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Chapter 22 022: The Secret of the Diary
It has been a month since Damu went to find Tianhexian, and he said hello to Maha before.

He said that he might not come to the back kitchen, but Maha didn't say much after he found out.

After Damu left, he came back to rectify and wash in the first few days.

Gradually, the interval became longer and longer, and this time it had been more than twelve days since I came back last time.

During this period of time, Red's business is very good, and the newly invented flower rice has become the top brand, and it is already necessary to ask someone to go out to pick flowers.

On the other hand, Maha faced difficulties, because it took longer and longer for Damu to come back, and there were not many seasonings left in the kitchen.

There is really no way, the taste of the seasoning brought by Damu will definitely be a lot worse.

Ma Qi anxiously entered the kitchen for the third time today and asked, "How many more dishes can you cook?"

"Five more, don't take any more orders!" Maha said helplessly.

"But I have eighteen bills on hand! Where did Damu go!" Ma Qi said helplessly.

"Mom, find someone to repair the entire cabinet and restore the locks. Let's just say that Chi Hong is sick, so please take a week off." Maha thought about it.

"Understood, is there anything else I need to do?" Ma Qi asked again.

"Investigate and see who can know where Damu went in the end." Maha finished speaking and stared at the chopping board in a daze.

Ma Qi put down the list at hand, walked out from the kitchen, stood in the hall and bowed to the old customers and new faces.

Everyone was at a loss, looking at Ma Qi: "Miss Boss, what are you doing?"

Ma Qi said helplessly: "Recently, Chi Hong got sick and may have to rest for a week. If you haven't eaten food today, you can bring my handwritten list next time for free. I'm really sorry!"

"Sick? This..."

"Your body is important! There is nothing you can do."

"Can you provide ordinary dishes? Aren't Damu and your son Maha helping the cook?"

Ma Qi bowed helplessly and handed out the handwritten slip: "I asked them to take care of Chi Hong, and now they only provide snacks and beer."

Ma Qi knew that she would offend people like this, but there was really no other way now.

The guests who didn't eat left, and the guests who were eating also left.

There were only a few people left who wanted to drink, but there were really not many people.

Ma Qi was finally free, and beckoned to the waitress beside her and said in a low voice, "Let the sisters from the slums gather quickly, there is an urgent meeting to be held."

The waitress went to the slum through the red back door, and Ma Qi went to the kitchen, but did not go in and stood at the door and shouted: "Son, the business has been rejected. I will contact Damu right away, don't worry. "

"Understood, Mom!" After Maha replied, he continued to be in a daze in front of the stove.

Only two situations can happen, either something happened to Damu, or Damu ran away.

And it is very simple to verify these two conditions, it cannot be simpler.

Maha looked at the cabinet not far away, grabbed the kitchen knife, stepped forward and knocked on the cabinet.

Three times, five times and two times, the whole cabinet was deformed.

Open the entire wooden door, and seven helmets are neatly stacked inside.

If the things are still there, it means that Damu didn't run away.

Since he didn't run, something must have happened.

Maha wanted to close the cabinet, but found that the cabinet was smashed by himself and could not be closed at all.

Reluctantly, Damu said that it is not allowed to move. In this case, even if the wooden door is replaced with a new one, it will be discovered.

Maha thought for a while. Anyway, the follow-up kitchen will be closed for at least a week because of Chi’s false illness. If Damu comes back, it’s better to say that Ma Qi renovates the kitchen. It’s too late for him to find out that his mother broke open the cabinet, but he took it out immediately. placed alone.

Thinking of this, Maha took out seven helmets stacked together.

What Maha didn't expect was that there were seven booklets at the bottom of the helmet.

Maha picked up a copy, which only had a yellow star logo on it.

Maha tried to open it and looked carefully.

Maha couldn't understand the text on it. Maha was illiterate, so it must be Huang Xing's writing, seven people and seven books. Obviously, this should be something similar to battlefield notes.

Ma Ha took the helmet and notebook and planned to go home to study, so he went to the front desk and said to Ma Qi, "Mom, find me a teacher who understands Huangxing characters."

After Chihong came out, Chise Hotel has made some money over the years, so it is not difficult to invite someone to come.

That night, someone was invited, a handful of senior philology teachers, he was from Red Star, and he had been a friendship ambassador for Yellow Star when he was young.

Maha also made up a story for himself, and said to the teacher: "Teacher, I invited you here to ask for your help. Do you know my mother, who paid you to come here. But my biological father is I don't know who, but one thing is clear now. There are seven soldiers with yellow stars, one of them may be my father. This thing is right, it should be the log of the army, right? Can you help me translate all of them and read them to me? Not a problem. I just want to see if the other party has mentioned my mother, or similar clues."

After the teacher finished listening, he looked at Maha: "Do you have to read all of them? My price is very expensive."

"It will delay you for two hours every night. When you finish reading, it counts. You just read, and I will record it in my head." Maha said helplessly.

"Is this too much? The eyes will be blind." The teacher squinted his wrinkled eyes and rolled them casually.

"Double!" Maha said hastily.

The teacher was stunned: "This..."

"Three times!" Maha said again.

The teacher smiled cheerfully and said, "I'm not doing it for money, I really want to help you find your father."

Maha smiled, the Red Hotel is indeed like a nouveau riche after getting rich.

On the first day, the teacher flipped through roughly and found two empty notebooks.

One only changed the date and repeated the content of the first day infinitely, and the other didn't write any more after writing the beginning.

Among them, the soldier who only wrote the beginning is called Damu, which makes Maha a little disappointed. If anyone is the easiest to tell the formula, then it must be Damu's own notes.

But Maha still didn't give up, and he finished listening to all the books.

The teacher who took the money didn't dare to be negligent. Five days passed, and he described all the five diaries with words written without reservation.

After the teacher finished speaking, he handed all the books back: "Five of the seven books have content, and they all describe the same duty work and know each other, because they all belong to the same Corps. It is mentioned in the article that there are three old friends, but the description It's not in line with your mother, I'm sorry I didn't help you, I can only take half of this money, and return the rest to you."

The teacher obviously blamed himself, but Maha shook his head: "What should be yours is yours, so shall I send you away?"

"Then, thank you." The teacher left the hotel with satisfaction.

Maha smiled. Indeed, after listening to all five books, it seemed disorganized. Five perspectives described the daily life of guards.

But even with such meaningless content, Maha still found clues.

A group of seven people, a captain named Lalufa, and the remaining six are team members.Among them, Oki is the military cook, as well as military doctors, scouts, commandos, tactical commanders, map planners and gun soldiers.

This was the specific arrangement of Huang Xing's entire formation. Among them, the military chef Da Mu and the tactical commander disliked keeping diaries the most.

Of the remaining five people, two were simply recording, but three were very serious, namely the captain, the scout and the military doctor.

It may be the relationship between the three people's work, and they all have their own talents in writing, among which the military doctor is a chatterbox.

And the last person the teacher finished talking about today was the military doctor, and this chatterbox military doctor also exposed what the secret recipe of the seasoning was.

Among them is a passage read by the teacher. Oki borrowed some of the tools for grinding pills from the military doctor several times because the tools at hand were not easy to use.They are the stone mortars used to grind the medicinal leaves and roots respectively. During this period, the two had conflicts.

The reason is that once after the food was eaten, the assaulter said that he had a stomachache, and everyone was so angry after that. After a long period of research, the military doctor suspected that Damu secretly used the stone mortar and did not report it. Wash the inside and outside at least three times to ensure that the drug will not remain.So making the seasoning without washing it this time is the reason why the assault hand has a stomach ache.But Oki refuted it, and it was after that time that the two had conflicts.The resolution of the conflict was that the captain applied for supplies and asked the military doctor to prescribe an additional stone mortar and stone stick for Damu.

And in this section, the military doctor made a complaint and wrote it in his diary, that is, why did he use a stone when he obviously had a wooden mortar.Compared with those plants, stones are more labor-saving.

This is the most important news I got after spending a lot of money hiring a translation teacher for five days!In the military, doctors are associated with cooks.The process of making a seasoning is very similar to the process of a doctor making a pill.It's just that one is a stone mortar and the other is a wooden mortar.In order to save labor, Damu likes to use stone mortars.

At this point, Maha also has a research direction.

I ran to the kitchen in the middle of the night, and strenuously hung a layer of seasoning residue the size of a little finger in the seasoning jar that was completely bottomed out.

After wrapping it carefully, I waited until dawn the next day and ran to clinics one by one.

In the evening, Ma Qi reported the situation, saying that none of her people knew where Da Mu was.No one has seen him, and the last person who saw him was half a month ago.

But Maha lost interest in Damu's affairs instead, and went out to the clinic early in the morning.

The doctor in the clinic saw Maha coming to see him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Maha said embarrassingly: "The elderly in the family have intractable diseases, and the barefoot doctor prescribed the medicine. If you want to eat it again, the other party can't find it. So can you help me to find out? What kind of plant is this?"

The doctors all said at first: "Whoever prescribed the medicine will go to him! If you really want to cure the disease, the old man at home will bring it, and I will prescribe the medicine again."

Seeing Maha take out a thick bag of gold coins, he lowered his head confidently, dipped his finger a little, sniffed it and said he didn't know.

In one morning, all thirteen pharmacies and clinics had finished asking, almost the same explanation, almost the same payment, but none of the doctors knew what it was.

In the afternoon, Maha changed his target and asked if there were any doctors from Blue Star or Yellow Star. He did find three or four doctors, but he also said that he didn't know what the herbal medicine in Maha's hand was.

Just when Maha was about to give up and felt that this road might not work.

The last doctor tasted it and said with a smirk: "I've used your thing before, but it's used by some old man. The black market next door, find a man named Kaku, he has what you want!"

According to the request of the other party, Maha went to the black market that he had never been to.

The black market belongs to the three-way zone, which is located in a small alley in the downtown area.

Security personnel never patrol around this place, and there are many strange illegal construction items sold in this whole dark alley.They're all smuggled from other planets, and there's just about anything weird.

Maha went in with the money and asked who Kaku was along the way.

Finally, he was caught in front of a thin man. The man was Kaku. Although he was thin, his body was straight and firm. Maha's first reaction was that the other party must also be a sequela from the army.

Maha repeated the previous routine again.

Maha glanced at it, and said without even trying it: "You have been deceived, this is chili powder, and it is not good for curing diseases! If you are making up stories with me to treat your own stuff, I am here There is chili oil! The effect is even better, and it is not too much to apply it on that thing a few times a night."

Maha watched the other party take out a jar, which contained a jar of red oil.

Try sticking a little bit of your little finger in your mouth and try it. It is exactly the same as the seasoning made by Damu, and even the taste is better after changing from powder to oil.

Ma Ha immediately took out a handful of gold dollars from his pocket, knowing that big money would cause trouble in the black market.Sneaking close to the man, he stuffed the money under his robe: "This money is for you, can you tell me what kind of plant this medicinal powder is?"

Kaku shook his head: "Medicine powder? This thing is not used as medicine, it can't cure anything, and it will be counterproductive if used too much."

"It's not medicine? Then how do you know about it?" Maha asked again.

"I used to be a yellow star's military cook, and then I broke a leg. If I don't get the hero medal, I will be laughed at when I go back, so I came to this place secretly. This is the red strip that dragon pepper, yellow star and red star have Plants, yellow stars are all sand, only this thing grows happily, and it is yellow. The sun here is not so big, it is red. This thing has no medicinal value, so doctors don’t know it, only the cook knows it. Look For the sake of what you have given me, I will tell you quietly that if you use this thing too much, that thing will be useless." Kaku sneered and opened his robe first, revealing his half-leg without feet.

For military chefs, the seasoning is their own life.But for another guy who has given up being a chef and lost hope in the world, that's something to talk about casually.Not even for cooking, but for something that looks more useful.

This thing is not a medicine, it treats the disease.This is the truth, and Maha talked with this Kaku for a long time.

I finally understand what's going on. After the dragon pepper is dried and ground into powder, it becomes chili powder. When it is chopped and stirred with animal fat, it becomes chili oil.Qualified military cooks will bring chili oil to enhance the flavor. Only border guards and guards who have not been supplied for a long time will dry it and grind it into powder for easy portability, and then use chili powder.

With everything figured out, Maha picked a bunch on the way home.

After drying, the ground is really chili powder.

He solved the biggest secret of Huang Xing's army cook by himself, so what happened to the sweetness of the red star and the umami of the blue star on his side?

Knowing how Oki created the spicy seasoning of chili, Maha felt that he had stood on the sixth level of a chef.

Maha and Damu figured it out, and they also stood at the same angle, because they knew that there were many yellow star dragon peppers, so they used dragon peppers!So what is the most portable and most portable between Blue Star and its own Red Star?
(End of this chapter)