Chapter 395: Return to the Western Regions Plan (Nearly 20,000 Words Super Chapter)
Although the mountain chief said that Yun Danfeng was gentle, Zhao Xun still felt that his scalp was numb and his back was cold.
Only truly top-level experts would have similar thoughts, right?
For the mountain leader, yes, he is the first person in the world. But at the same time, he is also the so-called object of being chased.
Countless people are benchmarking against Shan Chang, hoping to surpass him.
Countless people hope that they can get ahead by stepping on the face of the mountain leader. How could the mountain leader not know about this?
The mountain leader's solution to this problem is also very simple. Don't you want to step on me and get the upper hand? I will deal with you dishonest guys and see if you still dare to make mistakes!
The most important thing is that after defeating these enemies, the mountain leader will take away a ray of their true energy and store it in a small jar to remind himself.
The advantage of doing this is that the mountain leader can always tell himself that it is extremely important to stay calm and to maintain the strongest state.
Looking at the true energy of his defeated generals in the past, the mountain leader could understand that once he became a strong man, he had to pursue becoming a strong man all his life.
Only by always being strong can you avoid being stepped on by others.
But why did the mountain chief suddenly say this to Zhao Xun?
"Xiao Qizhu, you must be feeling strange. Weishi is not usually a competitive person, so why do you still do this? Weishi tells you that it is one thing whether you argue or not. Others think you are
Whether to fight or not to fight is another matter. Even if you don't want to fight as a teacher, you still won't fight if you are forced to do so."
The mountain chief said it with absolute certainty, but Zhao Xun felt very terrible after hearing it.
"Uh, you mean you were forced to become number one in the world?"
"Of course, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. No one is born strong. Even the teacher. The teacher has experienced ups and downs for a long time. During that time, the state of the teacher is not the worst, but compared with now
The comparison is simply worlds apart. I wonder if your master, Taoist Master Qinglian, has ever told you that the realm of a cultivator’s cultivation is actually illusory. The main thing to look at is his strength.
How about it? If his Qi is very strong, then he will definitely become a peerless strong man. If his Qi has already gone down, then even if he is a peerless powerful man now, his decline will be a matter of time."
"Well, Taoist Master Qinglian told me."
Zhao Xun nodded.
"So, you have to learn to control your own anger. How to behave in front of outsiders and how to behave in front of your own people. These are completely different."
The mountain leader smiled and said: "You are also the leader of the Academy Alliance now. There must be countless pairs of eyes staring at you. Including your enemies, the Corruptors, they must also make you a serious problem. In this case, you
You must learn to protect yourself, you must learn to hide your strength. If you are seen through by others, it will be difficult to have a chance to turn around, and it will be difficult to have room to maneuver."
Zhao Xun completely understood what the mountain chief said.
"So you asked me to come and see this room this time because you hope that I can hide my condition better and not be taken advantage of?"
"Of course."
The mountain leader gently stroked his beard and said: "Weishi never thought of you becoming our successor, because you and weishi are not the same kind of people in nature. It is difficult for you to have the character of weishi, and at the same time you It’s hard to have a good character as a teacher. So what we have to do is to be ourselves. As for those people who put pressure on you in far-fetched ways, don’t worry about it. They want you to be the person they see, but you just need to do it. It’s up to you.”
Well, it turns out that the mountain chief came to him this time to talk about this!
For a moment, Zhao Xun had an epiphany.
"Thank you, Master Shan, for your teachings."
Zhao Xun has always been very grateful to the mountain leader.
Because in Zhao Xun's opinion, the mountain leader is a man of great wisdom.
Therefore, Zhao Xun has been deliberately paying attention to the words and deeds of the mountain leader and recording them all the time in order to imitate them.
But today the mountain chief told Zhao Xun clearly that he didn't have to learn to be someone else, he just needed to be himself.
At this moment, Zhao Xun was completely enlightened.
Yes, why does a person have to be someone else? Doesn’t it feel good to be himself?
Zhao Xun is not a hypocritical person, but Shan Chang’s words are indeed thought-provoking.
"Chief Shan, how long do you think this war will last?"
Zhao Xun hopes that the war will end soon, and he hopes that life can quickly return to peace.
But all this undoubtedly requires God's will.
It's not that Zhao Xun hoped that the war would end if it ended.
"It's hard to say, maybe it's just a moment, maybe it takes three to five years."
The mountain chief shook his head and said: "I can't see through God's will, because God's will seems to be changing all the time, and there seems to be a constant battle between heaven and man."
"Well"
Zhao Xun was extremely surprised for a moment.
If the mountain chief said this, he would probably understand.
Why did the mountain chief say that it is useless to spy on the secrets at this time?
Because the secrets are always changing, then trying to detect the secrets at this time is futile.
Maybe you spent a lot of money to get a glimpse of the secret at this moment, but the secret has changed at the next moment.
In this way, the secrets you have glimpsed will not count.
"Life is unpredictable, and the way of heaven is also unpredictable. So don't chase, don't gamble, just be yourself."
Shan Chang's character really fits what he said.
The mountain leader has never taken the initiative to pursue anything in his life. The mountain leader has always been passively accepting.
He passively accepts the strong men who challenge him, passively accepts his title as the best in the world, passively accepts the worship of scholars all over the world, even the act of building a living shrine, and passively accepts the title of the Confucian sage of the world.
If you look at these individually, you will find that these are not things that the mountain leader actively pursues.
The mountain leader is just trying his best to be a good person, and the mountain leader is just doing what he should do.
As for these things, they are all accessories, obtained through the hard work of the mountain leader.
I don’t care about the mountain leader, but it’s more like God’s praise for the mountain leader’s hard work.
So should Zhao Xun also take such a path?
Watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the courtyard, and watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.
Not pleased, not to have compassion.
This free and easy life looks really cool.
But does Zhao Xun want to do this?
Zhao Xun didn't know, he didn't know.
"Shan Chief, if my disciple also falls into this passive state, will his cultivation level improve as a result?"
"It's hard to say. It depends on your fate. Sometimes it happens in your fate."
The mountain leader still didn't say anything, but said calmly: "Be yourself, at least you will be happy this way."
The sandstorm is finally over!
In the cave, Jia Xingwen looked at the weather outside the cave and was so excited that he almost shouted.
It's not easy, it's really not easy.
I didn't expect this sandstorm to finally end.
How long did this sandstorm last?
Nobody knows.
One day, two days?
Anyway, thank God it's finally over.
As long as it's over, that's a good thing.
After all, for them, this can be considered the happiest thing.
"God still has mercy on us, knowing that he has given us a way out at this time."
Jia Xingwen sighed with emotion.
You must know that if this sandstorm continues endlessly, God knows what will happen next.
"I hope I can arrive at the Anxi Protectorate soon."
This was said by Liu Lin, the chief guard of the Anxi Army.
He always felt that something big was going to happen at the Protector's Mansion, so he couldn't wait to arrive at the Protector's Mansion as soon as possible. Only by letting him see with his own eyes that everything was safe and sound after entering the city could Liu Lin feel completely at ease.
Before this, everything Liu Lin felt was false.
"Well, we also hope to arrive soon."
Everyone, and all the soldiers of the Anxi Army, hope to shorten the marching time as much as possible.
Because for them, arriving earlier means they can enjoy all the conveniences brought by the city.
And if they had been on the march, they would have been forced to eat and sleep in the open.
There's nothing wrong with eating and sleeping in the open, but the destructive feeling it brings and the lack of feeling can definitely drive people crazy.
"I hope this will end soon, and that everything will be fine."
At the Anxi Protectorate, the deputy general Liu Neng who was left behind was on the verge of collapse at this moment.
Suddenly, a black army appeared and surrounded the Anxi Protectorate.
God knows how these armies suddenly appeared.
Obviously nothing had changed one moment, but everything was different the next moment.
It was as if everything was arranged in advance.
What is going on?
"Who can explain to me what's going on?"
"Reporting to the general, it seems that the rebels from the thirty-six countries in the Western Region have formed a coalition to attack the Protectorate."
One of the soldiers had no choice but to report to Liu Neng with his fists in hand.
"What!"
Liu Neng gasped after hearing this.
"How could this happen? How could such a good person do this?"
Liu Neng gritted his teeth and said: "These guys are really a group of treacherous guys. How can they still have the slightest trace of propriety, justice and shame in their minds? Maybe in their minds, all this is taken for granted?"
"General, please calm down. Right now, they are only besieging but not attacking. The situation has not deteriorated to the point of being out of control."
"Besieging but not attacking? Do you think besieging but not attacking is a good thing? They must know that our city's food reserves are insufficient. They want to consume us alive."
Liu Neng's lungs were about to explode with anger at this moment.
"These guys are simply a bunch of scum with a heart of snakes and scorpions. They didn't even dare to fart when the guardian was here. As soon as the guardian left, all these ghosts and snake gods came out. They are really a bunch of trash who can only pinch the soft persimmons."
Liu Neng sneered and said: "It means that the imperial court lost its head and transferred most of the guards. What's the use of tens of thousands of Anxi troops returning to the Central Plains? They are not just serving as dogs for the kings, grandsons and dignitaries."
"General, please be careful what you say."
"What are you afraid of? The Emperor is so far away today. I don't believe that even though we are tens of thousands of miles away, the Emperor can still hear you."
Liu Neng spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm angrily to vent his anger.
For Liu Neng, it's not that he can't accept failure, it's that he can't accept such a pattern of failure.
If the two sides are evenly matched, they should use their full strength to open up the posture. Then it will be fine if they lose.
But what he couldn't accept was forcing a fight when there was such a huge gap in strength.
What can fighting like this mean? What can fighting like this prove?
Does it prove that the Anxi Army is inferior to these Western Region Allied Forces?
fart!
What was even more frightening was that just as he expected, the Western Region Allied Forces were not willing to fight at all, but instead simply besieged and refused to attack.
If this is the case, the entire Anxi army will face the embarrassing situation of running out of food.
The food in the city is limited, enough to last for three months at most. Even if you only eat one meal a day, it can last for half a year under extreme conditions.
What about half a year later?
What did the soldiers eat?
Moreover, if the soldiers only eat one meal a day and do not have enough to eat, they cannot guarantee their combat effectiveness. It is very likely that the entire city will be destroyed as soon as the enemy charges.
At this moment, Liu Neng's heart was filled with only despair.
He didn't know how things turned out like this, he didn't know why things were developing in this direction, and he didn't know under what circumstances the Anxi Army would have hope.
The most important thing is that even if he wants to withdraw his troops and preserve his vitality, he can't do it now.
He had no other choice but to hold on.
This feeling of being forced into a dead end is truly despairing.
The key thing for Liu Neng is that he can't tell others about the depression and grievance he feels at this moment.
He is a left-behind general. Now that most of the guards are not in Anxi, all decisions must be made by him alone. He must be responsible for the life and death of the 20,000 Anxi army soldiers.
In the past, Liu Neng only had to help Liu Lin, the protector of the capital, and he had never been under such pressure.
This was the first time he was under pressure, and Liu Neng felt that he was about to be crushed by the pressure.
"call"
Taking a long breath, Liu Neng forced himself to calm down.
At this moment, all Liu Neng could do was stay calm.
You must not panic anymore at this time.
Anger and panic will not make the situation any better, it will only make people laugh.
As a general of an army, Liu Neng must be able to stand up at this time and take on his responsibilities.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Anxi Army were looking at him.
"By my general's orders, the entire army is on high alert, and the young men in the city have been summoned as militia, ready to board the tower for reinforcements at any time."
"Got the order!"
The soldiers quickly took the order and went to deliver the order.
For Liu Neng, this is a critical period.
If you can withstand it, you still have a chance.
Once this breath is released, it's all over.
So at this time, everyone in the city must unite as one. Young and strong men must join in the battle to defend the city. They are not fighting for the Anxi Army, but for themselves.
Because once the Anxi Protectorate is lost, no one in the city will survive.
Liu Neng understands the temperament and temperament of these Western Regions bastards very well. They are just a bunch of beasts!
"no no!"
After waking up from his sleep, Liu Lin realized that it was just a dream.
Looking at the bright moon hanging alone in the dark night sky, Liu Lin didn't know what to say for a while.
It was a terrible nightmare for him.
In his dream, he dreamed that a fire broke out in the Anxi Protectorate.
The fire engulfed everything in the city.
Granary, Yamen, Military Camp
All the beautiful things were reduced to ashes in this fire.
Including 20,000 sons of the Anxi Army.
For a moment, Liu Lin felt a chill running down his spine.
How did it become like this?
How could such a good thing become like this?
Liu Lin couldn't believe all this.
I hope it's not true, I hope everything in this dream isn't true.
Yes, everything you see in dreams is the opposite, it must be the opposite.
Liu Lin must not be able to sleep now.
Now he can see those scenes just by closing his eyes.
He could see the soldiers of the Anxi Army roaring and crying hysterically at him, and he could feel the helplessness of the soldiers of the Anxi Army.
So Liu Lin had to grit his teeth, break his teeth and swallow it into his stomach.
At this time, he must stabilize his spirit and his mind.
He is the commander-in-chief of an army, and he cannot panic at this time no matter what.
As long as he doesn't panic, the soldiers won't panic.
If even he panics, then the entire Anxi Army will be completely without a backbone.
No one can replace Liu Lin's role. His role in the Anxi Army is too great.
At this time, he couldn't sleep anyway, so Liu Lin thought about getting up and taking a walk.
The nights on the Gobi Desert are very cold.
The wind blows like a knife, causing severe pain.
It's hard for Liu Lin to describe this feeling. It's like being scratched with a knife, but it's not exactly the same.
"Daduhu?"
A familiar voice sounded behind Liu Lin.
Liu Lin turned his head to look and found that the person standing behind him happened to be Jia Xingwen.
"Jia Xingwen? How could it be you?"
"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to get up and take a walk."
"Oh I got it."
Liu Lin smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that I suddenly had a nightmare. The content of the nightmare was so terrible that I woke up suddenly. I can't sleep here anymore."
"What did the protector dream of?"
As soon as Jia Xingwen said these words, he regretted it a little.
Since it's a nightmare, it's definitely not a good thing.
He was now forcing the Protector to retell the horrific scene he had just dreamed about.
Sure enough, Liu Lin's expression suddenly darkened.
Liu Lin's whole cheek muscles were twitching slightly.
"Uh, the protector of the capital said the wrong thing."
"It doesn't matter."
After struggling and hesitating for a long time, Liu Lin finally sighed and said: "It's the Anxi Army. I dreamed about the Anxi Army."
"Well"
In fact, Jia Xingwen could basically guess it, but when Liu Lin said it from his mouth, he had a completely different feeling.
It seems that no matter it is day or night, no matter what the occasion is, the Anxi Army can never be forgotten.
There is really a deep relationship between Daduhu and Anxijun.
At this moment, all Jia Xingwen can do is to help Da Duhu to achieve the best he can.
Judging from the current situation, Daduhu is still performing very well.
It is extremely difficult for a person to achieve this level despite having inner demons.
As for how far Daduhu can develop in the future, Jia Xingwen doesn't know.
"Protector, if everything goes well, we will be able to reach Anxi in less than a month."
They had been walking for more than ten days after leaving the sandbank. If they calculated carefully, they would be able to reach Anxi in less than a month.
But Anxi is a very broad concept, and sometimes it takes more than half a month to walk from the west to the east.
Therefore, if they only arrived at the eastern boundary of Anxi, it would take more than ten days to reach the Protectorate.
"Logically speaking, I shouldn't be so panicked, but my eyelids have been twitching or I've had nightmares these past few days. If I say there's nothing going on, I don't believe it myself. It's a pity that there are no practitioners here, otherwise we can use the teleportation array to transmit. Just ask.
What's the situation at the Protectorate?"
"Uh, teleportation?"
When Jia Xingwen heard about the teleportation array, he blurted out instinctively.
"Why have you heard of it?"
"Well, when I was in Chang'an before, I saw Zhao Xun begging Taoist Qinglian to use it several times."
Jia Xingwen told the truth.
"The teleportation technique uses a teleportation array to connect. Place the information you want to transmit on it in advance, and then cast a spell to transmit the note thousands of miles away. Although it may look like a thin piece of paper, it can carry a lot of information
Priceless.”
"I know what you are talking about, the general. I am asking you if you know how to use teleportation? By the way, I heard Master Feng say that you are also a practitioner, right?"
Suddenly Liu Lin seemed to suddenly think of something, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Well, I am indeed a practitioner, but"
"Dadu Protector, the cultivation level of my subordinates is really too low. They are only level eight and cannot use the teleportation technique."
When Jia Xingwen said this, he was so ashamed.
For him, the eighth-level cultivation level has not changed for more than ten years.
During this process, Zhao Xun spent less than a year upgrading several levels, which was in sharp contrast to him.
So sometimes cultivation really depends on talent.
Although Zhao Xun entered the industry late and started practicing late, his talent was high, which made up for it a lot.
You should practice as early as possible, and you should practice as early as possible.
Now it seems that this sentence can deceive laymen.
In the eyes of people who really know the business, it is simply a joke.
The most important thing is that many people still believe this, thinking that spiritual practice is really something that can be accomplished through hard work.
Facts have proved that without talent, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless!
Zhao Xun belongs to the kind of person who is rewarded by his master, while Jia Xingwen belongs to the kind of scoundrel who tries his best but still can't get what he wants.
"Oh okay"
Jia Xingwen could notice that the fire burning in Liu Lin's eyes gradually dimmed.
For a moment, he felt very aggrieved.
It is true that he has no talent for spiritual practice, but it is not his fault.
He has done the best he can, and he has tried his best.
But for so many years, he has not even been able to break through to the seventh level. Thinking about it, it is really an extremely sad and pitiful thing.
But what can he do?
"But it doesn't matter, let's hurry up and get on our way. I believe Huangtian will pay off and he will be able to reach the Anxi Protectorate before anything happens."
Liu Lin saw that Jia Xingwen was a little depressed and quickly went back to make up for it.
Zhongnan Mountain, Haoran Academy.
Zhao Xun's mood was somewhat helpless.
After Shan Chang's lengthy narration, he had a much clearer view of life.
Logically speaking, it seems that a clear view of life should be a good thing. But Zhao Xun doesn't see it that way.
In his opinion, a transparent view of life may mean being too realistic.
When a person can see reality, he will feel the real pain.
When a person can feel all the pain, his whole person will be in an absolute state of schizophrenia.
How does the mountain chief keep from going crazy?
Zhao Xun doesn't know.
Maybe the mountain leader has a tolerance that is different from ordinary people, or maybe the mountain leader has a set of adjustment methods that only he knows?
As for what this method is, no one knows yet.
Zhao Xun once tried to ask, but he still swallowed the words.
That's all, the state of being drunk and awake is the most rare thing. If you can see clearly at all times, it will make people feel dizzy and confused.
Zhao Xun is already trying his best to stop making his life miserable.
After all, a person only has one life. After all, a person can only live once.
"Come on, you still have hope, young man."
"Dear me, why did it take you so long to go to the mountain leader's place? I thought there was something unexpected."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan couldn't help but murmured a few words when he saw that Zhao Xun had been away for so long before coming back.
"Haha, Third Senior Brother, I'm going to the mountain chief, so what could happen? Are you still afraid that the mountain chief will eat me?"
"I didn't say that. That's what you said."
Long Qingquan thought to himself that I will not take the blame.
"Haha, I'm kidding. What's wrong, Third Senior Brother, are you hungry?"
Zhao Xun knew that third senior brother Long Qingquan would wander around when he was hungry.
This time is no exception.
Basically, Zhao Xun could tell that Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan was hungry.
“Indeed, I am indeed a little hungry.”
Long Qingquan covered his stomach and screamed. Who could withstand this?
"So, sometimes you still have to eat more. Because you never know how fast you can digest it."
"Well"
Faced with Zhao Xun's half-joking taunt, Long Qingquan could only scratch his head in embarrassment.
"Okay, let me go and make you some midnight snacks. Third brother, how are you?"
"Hahaha, I really have your little junior brother. You are like a roundworm in my stomach. You know whatever I want to say. To be honest, I have always wanted to say this."
"Haha, okay, let's go to the kitchen."
Just after Zhao Xun and Long Qingquan arrived at the kitchen with ease, they saw a figure from behind in the kitchen.
"who!"
Zhao Xun thought to himself, "Good guy, there are thieves in this fine academy. This is great."
As a result, he forced out his true energy illumination, and after taking a closer look, he found that the so-called "thief" was none other than Wangcai.
"Wangcai? Why are you here?"
Zhao Xun couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
"Brother Mingyun, don't blame me. I didn't eat enough during the day, so I came here to see if I could find something to fill my stomach."
"Um"
Zhao Xun was helpless for a moment.
Why is this Wangcai exactly the same as Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan?
Both of them are the kind of people who don't eat well when they eat and only realize they are hungry after eating.
There is simply no one left.
"You don't want to look around here anymore. I happen to be planning to make a late-night snack, so just come with me."
"Ah, really, this is really great!"
For a moment Wangcai felt extremely excited and kept waving his little fists.
"Look how happy I am."
Zhao Xun couldn't laugh or cry for a while.
In his opinion, Wangcai doesn't look like an adult, he clearly looks like a giant baby.
Of course, Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan didn't fare much better either.
It's just that the third senior brother Long Qingquan is better at concealing himself and behaves more elegantly and with a so-called sense of ritual.
"Yeah, let's get started."
Zhao Xun washed his hands and prepared to make supper.
"Brother Mingyun, can I ask one more question, what are you planning to make for supper?"
Faced with Wangcai's inquiry, Zhao Xun instinctively felt a little impatient. He thought to himself, "Good guy, just eat what you want, and you still have to ask so many questions."
The chef has to answer so many questions from you while cooking, which is really exhausting the chef.
"Uh, French fries and croquettes, okay?"
"Wow!"
Wangcai had eaten these two dishes from Zhao Xun, and after hearing this, little stars twinkled in his eyes.
The third senior brother Long Qingquan was much more reserved, but Zhao Xun could still see the third senior brother's joy.
"Ahem, third senior brother, it's still the same as before, you help me cut the potatoes. Wangcai, help me knead the noodles."
The croquettes must be wrapped in bread, so that’s how it’s called.
"okay."
The two responded quickly.
For them, getting started is just a casual thing, but being able to taste delicious food as a result is definitely a great joy in life.
"Oh, people sometimes feel guilty when they eat late night snacks. But it's really hard to feel hungry if you don't eat."
Zhao Xun said to himself.
"If you are proud of your life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. Isn't this a poem you wrote yourself, Brother Mingyun? In this case, just eat it without any regrets. Isn't it just a few kilograms of fat gain?"
What Wangcai said directly made Zhao Xun choke.
Good guy, this Wangcai is really good at last-hitting.
But you are obviously already so fat, so you are not afraid of boiling water.
But Zhao Xun is obviously still a slim waist, does he have to become a big waist because of this?
This is inappropriate.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. After cutting the potato strips, I will fry the French fries first."
Zhao Xun had no intention of arguing with Wangcai on this issue, so he simply let it go.
Zhao Xun walked to the stove in two steps, filled it with oil, and then poured the fries cut by his third brother Long Qingquan into the pot.
But after hearing a stinging sound, the pot began to crackle.
Zhao Xun was very calm and turned around with a shovel to ensure that the fries would not explode into the lake.
Well, just smelling this smell really makes people drool.
Zhao Xun felt that the third senior brother had cut too many potato strips when he cut them, and they would not be enough to eat by then.
Just to make money, you have to eat half of it!
"Well, the color of this potato is very good, golden, just looking at it makes people feel appetizing."
Zhao Xun took out the first portion of French fries and gave it to his third senior brother Long Qingquan to taste as usual.
Because whenever Zhao Xun makes a dish, his third senior brother Long Qingquan will be the first to taste it.
Zhao Xun has long been used to it.
But this time, the situation seemed to have changed. Wangcai suddenly burst out of nowhere, snatched a piece of French fries, put it into his mouth and chewed it deliciously.
good guy
Zhao Xun thought to himself that he was really afraid of comparing himself to others.
Originally, he thought that Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan was already edible enough.
But compared with Wangcai, the third senior brother is really nothing.
What is a top foodie? You will know just by looking at Wangcai.
After Wangcai ate several French fries, his brows suddenly knitted together.
"That's not right. I seem to feel that there is something wrong somewhere."
"Um?"
Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
“The French fries don’t taste right”
Wangcai said while chewing: "Well, it's really a matter of taste."
Well
Zhao Xun was confused for a moment.
Something doesn't taste right
that means
"Damn it, I really wanted to forget to put in the salt."
Zhao Xun patted his head violently as if he suddenly remembered something.
"ah"
Everyone was confused for a while.
It turns out there was no salt.
When I think about it carefully, I really think it is like this.
You can clearly feel it in a dish with or without salt.
This feeling is not obvious only when frying food.
At this moment, Zhao Xun's cheeks were already red.
He was really a little embarrassed.
"I'll go back to the pot again."
Zhao Xun took a deep breath and then continued: "Don't worry, just wait a little longer."
For Zhao Xun, the current situation is already the best result.
If he doesn't get back into business now, his reputation will really be ruined.
"Add salt and a little black pepper"
Zhao Xun kept talking to himself to cover up his embarrassment.
However, this awkward atmosphere still filled the whole room.
Zhao Xun had no choice but to force himself to hum a ditty.
Well, as long as I don't feel embarrassed, then someone else will be embarrassed.
Zhao Xunqiang finished humming a song to himself, um, and then the fried French fries were also finished.
Then Zhao Xun served the food again, and this time he sent the food to Wang Cai and his third senior brother Long Qingquan for them to taste.
"Try it again this time. Will it taste better?"
In fact, Zhao Xun was asking the question knowingly. The taste of French fries with salt and those without salt is simply worlds apart.
By asking this, he was digging a hole for the third senior brother Long Qingquan and Wangcai, so that they would definitely applaud after tasting the French fries this time, and by then they would have forgotten the first time they ate French fries.
It was a time of embarrassment.
Zhao Xun's goal was also achieved.
All I can say is that it was really difficult for Zhao Xun, and he really worked too hard to keep his reputation.
"Well, it tastes good this time."
As expected, Wangcai quickly gave the evaluation that Zhao Xun hoped to receive.
Zhao Xun felt funny when he saw Wang Cai sucking his fingers after eating a French fries.
But this just proves the old saying - a good cook has a pinch of salt.
There's nothing that a handful of salt can't fix, if it can, then give it two handfuls.
Zhao Xun's philosophy of life can be described as simple and crude, and more often than not, he can use details to complete the work to the extreme.
Of course, when making late-night snacks with Wangcai and third senior brother Long Qingquan, we must ensure that there are a variety of varieties.
If it's just French fries, it won't be long before they get bored.
This is not what Zhao Xun wants to see.
A person should still have his own unique skills. Only in this way can he amaze everyone.
And Zhao Xun’s unique skill, the best of all, is croquettes.
Meatballs are definitely a good thing, especially vegetarian meatballs.
Put the meatballs into the boiling oil for a moment, and then you can hear the tingling sound.
This is really an ultimate enjoyment.
Zhao Xun can very well describe how happy this feeling is, but for the moment, this is indeed the most extreme happiness that Zhao Xun can feel.
"La la la la, la la la la, let's start frying the meatballs."
Zhao Xun took advantage of the time when his third brother Long Qingquan and Wang Cai were still thinking about it and brought the noodles that Wang Cai had already prepared, then put the noodles into the pot and started frying them.
A small dumpling comes out as a meatball.
Fried vegetarian meatballs are so simple.
This can even be said to be a home-cooked dish that everyone knows, but Zhao Xun’s secret is the ingredients. Adding some ingredients that others don’t know can give Zhao Xun a different kind of pleasure, and it can also make Zhao Xun’s fried vegetarian meatballs and
Everyone's frying experience is different.
Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan and Wangcai are going to have a feast.
Zhao Xun is a person who never enjoys delicious food blindly, he will share it with his relatives and friends.
Because in his opinion, sharing is the happiest thing in life.
At this moment, Wangcai and his third senior brother, Long Qingquan, were still immersed in the last batch of fries fried by Zhao Xun, but Zhao Xun had already started frying the vegetarian meatballs.
The oil for frying the vegetarian meatballs is very important.
Zhao Xun must use clear oil.
Some people like to use lard when frying meatballs, which Zhao Xun would never accept.
Because he felt that using lard to fry the meatballs would destroy the original taste of the meatballs.
But if you use clear oil, it won't.
Of course, everyone has their own opinions in this regard, and no generalization can be made.
Zhao Xun is just sticking to his own opinion.
Generally speaking, Zhao Xun still feels that deep-fried meatballs are more delicious.
"La la la la, this taste is really amazing."
Zhao Xun could experience a different kind of pleasure at this moment.
The aroma of croquettes is so addictive.
Soon, Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan and Wangcai finished eating French fries.
Their attention immediately turned to the fried vegetarian meatballs!
Good guy!
Zhao Xun thought to himself that these two brothers were really fast at cooking. Zhao Xun had finished the meal before he even tasted the French fries.
He just said that the third senior brother cut the potato strips too short, and it was true!
For a moment, Zhao Xun was helpless.
"It seems that I need to fry more vegetarian meatballs next. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat any."
Zhao Xun helplessly laughed at himself.
"Wow, little junior brother, your butter balls are really mouth-watering. They look great, right?"
Faced with the praise of his third senior brother Long Qingquan, Zhao Xun laughed and said, "I'll tell you after you taste it. I'm afraid I'll fall over."
"No, little junior brother, the food you cook will always be amazing."
"Well"
I have to say that when it comes to sweet mouth, Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan is indeed unique.
At least in this aspect, there is still a gap between Wangcai and him.
It's not that Wangcai doesn't know how to lick, it can only be said that the third senior brother Long Qingquan's performance was so outstanding that Wangcai pales in comparison.
If he were really taken out alone to compare with others, he would still be able to win.
"Yeah, yeah, let me have a taste."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan didn't care about his manners at this moment, and picked up a freshly fried butter ball by gently twisting it with two fingers.
Then he put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
“The taste is amazing”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it smells so good."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan is really a person who likes the new and hates the old.
Just now I was obsessed with French fries, but now I'm looking for a new love.
However, this can also be said to be due to human nature.
People are greedy after all, this is their nature, and nature is hard to change.
As for making money, it's actually not much better.
Third senior brother Long Qingquan can at least pay attention to his eating habits, but he can't make money.
Prosperous wealth is simply a matter of gobbling it up.
Just looking at this state while eating, it is obvious that Wangcai is a higher level foodie.
If Wangcai develops well in the future, he may even have the opportunity to compete with Shan Zhang for top food.
Of course, this is definitely something in the future.
For now, no one can threaten the position of the mountain chief.
The chief of the mountain definitely has an eternal spirit.
"La la la la la, it's so delicious. Brother Mingyun, can you fry more vegetarian meatballs for me every day?"
Wangcai flashed a pair of big Kazilan eyes, blingbling.
"Well"
Zhao Xun didn't know what to say for a while.
It seems a little inappropriate to refuse to make money.
But if he doesn't refuse the wealth, it will give birth to many unrealistic illusions for this silly boy.
So where should we go from here?
Zhao Xun was a little confused for a moment.
"Well, actually it's not impossible. But you can't always ask me to pay, and you have to give me some blood. Aren't we working together to write and publish a book? Can you give me an extra 10% of your share?"
Zhao Xun thought of the method casually, but as soon as the whole method was exported, he was shocked. He waved his hands and said: "This is not possible. 10% is too much. If it is half a percent, we can still consider it."
Zhao Xun held his chin and thought carefully.
"Well, half done, half done."
""
Wangcai was stunned.
In fact, he thought Zhao Xun would not agree, so he said that. Who knew that Zhao Xun actually agreed.
This really made him miss his stride.
"Brother Mingyun, isn't this bad?"
"What's wrong? I think it's really good. Haha"
Zhao Xun got the advantage and behaved well, Wangcai's face suddenly turned ugly.
But what can he do? If he says it out loud, he has to admit it, and the big men will spit on him every time.
"Tsk tsk tsk"
"Okay, if you really don't want to, forget it. I was joking with you just now."
Zhao Xun didn't want to ruin the relationship with this best friend, so he brought the topic back to see how Wangcai would react.
As expected, Wangcai stroked his chest and said, "Brother Mingyun, are you serious? Are you really willing to give up this half of the profit?"
"Of course, this is not as important as our brotherhood."
"Well"
Wangcai let out a long breath, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Brother Mingyun, I am really far behind you. I still have a lot to learn from you."
"Haha, don't tell me that these are not available. Hurry up and eat the fried butter balls. They will be cold soon."
Zhao Xun pointed at the butter balls, then picked one up and put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
With the experience of eating French fries just now, Zhao Xun knew that if he ate slowly, nothing would be left. So he had to eat faster no matter what. If he ate quickly, he would not face being robbed of all the delicious food.
An embarrassing situation. Otherwise, Zhao Xun would be really aggrieved.
Even though these delicacies were all made by himself, he couldn't taste any of them. Isn't that a typical injustice?
Of course, after this attempt, Zhao Xun understood the most basic truth, that is, never underestimate the heart of a foodie.
"These butter balls are really delicious."
Zhao Xun gave his own evaluation.
This is a very objective evaluation without any commerciality or subjectivity.
Zhao Xun would say it was delicious if he thought it was delicious.
If he doesn't think it tastes good, he will directly say it doesn't taste good.
Anyway, these things are kept behind closed doors for the academy disciples to eat and are not sold, so there is no need to think about it so much.
"Hahaha, so, sometimes you still have to think more about it."
"Oh my, little junior brother, your butter balls will definitely be a golden brand in the future, believe me. If you do a good job, I promise to promote it for you."
Zhao Xun didn't know how many times he had heard the words of Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan, and now he just wanted to roll his eyes.
Where can promotion and re-promotion be extended?
I'm afraid you can't even get out of the academy gate, right?
If we really want to talk about promotion, then there is a suitable person here, that is Wangcai.
Wangcai is a business wizard, even a ghost.
With Wang Cai working on the side, Zhao Xun still believes that fried butter balls can go global.
Of course, Zhao Xun still has a very selfish idea, which is to help his third senior brother Long Qingquan make some delicious first-class dishes, and then let his third senior brother Long Qingquan become the real leader of the academy.
In this way, most of the pressure on Zhao Xun's shoulders can be relieved.
But so far, Zhao Xun has not found a dish that is completely suitable for the identity of the third senior brother Long Qingquan.
After all, third senior brother Long Qingquan's cooking style has not yet been formed.
Without a fixed style, it is difficult to find a dish that suits him.
Otherwise, if you randomly find one and place it on the head of Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan, it will be easily seen through.
Don't look at the senior brothers and sisters in the academy who are ignorant of what is going on outside the window and only focus on reading the books of sages. In fact, they don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.
If he underestimated them and allowed Third Brother Long Qingquan to behave, he would probably be exposed on the spot.
By then I'm afraid I won't even have the most basic dignity.
Therefore, Zhao Xun must think carefully before making decisions and must not be too reckless.
If he was really too reckless, he might have tricked the third senior brother as well.
Well, it seems that we need to take a long-term approach.
But in general, Zhao Xun is quite relaxed now. In the future, with three senior brothers as assistant cooks and Wangcai as the drinker, Zhao Xun only needs to control the core aspects of each dish.
This is the life you enjoy
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Zhao Xun slept until he woke up naturally.
Waking up naturally seems easy, but it is the most difficult thing to achieve in the world.
People who can sleep until they wake up naturally, you see, are basically successful people.
Zhao Xun can certainly be considered a successful person now.
In fact, since Zhao Xun opened his boss Xianlong Emperor, he has completely counterattacked and become a successful person.
That refreshing feeling is really difficult to describe in words.
The first thing after waking up is naturally to wash up.
Since Zhao Xun has developed pure natural toothpaste and toothbrush, the whole process of brushing teeth is still very enjoyable.
This is very important to Zhao Xun.
Because this represents the elegance of life and the joy of life.
It is crucial to maintain a sense of joy in life.
If this cannot be achieved, then life is too tiring.
Life cannot be filled to the brim, otherwise there will be no fun at all.
At least so far, Zhao Xun has maintained a considerable degree of freedom.
After getting up, I do yoga and then go for a morning jog next to the bamboo forest.
Now these are Zhao Xun’s fixed items after getting up early every day.
At first glance, it may seem a bit too extravagant, but if you think about it carefully, you only live this once in life, why should you keep yourself in a state of extreme discomfort? Doesn't that mean you feel sorry for yourself?
As a human being, you still have to live a carefree life and live a little more on your own.
During his morning jog, Zhao Xun met his third senior brother, Long Qingquan.
Long Qingquan has also developed the habit of getting up early recently, which was something he would never see before.
Mainly because Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan wanted to make breakfast with Zhao Xun.
If he gets up too late, he won't be able to eat.
To be honest, Zhao Xun didn't wake up too early, probably around nine o'clock. This is his approximate biological clock when he wakes up naturally.
But third senior brother Long Qingquan is completely different.
If Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan woke up naturally, it would be around twelve o'clock anyway.
Good guy, that directly connects morning to noon, so you can have breakfast and lunch directly.
This is no joke, it can put the whole person in a state of extreme depression.
In order to avoid this situation, Zhao Xun still asked his third senior brother Long Qingquan to get up early.
Even though it’s a little painful when you wake up early, it’s still better than the pain of not being able to eat breakfast.
Third senior brother Long Qingquan is a ruthless person, Zhao Xun is very sure of this.
As long as the third senior brother is given a chance, he will definitely become an extremely strong man.
So Zhao Xun is now gradually adjusting the biological clock of the third senior brother.
So far, the results of the adjustment are pretty good.
Although third senior brother Long Qingquan had pains and struggles during this process, overall he still managed to endure it.
Zhao Xun is not a hypocritical person, but he hopes that his third senior brother Long Qingquan can truly achieve what a dragon and a phoenix should be among men.
If a person cannot be self-disciplined and cannot even control his own work and rest time, what hope does he have of reaching the top?
In Zhao Xun's opinion, the reason why third senior brother Long Qingquan has been unable to break through this layer of window paper for so many years has a huge reason to do with himself.
If the third senior brother keeps indulging himself like this, he will never be able to reach the first level in this life.
"Come on, let's make breakfast."
After a morning run, it’s naturally time to make breakfast.
Needless to say, Wangcai must still be sound asleep at this time.
Zhao Xun understands Wangcai's routine very well.
Back when the two were still working together in the Bad People's Yamen, Wangcai was the youngest of the three brothers.
Brother Jia Xingwen, Jia Xingwen, was the first to start, and Zhao Xun was Zhongbuliu. As for Wangcai, he was the last to start.
Every time Wangcai wakes up, he is basically in a state where everyone wants to have lunch, which is similar to the schedule of his third senior brother Long Qingquan some time ago.
However, Zhao Xun had the confidence to forcefully change the schedule of his third senior brother Long Qingquan, but he did not have the confidence to help Wangcai do so.
The main reason is that Wangcai is so angry when he wakes up.
If anyone wakes up Wangcai for no reason, he will really fight for you.
Although Wangcai's own strength is average, what makes him better is his aura of eating you alive.
This is the legendary injury risk that is not high, but extremely insulting.
Zhao Xun was really helpless. How could he stay with such a talented person? There was no one like him.
Of course, many times Zhao Xun would think about how to maintain an absolute routine of work and rest, but later he found that this was impossible.
If the time for getting up and resting was accurate to minutes or seconds, such a life would be too boring.
But one thing you can do is to have a relatively regular schedule.
It is not necessary to know the work and rest time accurately to the minute and second, but the approximate clock can be determined.
In this way, you will find that a person's life rhythm will be very perfect, with basically no flaws.
"Junior brother, what are you preparing for breakfast this morning?"
"Well"
Zhao Xun was stunned and said: "We ate steamed buns yesterday, right? Let's change the taste today. I'll make a bowl of Chaos for everyone."
Chaos is an absolute delight for breakfast.
After taking a sip of that fresh soup, I instantly felt full of energy.
Zhao Xun never exaggerates, but this feeling is really refreshing.
"Well, Chaos is good. Junior brother, what do you need me to do for you?"
"Uh, come and roll the dough."
Zhao Xun originally wanted to let the third senior brother Long Qingquan chop the stuffing. But when he thought that it also involved preparing the fillings, the pressure on the third senior brother was a bit too much, so Zhao Xun temporarily changed the plan.
"Okay, let me roll the dough."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan is quite satisfied with the job of rolling dough.
As long as it's the task of rolling out the dough, it's basically the same every time.
What Long Qingquan hates most is that kind of complicated and confusing work, without any rules to follow.
Of course Zhao Xun was not idle either.
When the third brother is rolling out the dough, he has to prepare the stuffing, chop the stuffing, and make the stuffing.
These are very physically demanding tasks.
Fortunately, Zhao Xun is now a third-level practitioner, so he will basically not lose his physical strength by doing these tasks.
If it had been the time when he had just traveled through time, he would have been half-paralyzed from exhaustion after this set of work.
Therefore, people still need to be motivated and have upward desires.
Once you have these, it is only a matter of time before you become stronger.
Well, thinking about the time, Wangcai should wake up after the pot of chaos is put out of the pot. This little fat guy is quite good at picking the time, and eats the ready-made Meizizi directly after getting up!
Of course, after Zhao Xun had prepared the Chaos stuffing, Third Brother Long Qingquan's Chaos skin was almost ready.
The two of them connected perfectly.
"Alright, Third Senior Brother, let's start packing Chaos."
"Yeah, no problem"
Third senior brother Long Qingquan finished a spoonful of meat filling and was about to put it into the skin. Zhao Xun almost stopped immediately: "Oh, third senior brother, you put too much filling. You can't put in so much filling at once.
"
"Um?"
Long Qingquan was stunned for a moment and said: "Is there any problem with this?"
Zhao Xun just wanted to laugh when he saw it.
He thought to himself that this was not making dumplings, the third senior brother mistook the making of Chaos for making dumplings. This was really too difficult.
"Making chaos is different from making dumplings, Third Senior Brother. Making chaos doesn't require so much filling."
Zhao Xun smiled and said: "About three dozen of the fillings in your hand are enough at one time. If you add more, the taste will be worse and the texture will be worse."
"Uh, really?"
Third senior brother Long Qingquan was shocked when he heard this.
This was the first time he heard that adding too much meat filling would make the Chaos taste worse.
But junior brother Zhao Xun is no ordinary person. He is a leader in the food industry, at least in the academy industry.
So Long Qingquan had no reason to doubt Zhao Xun.
"Okay, then I'll believe you once."
"Um"
Zhao Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
There is one thing that Third Senior Brother is very good about, and that is that he is not strong-minded.
Meeting such a hard-headed guy really makes you want to cry.
Many times people will encounter various complex situations, and specific problems need to be analyzed in detail.
But when you meet someone who wants to discuss things with you, you feel stubborn.
At that time, I really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill me.
"La la la, la la la"
Zhao Xun is good at making dumplings or making chaos.
In short, I like to hum some songs whenever I’m making stuffing.
It doesn’t necessarily have to have any tune, it’s mainly to avoid being too boring and embarrassing.
Third senior brother Long Qingquan is completely different.
Long Qingquan was very silent and calm when he was packing things, like a quiet and beautiful man.
This can only be said to be due to different personal habits, and I cannot comment too much on it.
All in all, all in all.
Zhao Xun still performed quite well.
The next step is to see how the packaged finished product looks like.
Anyway, Zhao Xun's experience is that you must not add too much filling when making Chaos, otherwise the texture of the Chaos will be very different and the skin will break easily.
Once the skin breaks while cooking in the pot, it will be a real disaster.
Thinking about a pot full of fillings and dumpling skins floating on top, the picture is simply not too beautiful.
"Junior brother, how much chaos can we deal with?"
"Well, let's wrap up fifty first."
The reason why Zhao Xun came up with the number fifty Chaos must be reasonable.
Generally speaking, a bowl of Chaos should contain more than a dozen, not too many.
Wangcai is more edible, even if he is twenty.
Therefore, it is only appropriate to prepare about fifty Chaos breakfasts for Zhao Xun, Long Qingquan, and Wangcai.
If Wangcai still hopes to increase, then it depends on him.
After all, for Wangcai, it’s free prostitution, so don’t ask for so much.
"Okay, then I'll give him fifty Chaos."
Soon Zhao Xun and third senior brother Long Qingquan wrapped up the chaos and put it in the pot.
Chaos doesn't take long to cook in one pot, so it starts to come out of the pot not long after.
The cooperation between Zhao Xun and his third senior brother Long Qingquan can be described as flawless.
The two of them worked together perfectly and quickly fished out all fifty Chaos from the pot.
The most perfect thing is that not a single person in this pot of chaos has broken skin, which is simply a miracle.
Zhao Xun took a deep breath and said: "Good guy, I didn't expect to fish out all fifty Chaos at once. This is simply a miracle."
"Hahaha, it seems that you really have your wits about you, little junior brother. It seems that this chaos really can't contain too much stuffing."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan has one thing that is very good, that is, he can listen to advice.
After Zhao Xun dissuaded him, Long Qingquan immediately changed the standard for making Huan Chaos and began to use as little filling as possible.
This point is still very critical.
If the third senior brother Long Qingquan insists on packing a lot of fillings, it will basically overturn.
The current perfect situation is the result of the perfect cooperation between Zhao Xun and his third senior brother Long Qingquan.
Next is the moment to witness the miracle.
Zhao Xun prepared the soup in advance and also prepared a portion for his third senior brother Long Qingquan.
In this way, you basically don’t have to worry about taste issues.
Zhao Xun is quite confident in the soup he made by himself.
Next, it depends on the tasting ability of the third senior brother Long Qingquan.
Long Qingquan picked up a small spoon and dipped a Chaos into the soup, then carefully put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
Tsk tsk tsk, this tastes really good.
Long Qingquan rarely takes the initiative to comment on a dish. He will only boast about it when he really thinks the dish is perfect.
"This Chaos is really delicious. If you eat a bowl of Chaos in the morning, you will start your day full of energy."
Third senior brother Long Qingquan used Zhao Xun's words without hesitation, which made Zhao Xun very embarrassed and speechless.
Fortunately, Wangcai rushed in to save the situation at this time.
"Wow, Brother Mingyun, you are making delicious food here and you didn't even call me. If I had come later, I might not be able to eat it. Wuwuwu."
""
Zhao Xun stared at the pot-bellied Wangcai with a dark look on his face, not knowing what to say.
His heart is filled with wealth and wealth. The most important thing for a person is to have self-awareness.
Now that you have such precise timing control, why don't you just take advantage of it and be good?
"Tsk tsk tsk"
"Is there still a share for me?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Zhao Xun quickly prepared a portion of about 20 pieces of Chaos for Wangcai, and then handed him the seasoning bowl.
Good guy, this is simply a supreme VIP service.
Brother, you need to pay more!
This kind of service can be said to be a service model with extreme beauty.
Basically there is no possibility of any other transcendence.
As expected, Wangcai was very moved and took Huan Chaos from Zhao Xun's hand, and then ate it heartily without raising his head.
"Woohoo, it's really delicious. Woohoo, I have never eaten such a delicious chaos again since Brother Ming Yun. Woohoo"
""
Zhao Xun looked at Wangcai in front of him helplessly, and he thought to himself, brother, is your reaction a bit too much?
Although I know that this chaos is delicious, there is no need for you to act so exaggerated. I just want to be good, brother, that's enough, don't act.
However, Wangcai didn't seem to feel Zhao Xun's inner drama, and still gorged himself on everything.
Anyway, all the words Zhao Xun could think of could be used at this time.
However, Wangcai has no intention of stopping at all.
Then he actually ate all twenty Chaos in one go.
I asked, "Is this a human being?"
Zhao Xun couldn't help but ask himself.
He is really not targeting Wangcai, the main reason is that Wangcai is really delicious.
It's so edible, who can bear it?
Zhao Xun specially prepared the Chaos for him according to the increased amount, but Wangcai still finished it all at once.
"belch"
Wangcai not only ate all twenty Chaos, he even finished the soup after eating, and then burped with satisfaction.
"Brother Mingyun, are there any more?"
Facing Wangcai's harmless smile, Zhao Xun didn't know what to say for a moment.
Prosperous wealth, prosperous wealth, can you be a human being?
Is it so difficult to be a human being?
For a moment, Zhao Xun really didn't know what to do.
"It's gone, it's all gone, not a single piece of Chaos is gone."
Zhao Xun spread his hands, indicating that he had been completely hollowed out.
The prosperity at the moment seems a bit empty.
"Well, that's it, I still owe a little bit."
Zhao Xun thought to himself, you owe a big-headed ghost, I think you deserve a beating!
This brat slept until he naturally couldn't wake up to help, but he just came and ate all the food.
It was fine if he ate it all, but he still felt it was not enough.
Mamma Mia, how can there be such shameless people in this world?
Zhao Xun instantly remembered the animated picture of Zhuge Liang scolding Wang Lang. When used in Wangcai, it really didn't feel inconsistent at all.
"Brother Mingyun, Brother Mingyun?"
The key is that prosperity means no feeling at all, no ability to observe words and emotions.
Although Zhao Xun's expression was extremely silent, he just jumped up and hi.
Zhao Xun was really helpless now.
"No more, it's really gone this time. Wongcai, I'm almost done with it."
"Okay, there will be no more. By the way, brother Mingyun, don't forget to write the manuscript. It's the kind of romance novel you promised me to write."
""
At this moment, being urged to write again, Zhao Xun wished he could fall to the ground.
Mamma Mia, you black-hearted Wangcai, won’t your conscience hurt if you do this?
Zhao Xunqiang calmed himself down.
Don't get angry. Don't get angry under any circumstances at this time. Stay calm. You must stay calm at this time.
Zhao Xun kept telling himself that it was important to stay calm.
If you fall out with Wangcai at this time, it will not look good on anyone.
However, after returning to the room alone, Zhao Xun began to seriously consider writing a novel.
After all, he has really promised Wangcai to start writing novels again, so he must keep his word and keep his word.
Although Wangcai is indeed a bit too much, but one code is the same, and there is no reason for Zhao Xun to overturn at this time.
So Zhao Xun has made the final preparations, and the next step is to start coding.
Coding is not unfamiliar to Zhao Xun. After all, he is a liberal arts student. Coding is his special skill and his way of making a living.
After coming to the world of Dazhou, Zhao Xun also wrote popular books such as Liaozhai.
The reason why I initially chose to write about Liaozhai rather than other genres was because the market dictated it.
In fact, Zhao Xun once conducted in-depth research on the market and found that people in the Zhou world prefer to read so-called fantasy novels.
Maybe it has something to do with the existence of fairies and demons in this world.
So Zhao Xun followed suit and wrote Liaozhai.
Making money is not shabby.
But later Emperor Xianlong broke up with Zhao Xun, and the relationship between the two fell to a freezing point. Zhao Xun's pen name was naturally blocked.
Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Zhao Xun to write novels under the original pen name. Not only is it impossible to write under the original pen name, but he can no longer even write about supernatural themes.
Because it is easy to be recognized by the government.
So Zhao Xun could only choose to retreat and write about love.
To be honest, love-themed novels in this era can only be ranked second in popularity. But there is nothing we can do about it. Who said Zhao Xun can't write about supernatural beings?
Therefore, writing love-themed novels can be said to be a no-brainer.
Next, you have to decide what to write.
Romance of the West Chamber and Dream of Red Mansions are both very good.
But it seems that The West Chamber is more suitable.
Because Dream of Red Mansions is too literary and artistic.
People in this era are still relatively vulgar. If Zhao Xun took out Dream of Red Mansions, it would probably not have the expected effect.
And Jin Ping Mei is too vulgar. Too vulgar is not good either.
The Romance of the West Chamber is somewhere between The Plum in the Plum Blossom and Dream of Red Mansions. It is a genre that is neither too vulgar nor too elegant. It perfectly fits Wangcai’s analysis and positioning of the market.
To be honest, Wangcai still has some strength in this area.
Zhao Xun still has to trust Wangcai's judgment in this regard.
The next step is to start writing the manuscript.
Zhao Xun is extremely familiar with The West Chamber, and it is no exaggeration to say that he can recite it from word to word.
So next, Zhao Xun will try his best to write down all of The West Chamber silently.
After writing it down silently, I divided it into chapters.
After all, Wangcai said before that at least three chapters should be submitted at one time.
Under the condition of ensuring the quantity, Zhao Xun also scored chapters.
This is really a technical task, because the original chapter division method of The West Chamber cannot meet the requirements of making a fortune.
Therefore, Zhao Xun could only divide Zhang Hui into smaller pieces as much as possible.
This can basically meet the requirements for making money.
There was no way, Zhao Xun didn't want to do this, but he was forced by a sinister businessman like Wangcai.
Zhao Xun had no choice but to do this in order to protect his own rights and interests.
Wangcai, Wangcai, I really hope you can think more about me. After all, I can be considered the leader of the alliance now.
Now I don’t just write manuscripts every day.
Of course, Zhao Xun knew that Wangcai couldn't hear these inner dramas he was having now.
But he still had to vent it out.
Because he only feels happy when he vents it out.
Otherwise, he would always feel like there was a big stone stuck in his heart, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
It feels much better to say it, and sure enough!
Zhao Xun immediately started grinding and laying paper.
After brewing some emotions and entering the state, Zhao Xun began to write silently.
He remembered the entire story of The West Chamber verbatim, and writing it down silently was so smooth and hearty.
After that, it depends on how Wangcai performs.
If Wangcai can't make this popular book like The West Chamber a hit, then there must be something wrong with Wangcai's promotion rather than Zhao Xun's writing.
Anxi Protectorate.
Facing the increasing number of enemy troops, Liu Neng, the left-behind general, was in a very bad mood.
He knew that this would eventually come.
But when he saw so many enemy troops, his heart was still extremely heavy.
Why does he have to face so much pressure alone?
Why did he have to endure so much alone?
Liu Neng thought to himself that if most of them were there to protect them, these guys would not dare to be so arrogant.
Of course, if the opponent just besieges but does not attack, it is relatively easy to accept the result.
Because if the other party just besieges but does not attack, at least they will not have to face death.
They won't die anytime soon.
And if a war breaks out, everything will be difficult to predict.
Missing arrows are blind, and once they are shot by a stray arrow, they are likely to be injured or even killed.
When facing the enemy, it is crucial to maintain absolute calm.
Liu Neng's order now is that all young and strong men in the city who are over 16 years old and under 60 years old must go to the top of the city to help defend the city.
At first glance, this may sound cruel, but there is nothing you can do about it.
If he had his way, Liu Neng would not let ordinary people join the army to fight against foreign enemies.
Now Anxi's army is seriously short of manpower, with less than 20,000 soldiers.
Although Liu could not get the exact number of enemy troops, he could roughly infer from such a quick glance that the number of enemy troops was far more than 100,000.
Basically, as long as the siege side reaches four times the number of troops of the defending side, they can steadily defeat the opponent.
At present, it seems that they have definitely exceeded this ratio.
Therefore, Liu Neng could only recruit all the young men in the city. These young men may not have fighting experience, but they could help carry the equipment for defending the city and throw rolling logs and rocks under the city wall.
This can effectively block the enemy and ensure to the greatest extent that the enemy cannot attack the city.
Everything must be prepared for a rainy day, because by the time the war actually begins, it will be too late.
Liu Neng did not want any civilians to die, but he knew that death was inevitable in this war.
Facing fierce enemy forces, death is inevitable.
But he will do his best to protect this city, not only for the glory of the Anxi Army, but also for the people of this city and the fellow citizens of this city.
People still have to be responsible, even when facing desperate situations.
What's more, the sea he is in now is not a desperate situation.
Somehow, Liu Neng had a feeling that the Great Protector would definitely lead his troops to rescue him. He would definitely be able to wait until the day when the Protector came.
The moment the Great Protector arrived at the Anxi Protectorate, it was time for them to blow the counterattack horn and engage in a decisive battle with the enemy.
Of course, they have to endure it until then.
Before that, Liu Neng had to put his tail between his legs and be a good man, and he had to endure it again and again.
At this time, if he goes out of the city to fight, he will basically be dead. Only by holding on to the city and not leaving, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Although the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions have a large number of people, because they are a coalition, there are inconsistent orders and inconsistent opinions.
The military of every country will not willingly serve as the vanguard.
So this is an opportunity for Liu Neng and the army staying in Anxi.
They must make full use of this opportunity to make a big fuss, and they must understand that only by doing this can they guarantee to defend the city.
As for when the Protector-General will arrive with reinforcements, no one knows, not even Liu Neng.
Maybe a month, maybe three months, maybe half a year
But Liu Neng just believed that the Great Protector would definitely come.
Even for such a thought, Liu Neng would grit his teeth and persevere until the end.
None of the soldiers in the Anxi Army is a coward, none of the brothers in the Anxi Army is a coward, and none of the men in the Anxi Army are weak.
They are the strongest warriors, they are the bravest soldiers.
They will not frown when facing the enemy or facing death.
Because they know that they must protect what is worth protecting
"Finally it's almost here."
Despite the long journey, Liu Lin did not feel tired.
Because he knew that they were getting closer to the Anxi Protectorate.
This can definitely be considered good news.
Because their long journey over the past month and all the hardships they went through after leaving Shazhou City were finally going to pay off.
They traveled all the way tirelessly in order to reach the Anxi Protectorate as soon as possible one day.
After arriving at the Anxi Protectorate, they were able to join the remaining defenders.
At that time, they can get together happily.
Liu Lin still remembered Liu Neng and the brothers who stayed at the Protectorate, and he had never forgotten them.
Being able to reunite with his brothers is an important motivation for Liu Lin to continue marching.
This is the third time Liu Lin has returned to the Western Regions.
Different from the previous two times, this time Liu Lin vowed to completely regain the Western Region.
The Thirty-six Kingdoms of the Western Regions?
Those who are willing to get close to the Anxi Army will be given preferential treatment by the Anxi Army.
Those who oppose the Anxi Army, the Anxi Army will use their fists to tell them who is the king of the Western Regions.
Liu Lin led his troops back to the Western Regions this time not to prove how powerful he was, he just wanted to get back what he had lost by relying on his own strength.
It is not satisfactory to achieve this, but Liu Lin will make great efforts for this.
Liu Lin knew that he had to give his all to have a chance to achieve this.
But he has no regrets.
Because he is an Anxi soldier.
"The Protector-General, a hundred miles ahead should be the Protector-General's Mansion."
Jia Xingwen analyzed it while looking at the map.
Reading the map was still the method Zhao Xun gave him.
Jia Xingwen has always preferred to use guides.
But Zhao Xun told him that maps are sometimes more accurate. Even experienced guides may get lost, but maps will not make mistakes.
"Well, that's great. I'm ordering the whole army to speed up and try to reach the Protectorate before sunset today."
An urgent march of one hundred miles was not a difficult task for the Anxi Army.
If you try your best to catch up, you can hope to arrive at the Protectorate before sunset.
Liu Lin felt extremely proud for a moment, and he believed that the soldiers would also be filled with joy.
Everything is coming back, everything is really going to come back.
The Anxi Army is the guardian of the Western Region and the foundation of the Western Region