Dragon's Origin

Chapter 101: Assassination in the Street (Part 1)

No one else was around, leaving only Wang Sheng. But Wang Sheng turned around and saw the shadow eunuch.

“That pot of soup you made yesterday has been cooking for two days, so I took it,” the old eunuch said to Wang Sheng, who watched as the old eunuch poured the pot of soup from his own pot into several small buckets.

Just as he was wondering, the small buckets disappeared one by one. Wang Sheng immediately understood that the old eunuch must also have a Naring.

But this was just a pot of soup with a little seasoning, not valuable enough, right? Did he really need to use a high-end item like a Naring to preserve it?

If this was a pot of old soup from a centuries-old shop in Xi'an on Earth, passed down through generations, that would be understandable. But this was clearly just a pot of brine that had only been cooked twice, yesterday and today. Was it really necessary?

All I can say is that these guys are bumpkins who have never seen good things. Don't be fooled by their titles like city lord or emperor. They're all uncultured and haven't seen the world; they're all hicks.

Needless to say, if the old eunuch was really loyal, he would definitely take this pot of soup to honor His Majesty the Emperor. It's really pathetic to think about it; the tribute to His Majesty the Emperor is just this pitiful bit of food. This royal family is truly miserable.

Wang Sheng grumbled to himself and reached out to open the large box left by the steward. As soon as he opened it, a golden light almost blinded Wang Sheng.

Good! Wang Sheng closed the box. If Wang Sheng were on Earth and told people that he had exchanged a few thousand gold coins, equivalent to hundreds of pounds of gold, for some blended noodles and a crude braising method, people would probably curse Wang Sheng as a lunatic with wild ideas.

But, thinking about it, this business is extraordinary. Although Wang Sheng laughed at the Worry-Free City Lord for selling Thirteen Spices, in ancient times on Earth, the spice business was definitely a major business that only wealthy merchants were qualified to do. A few thousand gold coins is barely justifiable.

When there are huge profits, efficiency is always high. When Wang Sheng got up early in the morning, he smelled the aroma of braised meat permeating almost half the city.

Going out for a stroll, Wang Sheng saw a scene that left him speechless. Several places in both the inner and outer cities were openly selling "Worry-Free City Braised Meat." Those aromas were from the demonic beast meat that had been braised half the night yesterday.

The pharmacy that bought the ingredients the day before had already changed its name and was no longer a pharmacy. It had become a spice shop, just as Wang Sheng had expected. The shopkeeper and the staff were still the same people, but the things they sold inside were "Worry-Free City Delicious Spices" mixed in proportion.

Needless to say, the real boss behind this shop must be the Worry-Free City Lord. As expected of the actual controller of Worry-Free City, this efficiency is really unmatched.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw Wang Sheng, he was happier than seeing his own father, eagerly asking Wang Sheng to help check if the ingredients were correct.

Wang Sheng picked up a small handful, tasted it on the tip of his tongue, spat it out casually, and nodded: “The taste is about right, the ingredients are okay. But, if you sell it like this, aren't you afraid that people outside will copy it?”

“There are two kinds of Worry-Free City mountain forest specialties inside, so we're not afraid of them copying it.” The shopkeeper didn't have anything to hide from Wang Sheng, and quickly replied, “The City Lord is taking care of us, this will be a big business in the future.”

Wang Sheng didn't even ask how the customers from yesterday were doing when he was there. In Worry-Free City, the Worry-Free City Lord has ten thousand ways to make them cooperate, force them to cooperate, or make them never have to worry about this problem again.

“Find some good chefs, mix these seasonings in different kinds and different proportions, then make things and taste them. If you think the taste is good, launch a new product.” Wang Sheng felt that the few thousand gold coins were a bit too hot to handle, and didn't forget to give a suggestion, “A store can't just sell one thing, right?”

“I'll arrange it right away!” As soon as he heard this, he knew it was a golden idea! The shopkeeper didn't say a word and immediately agreed.

Wandering around, Wang Sheng also bought braised meat from two of the shops to taste. Actually, this was unnecessary. It was clearly his original soup from yesterday. How much difference could the taste be?

He didn't see the six long-legged beauties. It seems they were just there to learn, and the subsequent operations were handled by others.

Today's stroll wasn't really about paying attention to these things, but to see if the kitchen utensils he had ordered had been completed.

Last night, Wang Sheng once again materialized ten kinds of braised flavors in the Yuanhun space and fed them to ten small Chi Wens. However, how complex and different can braised flavors be? If Wang Sheng didn't make something new, he wouldn't be able to complete the upgrade of the small Chi Wen.

Materializing some kind of delicacy out of thin air is extremely difficult, but as long as he can make a copy by himself, it becomes very simple. Even if it's for the sake of efficiency, Wang Sheng has to become a great chef in the short term. Not to mention, it can also satisfy his appetite, killing two birds with one stone.

The blacksmith, Da Zhuzi, had just finished making the batch of cooking utensils according to Wang Sheng's requirements today. It wasn't that he was procrastinating. Firstly, Wang Sheng wanted a lot of things, and secondly, the cooking utensils that Wang Sheng requested were all made of good iron materials. Just collecting them took most of the day. Being able to finish them in two days was already considered Da Zhuzi working overtime.

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Because it was made for Wang Sheng, and knowing that Wang Sheng seemed to be very clean, Da Zhuzi specially polished all the finished products, regardless of pots or spoons, by hand until they were shiny and bright, not much different from the electroplated items Wang Sheng used on Earth.

Wang Sheng was very satisfied and originally wanted to urge him, but seeing the things that had already been made, he dismissed the idea. He asked Da Zhuzi to polish the remaining items first, and Wang Sheng himself took the simplest hot pot home first. Anyway, hot pot is the easiest thing to make.

The dividing line between the inner and outer cities is actually on the street in front of the Killer Hall, with a red line drawn in the middle. Crossing the red line is the inner city, which is part of the Thousand Absolutes Land, and the outside of the red line is the outer city. The Killer Hall and Yu Baozhai Baoqing Yutang are both considered part of the outer city.

Da Zhuzi's blacksmith shop is also in the outer city. There are not many shops in the inner city, mostly private residences of experts. Courtyards with street-facing shops like Wang Sheng's are rare. Even people in the inner city will come to the outer city to buy things.

People living in Worry-Free City are vigilant almost every moment. Because there are always countless bursts of killing intent in the city at any time, and some people can't control their aura, which can also give people a dangerous feeling at any time. Staying for a long time will subconsciously ignore some similar things and relax their vigilance.

Wang Sheng was carrying the hot pot and just walked out of the blacksmith shop when he suddenly realized a killing intent. His eyes narrowed, but he didn't find anything unusual, so he ignored it. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly spun around and Glock 17 appeared in his hand, firing shots in quick succession.