In front of him, the mandarin duck pot was boiling gurglingly, exuding an alluring fragrance.
Under the pot was a makeshift stove made of stones and earth. Fu Dou squatted inside the stove, lighting the fire out of boredom.
Cui Yougui, Shan Daonian and others were all sitting around the Yuanyang Pot with their bowls in hand. They were planning as fast as they could and ate happily.
Cooking hot pot before and after every battle has become a routine here in Qin Shaoyou.
Food cooked in Yuanyang pot is not only delicious, but can also speed up recovery and enhance strength.
As long as there is enough time, having a meal before and after the war will definitely be beneficial without any harm.
After following Qin Shaoyou, the group of fans in the editing factory also ate the spiritual food cooked in the Yuanyang pot. They were all so shocked that they almost bit off their own tongues.
At the beginning, these fans were a bit cautious and did not dare to make quick moves.
But after smelling the alluring aroma, tasting the intoxicating taste, and feeling the amazing effects, they all let go of their restraints and ate more happily than the other.
However, after seeing Qin Shaoyou put down his bowl, these fans also hurriedly put it down. Unlike Cui Yougui, they had the courage to do the thing of "the leader picks up the food and I turn the table."
Seeing this, Qin Shaoyou waved his hands towards them and ordered: "You continue, hurry up and eat more."
When the fans heard this, they were so moved that they picked up their bowls and continued to wolf down the food.
Qin Shaoyou nodded with satisfaction and added: "Recover more strength before continuing to fight later."
Cui Youyou rolled his eyes and wanted to persuade Qin Shaoyou to just be a human being. However, he saw that instead of being dissatisfied with Qin Shaoyou's words, the fans were all nodding vigorously and talking incomprehensively while eating.
:
"Don't worry, Lord Governor, we will do our best to kill the thief, and we will never let you down, and we will never let you down with this meal!"
Senior Brother Cui shook his head secretly, but swallowed the words that reached his lips back into his stomach.
He saw the loyalty and fanaticism of these fans towards Qin Shaoyou, and knew that if he dared to say a few words to slander Qin Shaoyou, he would probably be swarmed by these fans, caught and hung from a tree.
But Brother Cui can also understand the mood of the fans.
These noodles, where have you ever eaten such delicious spiritual food that can also improve your cultivation level?
Qin Shaoyou allowed them to eat such precious things. How could they not be moved? How could he not arouse their loyalty?
Even Cui Yougui, after eating so many meals with Qin Shaoyou, didn't he become the same short-tongued person and obey him obediently?
Qin Shaoyou didn't know what Cui Yougui was thinking, and he didn't care if he knew it.
After giving instructions to his followers, he asked Gunshan Lord about the business: "Where are the other prey?"
"Yingquan Dam, Baihu Mountain, Winter Melon Village, Bitter Bamboo Forest..."
Gunshanjun quickly reported a list of place names.
Among them were the chieftain and his men who came from elsewhere and were parasitized by quilt poison.
There are also coalition troops coming from the coalition camp and other places, as well as foreign masters.
At Qin Shaoyou's feet, there is a map.
Wisps of blue light are projected from this map, constructing a three-dimensional sand table in southern Xinjiang.
Every time Gunshanjun announces a place name, a red light spot will flash at the corresponding position on the three-dimensional sand table, allowing Qin Shaoyou and others to intuitively see the locations of all enemies and their distances.
After reporting the location of the enemy, Gunshan Jun took out a bamboo shoot and a bamboo from his body like a magic trick, and threw them into the clear soup pot and the red soup pot of the Yuanyang Pot respectively.
Then I heard Qin Shaoyou continue to ask: "How fast are these preys traveling?"
Gunshanjun retracted his gaze from the Yuanyang Pot and replied: "I used the mountain god's magical power to interfere with these people. They will not arrive too soon. We have enough time to destroy this team from Annan.
Enemies coming from the government."
"Well done!" Qin Shaoyou praised, and then asked: "Did these prey not notice anything?"
Gunshanjun patted his chest, full of confidence.
"Don't worry, Governor. I did it very covertly. They were in a hurry and didn't carefully examine the surrounding situation. They couldn't detect the problem."
Qin Shaoyou nodded, stood up abruptly, glanced at everyone, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you done eating? If so, put down your bowl quickly, pick up your weapon, and follow me to kill the enemy!"
The fans quickly cleared the food in the bowl, wiped their mouths with the backs of their hands, stood up, held their knives, and accepted the order with a bang.
The little Qingjis who like to join in the fun also raised their hands one after another and shouted: "Eat, eat, eat." "Kill the enemy, kill the enemy."
Cui Youying wanted to say that he hadn't eaten enough.
But when he saw this scene, he was too embarrassed to sing the opposite, so he could only put down the bowl quickly, picked up the nine-turn flying talisman gun, and put on a look like 'my big gun is already hungry and thirsty'.
Gunshan Jun, on the other hand, quickly reached out his hand, fished out the bamboo shoots and bamboos he had just boiled in the mandarin duck pot, and started eating them with his mouth open.
Although the bamboo shoots and bamboos had not been cooked to the best time yet, but now he was anxious to kill the enemy, so he could only make do with it.
Never waste food.
Qin Shaoyou was very satisfied with the high fighting spirit of everyone. He waved his hand and asked everyone to act according to the previously established plan.
But he stopped Cui Yougui alone and ordered: "Senior Brother Cui, put away your nine-turn flying talisman gun. In the upcoming battle, the noise should be as quiet as possible, but it is not suitable for explosions."
Cui Youyou felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
He is the True Lord of Hundred Explosions.
If the Master of Hundred Explosions no longer plays with explosions, can he still be called the Master of Hundreds of Explosions?
Qin Shaoyou saw what he was thinking and deliberately provoked him.
"Why, you have no other way to defeat the enemy except detonating the talisman?"
Cui Yougui really did this.
Even though he knew that Qin Shaoyou was irritating him, he still hummed and said: "I'm kidding, who am I? The Jade Emperor has an extraordinary talent that only emerges after a thousand years! Even without talismans, I have many ways to kill the enemy, you
Just take a look!"
Taoist priest Qiu Shi on the side held his forehead helplessly.
Such a thing has been around for thousands of years. For Jade Emperor Temple, I really don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
"Very good, very energetic, worthy of being the senior brother of Jade Emperor Temple!"
Qin Shaoyou gave a thumbs up and lifted the sedan chair very high for Senior Brother Cui, so that he had to use all his abilities, otherwise he would lose his reputation.
After making arrangements for Cui Yougui, Qin Shaoyou will put away the mandarin duck pot, escape into the darkness and start hunting according to the established plan.
But at this moment, something struck his mind, and he had a new idea, and he ordered: "Lao Gun, you send the Yuanyang Pot to the ambush location, and the other arrangements remain unchanged."
Although Mr. Gunshan was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the mandarin duck pot and used the power of the mountain god to instantly get into the earth and rocks and disappear.
Qin Shaoyou quickly put away the bowl, put away the fudou, wiped away the earth-and-stone stove with his hand, and led Cui Youwei and others into the darkness quickly.
Not far away, Xiong Shan and others were completely unaware of these things.
They had no idea that pairs of hunters' eyes were already staring at them...