Author: Ging Le

Chapters 31-32 have been significantly revised. I was in a bad state yesterday, so I re-wrote it. Thanks for your hard work, please check it out~

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After returning to Shangshiji, Jing Zhao calmly went to the kitchen and cooked a delicious meal for everyone. Before the war, how could he not eat enough?

After finishing this meal, he had just over 500 good review coupons in his hand.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the second phase of the mission.]

[Ding, system reward: health*180 days, medicine jar*1, congratulations to the host for opening the seasoning panel. 】

Jing Zhao: 180 days?? System, what do you need me for? 500 praise coupons exchange for half a year of life?

[System prompt: The health value obtained by the host is cumulative. Since it takes 5 days for the host to complete the second phase of the task, the original health value remains at 25 days, and the current cumulative health value is 205 days.]

Cumulative?

Jing Zhao's eyelids twitched. If I save enough life points, wouldn't I be able to achieve immortality one day?

Qin Shihuang's unfulfilled wish will come true with me, Gu Jingzhao?!

【This is the theory.】

[Start the third phase of the mission and get 2,000 praise coupons.]

Jing Zhao is full of energy at the moment, you know that is immortality! The goal that many people have been pursuing for thousands of years will eventually be an illusion. If he achieves it, then the name Gu Jingzhao will be immortal and famous throughout history.

Got it!

Not to mention two thousand good review coupons, he can get even twenty thousand!

[The host is sure to increase the target value to 20,000 praise coupons?]

Jing Zhao: ...I didn’t, I’m not, don’t talk nonsense.

Jing Zhao: Kiss the system baby and say goodbye. I have no doubts.

[System: The host hates me. When something goes wrong, I call you to kiss my baby. When nothing happens, I call the system.]

System was full of displeasure from head to toe. After snorting at Jing Zhao, he stopped talking to him.

Jing Zhao: The system is very angry and the consequences will be serious. I’m asking you online what to do. It’s urgent!

【Ding!】

After a beep, the originally locked condiment panel unlocked instantly.

Jing Zhao looked around:

Salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence; star anise, grass fruits, bay leaves are all available; Jing Zhao scrolled down, even imported products such as mustard and curry are also available.

Jing Zhao thought with joy that if he cooked with these ingredients, he would not be able to become a god directly in Da Qin!

Suddenly, he saw two good things-chili and pepper!

Jing Zhao thought about the guys he was going to deal with tonight, and then looked at the hot peppers and peppers on the panel, and an idea to seek money and murder was born!

Jing Zhao spent 10 praise coupons and exchanged them for 50 kilograms each. He specially mixed them into extra spicy devil peppers. Jing Zhao boiled a large pot of water, peppers, ginger, and garlic and threw them in, making the water red.

After it was clear, Jing Zhao added two tablespoons of salt to the water.

Jing Zhaoguang couldn't help but choke on the pot of water and his nose was filled with tears. He rushed directly from the kitchen to the yard.

Shandan's tribesmen in the front hall heard the noise and rushed over immediately.

"My dear friend, what's wrong with you? When did you cry so sadly?" The man helped Jing Zhao sit down beside Xiao Mo and handed him a handkerchief.

Jing Zhao calmed down for a while, drank some more water, and finally calmed down his breathing.

"I am..." Jing Zhao paused mid-sentence. Chili peppers were imported products brought back by Zheng He from the Ming Dynasty's voyages to the West. They did not exist in this era.

The moment he stopped, he looked at the clear and blank expressions of the people in front of him.

Jing Zhao suddenly had a bad idea.

"I have a pot of red soup boiling on the stove in the kitchen. Can any of you help me scoop out the soup?"

A man who had no idea about the power of chili pepper stepped forward bravely and patted his chest to assure Jing Zhao, "My benefactor, let me go!"

Jing Zhao gently patted his shoulder, "Go ahead, go ahead."

As soon as the man entered the door, loud sneezing and coughing sounds spread throughout the yard.

"What's wrong with him?" Someone was puzzled and curiously poked his head towards the kitchen: "How about I go take a look."

Jing Zhao encouraged: "Go ahead, go ahead."

Instantly, the sneezes and coughs doubled in volume.

Several other people couldn't hide their curiosity and squatted at the door of the kitchen, wanting to find out.

"Are you okay? What's going on inside?" When he asked this question, he was responded to by coughing and sneezing one after another.

Jing Zhao became more playful, turned around and lay on the mill, and said to several people: "How about you all go and take a look?"

Several people were doubtful and curious, but in the end they firmly believed that Jing Zhao would not harm them! So they rushed in one by one and bravely rushed in.

A second later, sneezes sounded one after another, and the sound was so loud that it almost knocked off the roof of his kitchen.

Jing Zhao laughed unkindly, laughing so hard that he almost fell off the grindstone.

At this time, a weak voice suddenly came from the wall.

"Mr. Gu."

As soon as Jing Zhao looked up, he saw An Nanhuai's handsome little face. He was stepping on the old poplar tree at the entrance of Shangshiji and lying on the wall.

Although he was tall, he was very thin. After climbing up the poplar tree, no one could notice that there was a child there.

Jing Zhao hurriedly got up and walked over, found a basket and stepped on it to bring An Nanhuai in.

"Why don't you go through the gate? It's so dangerous to climb the wall." Jing Zhao dusted him off.

Jing Zhao always liked this child, "Let's go, Uncle Gu will prepare something delicious for you." As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered the busy kitchen at the moment, and immediately paused:

"I'll cook for you in a while."

"Mr. Gu, I don't want to eat." An Nanhuai looked at Jing Zhao seriously, "I came to see you on business."

Jing Zhao sat upright, "What's wrong?"

"The clan leader and the priest are going to attack you and your friends tonight. The clan leader has returned to Shangxi to gather the village soldiers. The priest sent out the Feiyun Arrow to gather the priests from Sanshan, Quanjun, Jianzhou, and the three counties and seven villages.

, there are hundreds of people at least. It is impossible for you alone to defeat so many people."

An Nanhuai continued: "Mr. Gu, you are the messenger of the gods, and the witch is also the messenger of the gods. But after the locust plague, the witch never prayed to the gods. Instead, he forced us to pay this month's tribute. If we don't pay the food, we will have to pay the tribute.

Take boys and girls as life sacrifices.

But you are different from them. The happiness and stability you brought to Xiaxi allowed us all to eat and no longer have to go hungry. If there is a god in this world, I only want to believe that this god is you."

Jing Zhao felt sad at what An Nanhuai said. Good boy, if you know how to speak, just say more.

An Nanhuai said: "Mr. Gu, let me help you."

Jing Zhao paused for a moment, then stood up immediately after reacting: "No!"

He refused categorically.

"You were born in Xiaxi, so you are originally from Xiaxi. Your parents and relatives also live here. If you have something wrong with you, how can your parents feel at ease!"

"No." An Nanhuai said in a deep voice, his face showing a maturity that was inconsistent with his age.

He spoke slowly and slowly: "Not just me, but the entire Xiaxi will unite with you."
Chapter completed!