Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1207 Goodbye Chef Ding
  Songhai City, gate.

Under the towering city wall, two different long dragons spread out, one side was people, the other side was carriages and horses.

These are the people waiting to enter the city.

Just as everyone was agonizingly waiting to line up to enter the city, a group of guards came over and forcibly dispersed the people queuing up, freeing up a direct road into the city.

Some of these people who were dispersed looked angry and dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to say it. Some seemed to be used to it and just sighed a little.

The reason for this situation is actually very simple, that is, a big shot is coming to the city.

People must not be stuck in this miserable queue. The road must be cleared for passage.

Of course, those who can enjoy this kind of treatment are the most powerful and powerful people in the empire. Ordinary noble courtiers, wealthy businessmen and wealthy businessmen are not eligible - those people who have been driven aside There are many such characters here.

Those who have become accustomed to it have encountered this situation more than once, so they know that there is no point in getting angry.

After the guards cleared the road, they lined up on both sides, but the big shot who was about to enter the city hadn't even appeared yet.

A small number of knowledgeable onlookers saw this scene and immediately guessed that the big shot who jumped in line this time probably had a special background.

This shows that the officials guarding the city cleared the road before anyone arrived.

The only people who can make them serve them so diligently are the central ministers from the capital.

After waiting for nearly two-quarters of an hour, a luxuriously decorated carriage with obvious traces of mechanical modifications arrived belatedly, led by a team of elite cavalry.

After the carriage completely entered the city, the guards outside the city dispersed, allowing those entering the city who had been waiting for a long time to start queuing up again.

Although they waited for less than half an hour, they were not without success. At least most of the people who continued to wait at this city gate were reduced. Those who were unwilling to wait basically turned around and entered the city through other gates. The remaining ones were Most of them are not in a hurry and like to watch the excitement.

More than an hour later, it was almost noon, and the sun had shifted to the south.

Two men, brightly dressed and handsome in appearance, each rode a horse and entered the city from the city gate, which had been completely restored to normal order, under the watchful eyes of many passers-by.

"Sir, shall we go directly to the General's Mansion now?" Mo Ya rides a pure white horse, and with his flying black feathers, it can be said to be extremely eye-catching.

As a spy chief, Mo Ya obviously doesn't like being in the limelight, but his boss insists on asking him to ride a white horse, saying it's for symmetry...

Gu Xun beside him was wearing a white robe and riding a solid black horse.

Looking up at the sky, Gu Xun looked around and waved his hand, "Why are you in such a hurry to go to the General's Mansion? Fusu is not here...eat first!"

After speaking, Gu Xun shook the reins and urged the horse to walk slowly forward.

Mo Ya would not refute the boss's intention and immediately followed him obediently.

As for what Gu Xun said about Fusu's absence... it was a mistake.

Although Fusu was sent by Ying Zheng to go to Songhai early, to this day, the government city is gone and others have not arrived yet.

I don’t blame him for walking slowly, it’s mainly because he has too many things to do.

He had two main responsibilities during this trip eastward. One was to monitor the completion status of the mirage project, and the other was to prepare in advance for his father's eastward tour.

Needless to say more about the former, we will talk about it after we get Songhai, but the latter involves far more than just Songhai City.

Along the way from Xianyang to Qilu, he had to visit most of the large cities along the way. The delay ranged from three to five days. You can imagine the speed of the journey.

Anyone lying on the ground would be faster than him!

So much so that Gu Xun had already arrived at Songhai, but it would take several more days for Fusu to arrive.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, there were not many cities that were eligible to be included in Ying Zheng's eastward patrol. Otherwise, Fusu would have spent more than half a month on the road.

………………

Songhai City, outside an inn.

Gu Xun stopped his horse and stopped under the plaque of Youjian Inn, looked up at these four words, then tilted his head and said to Mo Ya:

“Just have a meal here!”

"There is an inn..." Mo Ya recited the name of the inn in a low voice, and then asked in a low voice with a smile, "Sir, do you have any deep meaning in choosing this place?"

"My subordinates remember that Liusha's intelligence shows that this inn is not simple."

"Ho ho." Gu Xun turned over and dismounted and replied with a smile, "Of course it's not simple. Let's not talk about anything else. Just the cooking skills of this boss are quite extraordinary."

"But you don't have to think too much, I'm just here to have a meal, there's nothing else... you don't need to worry about."

"I understand." Mo Ya, who dismounted, nodded naturally.

The two entered the inn one after the other.

This inn is no longer the same as Gu Xun remembered.

The originally cramped first floor has now turned into an entire spacious hall, with tables and desks lined up at equal intervals on the left and right sides.

At the end of the hall is a loose staircase that leads to the second floor, which is connected to the first floor. A small door is vaguely visible behind the staircase.

The counter that was once located at the door is now completely gone.

At first glance, the quality has improved a lot compared to the past, and it seems to be a restaurant business.

At this time, no one could be seen in the lobby. Gu Xun found a nearby table to sit down, and then shouted:

"Is the shopkeeper here!? The shopkeeper is here!"

"Hey, hey, hey...it's coming, it's coming!"

A thick and honest voice came from the back of the hall. Within a few breaths, the small door was pushed open, and the slightly fat figure of Chef Ding walked in from the door.

Not knowing the situation, he just thought it was an ordinary customer who came to the door. With a smile on his face, he greeted warmly:
  "The guest is staying..." After Cook Ding saw clearly who the guest was, he froze instantly and held back what he had not finished.

The national teacher Gu Xun! ! !

These four words popped out of Cook Ding's mind immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a great sense of fear came into his heart, making him hold his breath unconsciously. In fact, Fatty Ding's psychological quality is quite strong, otherwise he would not be responsible for the Mohist family's hidden contact point alone, but Gu Xun is a nightmare for him - because of that acquaintance that year.

After Gu Xun left, the more Chef Ding thought about his behavior at Youjian Inn, the more he felt that he had been seen through.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. The more I feel that something is wrong, the more I worry that something will happen to me. The more I worry about something happening, the more I think...

This formed a perfect closed loop, which frightened him for a long time. It was not until he later learned that Liusha and the Mo family had formed a cooperative relationship that he finally returned to normal.

But the situation did not remain stable. Within a few years, Jing Ke died at the hands of Gu Xun, and the relationship between Liusha and the Mohist family completely collapsed.

This made Chef Ding unconsciously recall the past, and he was troubled for a long time.

After going back and forth like this, he was deeply impressed by Gu Xun.

Today, this terrifying, nightmarish enemy appeared in front of him again, and it was understandable that it brought him shock and fear.

It took almost all of Cook Ding's strength to control his expression from becoming distorted and barely maintain his composure.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, forced the corners of his mouth to form a smile, and continued what he had not finished... although the pause in the middle was already quite obvious.

"...Store, or eating?"

Gu Xun tapped his fingers regularly on the table. He looked at Cook Ding with a half-smile and asked, "The shopkeeper seems a little... panicked?"

"Hey, no way!" Pao Ding also lived up to his status as a half-intelligence agent. As soon as Gu Xun said a few words, he initially adjusted his emotions, showed a relatively natural and honest smile, reached out and scratched the back of his head and said, "It's just Suddenly I saw a big shot like you, the Imperial Preceptor, and how could I not be afraid? If the reception... was not good, my... how do you say that word... I would have to die ten thousand times for my sin. !”

"Oh!" Gu Xun grinned, "Master Cook Ding still recognizes me?"

"Of course!" Seeing that the situation didn't seem to get worse, Cook Ding became more calm and natural, and the smile on his lips became brighter, "I'll probably only meet a big shot like you once in my lifetime, let alone your appearance. Compared to others, he is like nothing...like a white crane standing among a group of chickens."

"Yes... you stand out from the crowd." Gu Xun's smile froze for a moment, and he kindly gave Cook Ding a break, and then gave another piece of advice, "Master Cook Ding, with your cultural literacy, I suggest you just stop talking... No, Stop using allusions and idioms, just speak in plain language."

"Yes! Yes!" Gu Xun just suggested casually, but Cook Ding did not dare to treat it casually. He nodded and bowed in response while wiping the sweat from his head.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. We're hungry. Hurry up and get us some good food." After all, they were here to eat, so Gu Xun stopped teasing the cook and waved his hand to indicate that it was time for him to cook.

Cook Ding was even more eager to stay away from the two of them. He looked overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll go right away. You two adults will wait a moment."

With that said, Cook Ding went out from the small door at the back as quickly as possible under normal circumstances and went to cook.

Seeing that the cook Ding had left, Mo Ya spoke to Gu Xun with a smile:

"Sir, it seems that Chef Ding is very afraid of you."

Gu Xun glanced in the direction of the kitchen and replied with a smile, "People like him won't live long if they don't know how to be afraid."

"But for me, I just feel that putting some pressure on him might make him perform better."

He just came to eat, and his purpose was extremely pure.

Maybe Gu Xun's idea was right, and pressure really stimulated the chef's potential, or maybe he himself was so capable. The two of them only had to wait less than two-quarters of an hour before the meal was served.

The chef didn't prepare a large table of banquet dishes because of Gu Xun's identity. After all, the customer made it clear - just prepare a few good dishes.

He simply made five dishes and one soup, and the staple food was steamed buns - of course, not freshly steamed.

Gu Xun and Mo Ya, two people who hadn't eaten all morning, couldn't help but eat just by smelling the aroma of the food. Regardless of their status, they couldn't wait to eat.

When Cook Ding saw this, he felt a little relieved again, and said with a naive smile, "You two adults, please take it easy, I won't disturb you."

"Don't leave in a hurry." Gu Xun gestured with the hand holding the steamed buns to signal Cook Ding to stay, "I haven't seen you in a few years, and Gu still wants to have a chat with Master Cook Ding."

These words made Chef Ding's heart, which had just been relaxed, tighten again, but he did not dare to refuse, and stood aside cautiously, smiling.

Gu Xun was still relatively polite. He looked at the other person and said vaguely, "Sit down, Master Cook Ding. Sit down and chat."

"Okay, okay, thank you, sir." After hearing this, Cook Ding had no choice but to sit down at the table, feeling uneasy and thinking wildly.

Gu Xun said while eating, "Master Chef Ding, this inn has changed a lot. Is there some change in business?"

"Hey, sir, you are really witty." Cook Ding gathered his thoughts and focused on dealing with Gu Xun, "As you know, I used to be responsible for the food of everyone in the Little Saint Xian Manor, but after a few years I was too tired, so I stopped. I will be responsible for all of it, but only part of it, and the rest of the work will be left to other restaurants."

"With less things to do in this small Shengxian Manor, I have more free time, so I expanded the business of the inn and changed the first floor to be more like a restaurant."

"It's very good." Gu Xun nodded, "With your craftsmanship, more people should taste it."

"But...it's noon, why are there no guests?"

Logically speaking, with the chef's skills, the store should be packed every day.

"Hi!" Seeing that Gu Xun was really just chatting, Cook Ding relaxed again and replied with a smile, "There are a lot of troops in the city during this time, and I often see patrolling soldiers. I am timid and afraid of getting into trouble. If it’s troublesome, it won’t do much business.”

"The diners are always unable to eat when they come. The more times they come, the more they stop coming."

"Today is also a coincidence for adults. I might close the door after a while."

"Hey! It seems that Master Cook Ding and I are destined to be together, um... or it should be said that I am destined to gourmet food." Gu Xun responded happily, "But it's not good for you to be too timid. During this time, Sang Sang Although Haicheng is a bit more chaotic, there are more people flowing there, so it’s a good time to make money, so we can’t let it go to waste.”

"Hehe..." Chef Ding looked embarrassed and scratched his chin, "I'm used to being a coward."

"Besides, I'm not particularly short of money now. I still have a fixed business with the wives of Little Saint Xian Manor, so my income is no problem, so I thought it would be better to be on the safe side."

In fact, he was only deliberately reducing the passenger flow in preparation for the coming Mo family.

He had already received a message from Gao Jianli and others, and knew that they should arrive in the next two days.

When they arrive, it is inevitable that they will use an inn as a place to discuss matters from time to time. If there are a large number of guests coming and going every day, the risk of exposure will be too high - one of them counts, but they are all wanted criminals, so they are absolutely Repeat offender!
  "Hmm... that's true. It's better to stay safe." Gu Xun nodded and agreed with Chef Ding's statement, even though he knew that the other party was lying. "I hope that you will live a long life, Master Chef Ding. In that case, I will If you come to Songhai, you will never be short of food.”

"Hehe, please lend me your kind words, sir!" Cook Ding responded with his usual silly smile.

Gu Xun and Mo Ya both ate very quickly. After chatting back and forth, the two of them had almost eaten.

Putting down his chopsticks, Gu Xun wiped his mouth with a piece of silk cloth. After another glance at the back of the lobby, he asked Cook Ding again:
  "By the way, Master Chef Ding, since you have expanded the store on the first floor, why are you still working alone and not hiring a waiter to help you?"

(End of this chapter)