Chapter 667: One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers (Part 1)
There is no chili pepper in this world.
But there are peppercorns and Sichuan peppercorns, and the technique of pickling sauerkraut is ancient.
As a food lover, Wang Chen's Xumijie is naturally stocked with all kinds of seasonings and ingredients he finds. Even in the harshest environment, he can cook the food he wants to eat.
Cut the black fish head in half, remove the blood and fishy matter inside, and marinate it with salt and cooking wine for an hour and a half.
Rinse the marinated fish head and put it on a plate, put minced ginger and garlic on top, and then spread a layer of chopped pepper.
Put the fish head into the pot and steam for a stick of incense.
Cook it and take it out of the pan, pour it with boiling hot oil, and the aroma will come out with a slurp sound!
This fish head with chopped pepper is made using authentic techniques, which is fresh, fragrant and numb. The fish meat is extremely tender and melts in your mouth, and it also contains abundant spiritual power. 壶
With just a plate of fish head with chopped peppers and cold vegetables, Wang Chen finished five bowls of rice!
Each bowl weighs one pound.
He has a high level of attainment in physical training. He is not afraid of meat and fish and likes food. If he really eats with an open belly, let alone five kilograms of rice, ten times more will still be clean!
For Wang Chen, being able to find fresh ingredients in the area affected by the evil eye is undoubtedly a good thing that soothes the stomach and soul.
In the days that followed, Wang Chen's life guarding Beishayan became more regular.
He constantly explores the peripheral areas of the evil eye, cleans out the breeding evil spirits, and obtains Yin Qi beads to refine Pure Yang beads.
However, it takes time to absorb the mirage in the underground river.
The innate Five Elements Kung Fu, the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Zhengfa and the Taixuan Mirage Dragon Technique, one master and two pairs of three-door kung fu, Wang Chen went hand in hand with.
And he seemed to have been completely forgotten, and the letters he reported every day never received a response.
Wang Chen didn't care about this, and even liked his current life a little.
Without anyone to interfere, he can hunt and practice without any distractions, accumulating his own strength bit by bit.
But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Some things that are supposed to come will eventually come.
Wang Chen had just finished his routine inspection that day. When he returned to Anran House, he felt something was wrong before he even entered the house.
An Ranju is actually a large magic weapon that provides complete protection for the monks stationed at Shayan. Although it is currently used by Wang Chen, the ownership is not in his hands.
In other words, as long as others hold the command talisman, they can freely enter and exit Anron Residence.
Wang Chen felt that there was someone inside at this time!
His mind was spinning, and then he calmly opened the magic circle and entered the house.
Wang Chen immediately spotted the gray-robed monk sitting in the small living room.
This uninvited guest appears to be in his forties or fifties, with a thin figure and a pale face. His expression is serious and rigid, giving him the impression that he is not easy to get close to.
And the aura he exuded was clearly at the pinnacle of the Zi Mansion, and he was only one step away from the golden elixir!
When Wang Chen entered An Ran Residence, this uninvited guest was sitting on a chair flipping through a thick Taoist book, as if he was not aware of the former's appearance at all.
Wang Chen's eyes flashed, and he saluted with neither humility nor arrogance: "I am a junior cultivator, Wang Chen, and I have met the Sima Chief."
He knew this gray-robed monk, one of the directors of the Supervisory Hall.
The compound surname is Sima.
"Um."
Upon hearing this, Chief Sima raised his head, put down the Taoist book in his hand, nodded and said, "The inspector is back? Sit down."
It's as if he is the real owner of An Ranju.
And Wang Chen is just an insignificant guest.
He speaks casually, with a hint of regional discrimination.
"yes."
Wang Chen sat down quietly.
Chief Sima looked at him with a critical eye and asked meaningfully: "Wang Chen, are you used to living here?"
Wang Chen was slightly startled.
He had never dealt with the director of the Supervisory Hall before, and there was no relationship between them.
Wang Chen didn't know why the other party came, and it felt weird.
"good."
Wang Chen replied cautiously: "It's just that the cultivation environment is a bit bad, and I can't afford the spiritual stones."
"hehe."
Chief Sima smiled: "Do you really want to go back?"
Wang Chen nodded: "Yes."
"Unfortunately."
Chief Sima sighed and said: "Recently, the Supervisory Office has really been unable to mobilize suitable manpower, so I have to ask you to stay here for a while, but don't worry..."
He paused, as if giving Wang Chen time to think: "You can definitely go back!"
The chief executive's last words were sonorous and powerful, like a firm promise.
And while making the promise, he kept looking at Wang Chen with hope in his eyes.
It seems to be waiting for something.
Wang Chen looked blank: "Thank you, sir..."
The other party's hint was a bit obvious, but he pretended not to understand at all!
Chief Sima waited for a while, but did not get the result he wanted.
His expression quickly turned cold, and he pointed to the storage bag on the table: "Here is your salary and supplies for the next month. Work hard."
After saying that, he stood up and walked away.
It came suddenly and left hastily.
After the other party left, Wang Chen did not go to get the storage bag on the table, but first went to the quiet room and bedroom to check.
Although there was nothing unusual in the two rooms, Wang Chen's intuition told Wang Chen that the Sima boss must have checked it out just now.
Fortunately, Wang Chen knew from the beginning that this Anranju was not his own home, so he did not store any private items except for some daily furniture.
Even if the other party turns this place upside down, there won't be any unexpected discoveries!
The question is, Wang Chen and the Sima boss are strangers to each other, why would the other party focus on him?
Does Wang Chen look like a wealthy Kaizi?
While thinking, Wang Chen sat down again and took the storage bag and opened it.
What was inside surprised him!
It's not that there are too many things, but that the quantity is too small. Whether it's spiritual stones, pills, talismans, or spiritual rice and animal meat, they are one-third less than before.
If it were an ordinary monk, it would be difficult to survive for a month with these supplies!
Temptation? Warning? Threat? Sigh
Wang Chen put away the storage bag - although flies are small, they are still meat, so he can take his own things with confidence.
Originally, he had to wait until the holidays to return to the Demon Cave to receive the salary and resources.
Now Wang Chen is stationed alone in Beishayan, with no rest time for a day, so he needs others to bring supplies.
But there is no need for a principal to be responsible for such work.
Unless the other party takes the initiative to ask for help.
So here comes the question, why did this Chief Sima take the initiative to give him something?
To say that he is cheerful and helpful, or that he is full of food.
Wang Chen would definitely not believe it!
The most important thing is that the other party concealed hints from the beginning and his intentions were quite obvious.
It’s just that he doesn’t want to agree, let alone be blamed!
