Chapter 38: A Cook's War
"Rush!"
If Jiang Wu is the commander, Qian Chengyue is the general, responsible for fighting on the front line, and the two British students are small soldiers, and there must be such a leader in a team.
"Run!"
Seeing the Fengshen pterosaur swooping down, the residents of the Hongyi tribe fled with their heads in their hands, and they didn't even have the idea of fighting back, it was a dragon, how to fight?
"Damn! These damn brutes! β
Of course, there are many heroic men among them, who throw their spears into the sky in an attempt to shoot down the Anemo Pterodactyl, which is roughly equivalent to a grenade blowing up an airplane, right? Only if you can hit it, you will have a ghost.
The Anemo God Pterodactyl roared, nimbly dodged the spears that flew over, and swooped down on the men who tried to attack them, knocking them to the ground in an instant, if it weren't for Bai Yan's order first, it was estimated that they would have seen blood on the spot.
Seeing that the counterattacking partner was completely defeated, the others were even more desperate, even if the Fengshen Pterodactyl landed on the ground, it couldn't beat it, it stood upright and was 3-4 meters high, and it was an unshakable behemoth in the eyes of humans.
At this time, Jiang Wu sat on the back of the pterodactyl at the right time and shouted, "Don't be afraid, we don't mean to hurt you!" Put down your weapons! β
The people of the Hongyi tribe looked at each other, knowing that they could not resist, so they had to admit it, and put down the stone grass in their hands one after another, so as not to ask for hardship.
The Hongyi tribe of dozens of people was successfully suppressed, Qian Chengyue and the big and small tribesmen drove the surrendered tribesmen together, and then let a large group of pterosaurs form a circle like a door god to guard them, who would dare to rebel in such a battle?
Jiang Wu jumped down from the back of the landed pterosaur, he represented the entire White Dragon Tribe at the moment, and he didn't dare to slack off, the name of the White Dragon Tribe would definitely spread among several tribes in the future, and the first impression was extremely important.
Jiang Wu read out the words he had already prepared: "Everyone from the Hongyi Tribe, hello, we are from the White Dragon Tribe, this time we came, we have no malicious intentions, just to ask for someone." β
Because Bai Yan said that he didn't want to take the royal road, nor did he take the domineering road, nor did he take the benevolent road, he wanted to be a mediocre dragon, so Jiang Wu also played at will, tough when he should be tough, relaxed when he should be moderate, and improvised, as long as it is beneficial to the tribe, he can do it, that is, he can play hooligan.
"Someone?" The leader of the Hongyi tribe asked, "Who do you want?" β
"I heard that you have a skilled chef here, please hand him over to us, so as not to hurt the peace, otherwise don't blame us for being unkind."
Although Bai Yan did not get close to the Hongyi tribe, he could also sense the nearby brain wave activity, and he was relieved to see Jiang Wu so rogue, this is right, primitive society, what kind of righteous man and gentleman? In the past, in the Stone Age, when I saw women, they were all taken home with a stick, and no one blamed them.
When you should be a hooligan, you must be decisive, and when you should be decent, you must be decent, for example, Bai Yan ordered that no one should be hurt, which is decency.
"Chef? So much to mobilize the crowd and bring a large group of Anemo God Pterodactyls to attack us, just for a chef!? "The people of the Hongyi tribe are confused, this reason is shocking, no matter how you look at it, it's not worth it, it's like Germany sent a division of Tiger tanks to surround Luxembourg during World War II, and then Rommel came out and said, big brother, our FΓΌhrer wants to improve the food, please hand over your best cook, otherwise our tanks will be racing on the roads of your country!
In the land of Luxembourg's projectiles, German tanks were casually crushed, and their prime minister must have been so frightened that his hairs stood on end, not to mention a cook, even if he wanted the prime minister's head.
Jiang Wu also felt that such an absurd reason was a bit unacceptable, but Bai Yan wanted a cook, and the courtier had to do it.
"Ahem, yes, a chef." Jiang Wu coughed dryly in embarrassment, then looked at the imprisoned crowd and asked decently, "May I ask which one is the senior chef?" Please come back to the tribe with us, our leader will never treat you badly, don't worry. β
After saying that, the crowd fell into a dead silence, and the people of the Hongyi tribe all looked at their cook, and they couldn't hide it if they wanted to.
Feeling the gaze of everyone gathering, a beautiful black-haired royal sister reluctantly walked out of the crowd, came to Jiang Wu, and said without humility or arrogance: "I am." β
"You are!?" Jiang Wu and his entourage were dumbfounded, the rumored top chef was actually a beautiful royal sister!? This completely subverted their impression, how could a chef who deals with oil smoke all day look so beautiful? It's not scientific!
The woman in front of her, about 23 years old, has long black hair just to a thin waist, a good figure, a dignified face, a little cold between her eyebrows, and her skin is as white as milk.
"Yes, can't you? I've worked in a three-star Michelin restaurant in Italy and I've studied cooking in China. The black-haired royal sister hugged her chest with her hands, exuding a powerful aura, even if she was now in the status of a prisoner, she didn't take it seriously at all, she was very open.
Jiang Wu came back to his senses and was a little incredulous: "Dare to ask Miss Fang's name?" β
"Ten Flowers for Little Birds."
"You're from District 11?" Jiang Wu was stunned.
"That's right."
"Which chef school in China did you graduate?"
"New Oriental."
"Poof!" Bai Yan, who was watching the play in the air, sprayed directly, the new Oriental of Shente Meow! Is it really possible to learn cooking there?
Most people in China have heard of the New Oriental Culinary Institute, because it advertises all day long and has 800 beds of stainless steel, so New Oriental has become a stalk over time.
However, a person's achievements still depend on their own efforts, some people have studied for a few years, but they have not learned anything, and from the perspective of Shihua's cooking skills, there are real materials.
"Elder Jiang, you have to bring her back!" Bai Yan communicated with Jiang Wu directly through brain waves, and did not come forward, eager to seek talent.
Jiang Wu was stunned, and after realizing that this was Bai Yan's voice, he quickly reacted: "Understood." β
Then, Jiang Wu didn't beat around the bush, opened the skylight and said bright words, and asked Shihua: "I don't know if Miss Shihua is willing to go to our tribe?" β
"Yes." Shihua lazily said that it didn't matter, it was the same wherever she went, and she didn't have any sense of belonging to the original tribe.
"Good, good." Jiang Wu was very happy, so that the purpose of this trip was achieved, if the little bird You Shihua was unwilling, he would have to tie it back, Bai Yan gave a death order, and he would take it back at all costs.
"Who else wants to go back with us?" Qian Chengyue opened his throat and began to recruit newcomers: "Our White Dragon Tribe has just been established not long ago, and everything is waiting to be revived, everyone is welcome to join, with the White King as the backing, it is absolutely safe!" β
In the face of Qian Chengyue's invitation, the people of the Hongyi tribe all discussed it, since there is a better choice, of course they want to go, who doesn't want to live? Follow a powerful tribe and have a better chance of surviving.
Someone asked worriedly, "Who is the White King?" Is it easy to talk? β
"The White King is the leader of our White Dragon Tribe, and these Fengshen Winged Dragons are under his command." As for whether it was good to speak, Jiang Wu did not answer positively, because the answer was a mystery.
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately boiled, and the attraction was not small, and they rushed to say: "I'll go!" β
"I'll go too!"
"Me! Count me in! β
A bunch of people want to change jobs, where does the leader of the Hongyi tribe put his face? I'm about to cry, the tribe I worked so hard to build can't keep people's hearts at all, so why don't you just go yourself?