant, and good times are few and far between."

He stood up and looked at the scene of people parading in the street below the gap in the window, and said sadly.

"Okay." Song Han obviously listened to Jin's advice, and she agreed to whatever Bao Chengjing said.

"Zhou Peng, Song Han, I want to entrust the position of the owner of the village to Song Han, and Zhou Peng will serve as the deputy owner. You two must guard Guanhai Village. Be cautious and avoid causing bad influence. Remember Guanhai

The village's belief in robbing the rich and giving to the poor, to help the common people, cannot be in vain."

"Master, why are you doing this?" Zhou Peng became anxious all of a sudden. He didn't expect that Bao Chengjing actually wanted to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of his position.

Song Han didn't say anything, but her brows furrowed, revealing her confusion.

"I want to change my name and sneak into the Shangtianmen. With my cultivation in the Holy Spirit Realm, I can be promoted to a middle-level management position in a short time."

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

"I want to get close to Wu Tianmou, the astrological god. He is the master of the Shangtian Clan. When I gain a high position, I will wait for an opportunity to kill him. This person has caused chaos in the imperial court and is the source of the empire's chaos in the past twenty years. We will not treat such traitorous ministers

If we get rid of it, the empire will never have peace."

"Master, think twice. There are many risks involved. I am worried that the master may be in danger of his life. Can you not stir up this muddy water?" Zhou Peng begged with painstaking words, 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 by entering the Shangtian Gate. I will send the information to several strongholds in the village from time to time, so that the brothers can report it in time."

"Besides, with Song Han as the owner of the village, isn't he more at ease than a vulgar person like me? Master of the Spiritual Array is really undermining his talents as the owner of the village."

"Go." Song Han stopped pushing the envelope and obeyed Bao Chengjing's arrangement.

"Why didn't you persuade the boss? Why did you let the boss break into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den?"

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

"Then it's settled. I'll go to the base camp in a few days and call my brothers over. I'll pass on the position of village leader to Song Han in front of everyone. Zhou Peng, don't you feel wronged by being the deputy village leader?"

Seeing that his good words and persuasion were fruitless, Zhou Peng had no choice but to sit back on his chair, grab a piece of braised fish with his chopsticks, and swallow it hard.

Bao Chengjing stood by the window, watching the thick fog gradually dissipate. There were more and more pedestrians on the street, bustling with people, and the sound of hawking could not be stopped.

He turned back and looked at the fishing rods and fish baskets placed at the door of the private room. A trace of sadness wandered between his eyebrows and he said to himself.

"I'm afraid the good days of leisure fishing will be gone forever. When will this world be peaceful?"

(End of chapter)