Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

Shangjing City, where the Nine Markets are located.

In the middle of the deserted courtyard stood a large iron bucket half a person's height.

I don't know how many years it has been used, the paint on the surface is peeling off, it looks dirty and greasy.

In the barrel, a pile of charcoal was fully burned, and the orange light flickered.

On the large wire grill were sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, sausage, and two chickens.

These natural ingredients are smoked and roasted by charcoal, and gradually exude a breathtaking aroma. When they are mixed together, they float out of the iron barrel, making people's hearts tickle.

Two people gathered around the iron bucket.

The man holding the super long iron tongs is none other than Qi Xiu, the sixth seat of the Nine Ruins.

Next to it, stood a woman wearing tight leather pants and a long windbreaker.

She looked to be in her mid-twenties.

Shoulder-length hair, plain face and no make-up, it happens that the skin is supple and the foundation is excellent. With a little modification, she can become a 75-point high-quality beauty. (Note: 10 points for black long straight little beauties)

Nine Markets Ninth Seat, Ding Yue.

Born in the North China Military Region, he is the younger generation watched by Qi Xiu. He just joined Jiuxu last year.

At this time, she was staring impatiently at the roast chicken in the iron bucket.

"Not yet? You are too slow!"

Qi Xiu said patiently, "I can't eat roasted sweet potatoes in a hurry! Just wait!"

The corner of Ding Yue's mouth twitched, "Who wants to eat sweet potatoes?! I want to eat roast chicken! I want to eat meat! Eat the sweet potatoes yourself!"

She took out her phone, opened the No Full App, and said, "I can't wait! I want to order takeaway!"

Qi Xiu quickly grabbed her and said earnestly, "Little Jiu, don't be so frizzy now that you're old. What's so delicious about takeaway? They're all additives! I'll bring you our ancestral roasting barrel from Jiuxu Come out, have a good meal tonight!"

Ding Yue said angrily, "I'm frizzy? I'm hungry! Also! I'm only thirty years old this year! I'm the youngest in the Nine Markets!"

Qi Xiu smiled gently, took out a sweet potato with iron tongs and handed it to her, and said slowly, "Thirty years old, but it's Youth Day."

"Crap! There's no way to stay in this place." Ding Yue took the hot roasted sweet potato, stared at his almond-shaped eyes, and said furiously, "I want to run away with a bucket!"

Qi Xiu's eyelids twitched, it's almost baked, you want to eat it all to yourself?

These days, young people really don't talk about martial arts more and more.

Compared with her, Yuan Yuan is simply much better.

Qi Xiu recalled the situation when he was sitting with Zhong Yuan for dinner that night.

Drink as soon as you pour wine, eat as soon as you serve food, super obedient, never take it on your own initiative.

If Yuanyuan was here, he would definitely not dislike the slowness of roasting chicken, nor would he threaten to run away with a bucket.

With a flick of his fingers, Qi Xiu hit a miniature wind scythe at the charcoal, and the charcoal fire was stirred a bit, and it became very hot.

"It's almost there, be patient!"

Ding Yue had no choice but to sit down on a chair beside him, peel the sweet potatoes, and muttered angrily, "Brother Xiu, when will my seat be promoted! I will be the eighth seat!"

Qi Xiu was caught off guard and almost overturned the ancestral iron bucket, and said in surprise, "Do you want to be the eighth seat?"

Ding Yue said confidently, "Who doesn't want to be the eighth seat? I heard that the seat is vacant."

Qi Xiu was silent for a while, took out a chicken that was not fully cooked, and said, "You can come and eat."

"Hey!" Ding Yue said anxiously, "Why are you changing the topic? Just ask if it's okay, and give me an answer!"

Of course, no.

The eighth seat is occupied.

Qi Xiu said as if nothing had happened, "The ninth seat is pretty good, and we all call Xiaojiu Shunkou. If you change it again, you won't get used to it."

Ding Yue said unhappily, "What about my two strategic abilities? Besides me, who else can take on the important task of eight seats?"

Qi Xiu opened his mouth, really wanting to tell her that two are really not enough.

At least four strategic levels are required to surpass Zhong Yuan. However, he couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm.

After all, it is really against the sky that one person can absorb two strategic levels!

At this time, Ding Yue seemed to think of something, and said, "Is it Jiang Buyou? You want him to be the eighth seat?"

how is this possible!

This kid is not likable at all, he is arrogant and crazy, definitely don't let him enter the door of Jiuxu!

Qi Xiu said pertinently, "Jiang Buyou is a rare talent in the command department, suitable for leading the army, not suitable for the eighth seat."

Ding Yue frowned, and said, "If it's not him, who would it be? You have already chosen someone, right?"

No one is stupid to be able to enter the Jiuxu, she will know one day, so just tell her now and forget it.

Qi Xiu began to think about how to introduce Zhong Yuan to Xiao Jiu, when suddenly his cell phone rang.

Look at the number again, Yuan Yuan.

Answer the phone in seconds, and put the chicken back in the iron bucket at the same time.

"Yuan Yuan, how is the situation now?"

Ding Yue was eating sweet potatoes, when he suddenly raised his head, he felt something was wrong.

Round?

Over the years, Huaguo has lent out so many giant pandas, most of them are called Yuanyuan!

The person who called, is it a national treasure?

Qi Xiu's attitude was so good that it exploded, and he picked it up as soon as it rang, and his voice was so gentle...

Could it be that this old man in his forties finally ushered in the first spring of his life?

Ding Yue pricked up his gossip ears, but Qi Xiu walked a few steps further, unable to hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

I heard the old man comforting the other party in a coaxing tone.

"It's done so quickly? My Yuanyuan is awesome!"

"Come on. Can our feelings be measured by money?"

"Don't go! I've already given you the best treatment! I won't lie to you!"

"If you don't like domestic, I will arrange overseas travel for you."

"Ah? Don't go? Focus on studies? No! Listen to me, this time was just an accident! We must take complete protective measures in the future!"

"Bill? No problem! You can buy whatever you want, and you will be reimbursed. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

"Don't talk anymore when you're tired? Well then, pay attention to rest, eat well, and don't catch a cold!"

While eavesdropping, Ding Yue silently nibbled on sweet potatoes.

Good guy!

The old man was enlightened, and finally knew that he couldn't hang himself on the same tree with a crooked neck!

Is this a women's university? Are you going to get married, or just for fun?

Surprised? Protective measures?

My God, does he have a big belly? Make him responsible now?

no no! Definitely knocked out! Call him when you're done!

Ha ha ha ha!

Sweet potatoes are sweet...

Ding Yue was so curious, when Qi Xiu finished making the phone call, he couldn't help asking, "How old are you? Are you still studying?"

Qi Xiu put away his phone and smiled, and said, "I'm only a freshman."

The terrorist who intercepted and killed the escort vehicle was caught within a few hours of the incident. They are so capable, but they said they didn't want to do it.

Fortunately, persuaded to come back.

It's not easy for me...

Then, I saw Ding Yue's eyes widened, and he gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Xiu, you really don't show your face! I worship you to death!"

Once again, Zhong Yuan, who wanted to get out of the Nine Ruins, was peacefully resolved. Qi Xiu was very pleased with her words, and said proudly, "It's okay, it's all thanks to my peers! Since you already know, don't even think about the eighth seat." thing."

Ding Yue was speechless.

The matter of you Baonu high school has been brought to light, not only did you not come to bribe me, but you also suppressed me?

I want to tell Aunt Feng about this!