"By order of the great chef Zhang Wei, all frontline soldiers are to immediately return to their posts!"
The frontline generals were surprised and asked, "What about the front line?"
"The Wolf Valley militia has achieved a great victory and is pursuing the enemy. There will be no enemy forces in this vicinity for a while!"
"Furthermore, after you leave, the top experts of the Black List will take over your defensive duties. There is no need to worry!"
Looking up, a hurricane was approaching.
The accompanying airflow was immense, like a natural disaster! It inspired fear.
But thinking it was their own people, they felt inexplicably reassured.
"Yes, we obey the order!"
...
Walking to the center of the camp.
Hundreds of long tables were arranged in rows.
Each table was covered with a clean white tablecloth and new tableware.
Wu Yong, one of the best squad leaders on the front line, scratched his head and said, "Is it New Year today?"
"Didn't you receive the news?"
"Zhang Wei, the King of Northern Chefs, has arrived with supplies."
"We no longer have to worry about food."
"I heard that today's feast was prepared by Zhang Wei."
Wu Yong repeated Zhang Wei's name several times in his mind and continued to ask, "Then... why haven't we taken our seats yet? I can already smell the food!"
Zhang Wei's voice echoed from afar, "Of course, it's so that the brothers fighting on the front lines can have the first taste."
Wu Yong never expected that the King of Northern Chefs had such good hearing, able to hear from such a distance.
Was it super-hearing?
Moreover, the difference in their statuses was vast, yet this Zhang Wei would personally reply to him.
Wu Yong quickly bowed and said, "Please forgive my rudeness just now."
Zhang Wei walked closer step by step, smiling and saying, "Wu Yong, I heard you performed exceptionally well on the front lines, fighting bravely and bringing no shame to Great Glacier."
Wu Yong was stunned!
He...
He actually knew my name!
And knew about Great Glacier?
This...
Wu Yong quickly comforted himself, thinking that this conversation must have been a pre-arranged morale-boosting speech, and they must have done their homework beforehand.
Knowing his name and Great Glacier was not surprising.
Wu Yong said, "This is what a soldier should do."
Zhang Wei praised, "Very good, a role model in the army, worthy of reward! By the way, can you eat spicy food?"
"I can't live without spice!"
What kind of place was Great Glacier? It was constantly buffeted by winds at seventy degrees below zero!
An ordinary person, no matter how well-dressed, could only endure for half a year to a year.
Even someone like Wu Yong, whose cells had awakened, needed to constantly consume strong liquor and chili peppers to ward off the cold.
"I knew you'd say that!"
Zhang Wei smiled and said, "Then I'll let you try the one I made with my own hands."
"Be careful, it's very spicy!"
The soldiers returning from the front line were in an uproar again.
Zhang Wei's arrival had brought them too much surprise!
They had all been fighting on the front lines, and Wu Yong fought alongside them every day!
Who didn't know who?
Given his status, he was actually qualified to eat Zhang Wei's cooking?
This King of Northern Chefs was truly humble and respected those below him!
Wu Yong quickly feigned a look of apprehension and said, "I am merely a captain who has been fighting on the front lines for many days. Even with many military merits, I am not worthy of eating such high-class food."
After saying this, Wu Yong's heart pounded.
He was afraid Zhang Wei would casually agree.
He even felt a hint of regret, thinking, why was I being so polite at this moment!
What if I missed out...
Damn it, I regret it!
Although Zhang Wei saw through it, he did not expose it.
He loudly announced to everyone, "Wu Yong has fought on the front lines for many days, his squad has killed the most enemies, and his own casualties are minimal. He is one of the most outstanding squad leaders! He deserves this reward!"
"I declare here today that as long as you all diligently kill enemies and assist Madam Speaker, everyone will have the opportunity to eat food made by my own hands!"
Here, Zhang Wei was a bit cunning.
He made no mention of the North, but instead used the name Mo Du.
However, the elders of the northern tribes had all been sent to prison, and Chu Xiang was a wise person, so no foolish person would point out Zhang Wei's inappropriate wording.
The frontline soldiers took their seats.
The dishes were served!
As the meal boxes were opened, a strong, fragrant spicy aroma wafted up!
"Everyone, please taste it. I call this dish 'Warrior's Blood'!"
On the plate, bright red chilies dotted the rice.
What was even more terrifying was that all the rice was soaked in a scarlet broth. Just smelling it made one feel a sharp pain in their posterior.
One could imagine that the next day, all the soldiers would be queuing up in the restrooms, moaning.
One soldier swallowed with difficulty and said, "Our hometown custom... doesn't eat spicy food..."
Another soldier said, "It really looks like blood, my stomach is suddenly cramping..."
"The word 'warrior' is also fitting; only true warriors can handle it."
Zhang Wei's personally made portion naturally contained more premium ingredients.
The rising steam made sweat bead on Wu Yong's temples.
"Damn it, in front of thousands of people, I've bragged so much. If I back down now, I won't be able to show my face later."
Steeling himself,
Wu Yong stood up abruptly in his VIP seat and roared to all the frontline soldiers, "What are you all still waiting for? Don't let Mr. Zhang Wei's kind intentions go to waste!"
"I'll set an example for you!"
Saying this, he opened his mouth as wide as possible!
And scooped a mouthful of food with the largest ladle!
Everyone held their breath, watching Wu Yong, fearing he would breathe fire with a single bite.
Wu Yong's eyes widened as he chewed...
"That... Captain, how does it taste?"
Wu Yong swallowed and said blankly, "It's damn delicious! And... not very spicy..."
"How is that possible!"
"I could smell the spiciness..."
"Let me try..."
"How is it, how is it?"
"Holy crap, it's really not that spicy, and it's super delicious!"
"Then I'll try it too!"
The more than fifteen hundred soldiers ate with increasing relish, and the casual chatter abruptly stopped.
Their frenzied chewing, like that of饕鬄, made the onlookers' mouths water!
Their stomachs also began to rumble.
Wu Yong, who ate first, was also the fastest eater.
He licked the last grain of rice clean from his plate.
He then let out a loud shout, "Amazing!!!"
"So amazing!!!"
His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his entire face was flushed.
But it wasn't the contorted face of someone suffering from extreme spiciness.
If one had to categorize it, it was more like fragrant spicy, and numbing spicy.
Primarily fragrant and numbing, with spiciness as a secondary note!
Steam rose from Wu Yong's body like a boiling kettle, erupting fiercely.
Sweat instantly drenched him.
A faint, not unpleasant aroma emanated from him...
"I... I've leveled up?"
"Holy crap!" "I, Wu Yong, have advanced again!"
This surge of surprise made Wu Yong almost go mad.
The onlookers also let out gasps of amazement.
If the three people from the Black List were here, they would have scoffed.
Leveling up?
For Zhang Wei, even breaking through barriers was as easy as drinking cold water, let alone leveling up.
What a group of bumpkins who had never seen the world!