Chapter 1 He is a Man of the Barbarians!

After getting off the carriage, Zheng Fan found it amusing how he'd been mentally sparring with thin air in there.

Especially him and Xu Wenzu, each thinking the scruffy man was the other's person, one being cordial, the other cautious, only for him to turn out to be a random moocher.

But immediately,

With Zheng Fan's command,

Wang Duan and the other five centurions immediately led their men into action, beginning to search the entire camp for the scruffy man.

The search lasted two hours, but to no avail. It was as if the scruffy man had simply evaporated within the camp after cadging half a roast chicken.

Zheng Fan didn't like the feeling of things changing and slipping out of his control, because it would make it difficult for him to determine whether he could make a move on Xu Wenzu next.

With a slight unease, Zheng Fan returned to his tent.

Lifting the flap of the tent, Zheng Fan was stunned. He saw the scruffy man sitting by his bed, eating a small hot pot with chopsticks.

The hot pot was prepared for him by Si Niang, with chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and other spices, the soul of the hot pot. Because there were many merchants from the Western Regions here, these ingredients were not lacking, and the prices were not high.

In ancient times, being able to eat a spicy hot pot was definitely an enjoyment to die for.

But at this moment, someone else had already beaten him to it.

Zheng Fan's eyes scanned the tent, seeing Si Niang standing in the corner, looking wary.

*Hoo,*

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The hot pot,

If someone ate it, so be it,

As long as Si Niang was okay.

However, judging from Si Niang's guarded stance, he hadn't misjudged. This scruffy man was definitely not an easy character.

After all, Si Niang was one of the Seven Demon Kings; she had more experience than he had rice.

He trusted her judgment.

Even if it were someone slightly stronger than her, Si Niang would still be able to remain calm and composed, even chatting and laughing with them, never in this state.

Alright, then.

They'd been searching the camp for so long, and this guy was actually sitting in his tent eating hot pot.

Moreover, Si Niang was watching him eat the hot pot, but she hadn't intervened.

He began to weigh his options.

If he dropped the curtain now and ran, running with all his might, could he escape to a safe distance?

At least,

Run to the center of the team, and have Wang Duan and his men act as scapegoats to hold him back?

Zheng Fan looked at Si Niang.

Si Niang shook her head slightly.

*Hiss…*

Did that mean there wasn't even time to run?

Zheng Fan still trusted Si Niang's judgment, which was that if the scruffy man in front of him wanted to kill him, given the current distance, he wouldn't be able to escape at all.

Then,

He was left with two choices.

One was: "Ahahaha, I came to the wrong door, brother, you continue eating and drinking."

The other was: Since you can't beat him, join him and eat together!

Zheng Fan dropped the curtain and walked in generously, sitting down in front of the scruffy man.

The scruffy man looked up at Zheng Fan, then continued to use his chopsticks to pick up an egg dumpling from the hot pot and put it in his mouth.

It was very hot. He kept sucking his lips as he ate, tilting his head back, and swallowing after a long time.

Zheng Fan shook his head and said,

"That's not right. How can you eat hot pot without dipping sauce?"

Saying that, Zheng Fan beckoned to Si Niang and said,

"Si Niang, bring the dipping sauce. Eating hot pot without dipping sauce is simply a blasphemy against hot pot."

The scruffy man smiled slightly upon hearing this.

He seemed to have completely understood Zheng Fan's tactics.

But Zheng Fan wasn't really afraid of the other party understanding his tactics, because he had many tactics.

From Guo Jing and Huang Rong to Zhang Wuji and Xiao Yan, from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to Dou Qi turning into horses,

Zheng Fan had a very rich storage of dramas and routines on how a silly protagonist could gain the favor of a big shot.

Life was originally a process of tossing back and forth between routines and anti-routines.

Either he would get his first opportunity from this world tonight;

Or next year, Blind Man and the others could come here to put flowers on his grave and pull weeds at the same time.

Seeing that Zheng Fan had calmed down, Si Niang naturally wouldn't show weakness. She immediately went to fetch the dipping sauce and seasonings.

"Come on, watch."

Zheng Fan first scooped the minced garlic into the bowl, added a large amount of chopped green onions and cilantro, sprinkled some sesame seeds, and then picked up a spoon from the hot pot, scooping out the soup base from the hot pot and pouring it into the dipping sauce.

Tsk tsk tsk, complete!

Sesame and garlic had only recently been introduced to the East and had not been widely cultivated, but it wasn't difficult to obtain them in Huto City due to its geographical location.

The only regret was that Huto City was too far inland to the north, so it was a bit unrealistic to get some oysters to make oyster sauce.

Zheng Fan handed the dipping sauce to the scruffy man in front of him.

The scruffy man was not polite, just like when he took the roast chicken from Xu Wenzu, he took it in his hand.

"Dip it before eating," Zheng Fan reminded.

The scruffy man picked up a meatball, stirred it in the dipping sauce, and then put it in his mouth.

"How is it? Delicious, right?"

The scruffy man nodded, then ate the vegetables with the dipping sauce even faster.

"Actually, there's also sesame paste, but I'm not used to eating that, so I didn't make it.

Oh right, Si Niang, bring out the wine brewed by A Ming."

Drinking was prohibited in the army, but at this time, who cared about discipline?

Si Niang brought the wine over, personally poured two glasses, and then retreated a few steps back.

"Come on, let's have one?"

Zheng Fan handed a glass of wine to the scruffy man.

The scruffy man took the glass of wine, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still had one with Zheng Fan.

The scene was a bit warm, but only the parties involved knew how panicked they were inside.

Finally, the hot pot was finished.

There were no more vegetables left. This was Zheng Fan's portion for two days on the road, but it was all eaten up by this guy in one meal. He still seemed a little unsatisfied, even picking up the pot and drinking the broth.

After eating,

The scruffy man contentedly rubbed his belly with one hand and started… picking his feet with the other.

"Si Niang, bring my dafu."

"Yes."

Si Niang brought over the pastries.

Zheng Fan gestured and said,

"After-dinner snacks."

The scruffy man picked up a dafu with his foot-picking hand and put it in his mouth. He seemed very satisfied with the soft and glutinous taste, devouring it in a whirlwind.

"Brother, it's a pity that we're on the road now, and there aren't many things prepared. Otherwise, after I finish this job, why don't you come back with me? I guarantee you'll have good food and drinks every day, and it'll never be the same all year round."

If it were anyone else, they would want to stay far away from such an unfathomable person, but Zheng Fan did the opposite and directly wanted to bring him home.

This was the experience of how many protagonists in the scripts got their start!

"Hehehehehe, hehehehe…………"

The scruffy man put his finger under his nose, sniffed hard, and then laughed.

"Hahahaha…………"

Although he didn't know what he was laughing at, Zheng Fan also laughed along.

"You'll agree to anything I ask?" the scruffy man asked.

"As long as I have it," Zheng Fan replied very simply.

The scruffy man stretched out his hand and pointed to Si Niang, who was standing next to him disguised as a man,

"She's very good."

Si Niang's disguise could fool ordinary people, but it definitely couldn't fool his eyes.

Zheng Fan smiled upon hearing this.

"Then let's draw our swords."

There was no room for negotiation on this.

He was someone who had attempted suicide before. His first goal in this world was to make things happen.

Why would you sacrifice your own woman to compromise? What were you trying to achieve?

Zheng Fan was very open-minded about this.

Si Niang walked over, her hands spreading open, and strands of silk began to extend out.

However, the scruffy man didn't react at all, only saying calmly,

"She's very good."

"I know."

Immediately after,

The scruffy man pointed at Zheng Fan again and said,

"He's also very good."

Obviously, the scruffy man wasn't pointing at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan also immediately understood that the other party was referring to the demon seed!

He could even see the existence of the demon seed!

In the next moment,

A cold feeling began to sweep through Zheng Fan's body,

Violence,

Curse,

Calamity,

All kinds of negative auras began to vent out.

The scruffy man put his hand on the small table,

And said softly,

"Barbarian God, above."

"Boom!"

Zheng Fan only felt his ears begin to roar.

In the next moment,

All the silk threads in Si Niang's hands were broken, and the negative aura that had just risen in Zheng Fan's body was forcibly suppressed in an instant!

Zheng Fan widened his eyes, looking at the scruffy man in front of him,

Damn it,

This is a barbarian!

This barbarian is so strong!

What grade is he?

Eighth grade? No, eighth grade couldn't be so strong, seventh grade? Sixth grade? Or even… further ahead?

"Your food is very delicious."

The scruffy man waved his hand, and the momentum just now instantly dissipated.

Si Niang knelt on the ground on one knee, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling constantly.

"I also understand your thoughts."

The scruffy man leaned back slightly, somewhat helplessly, and said,

"It's a pity. If it were before, I would really be willing to go to your house. Maybe I would really give you what you want."

"Can't you now?"

Zheng Fan asked.

The scruffy man shook his head,

And said,

"I don't have much time left."

"I have a doctor at home who can cure diseases," Zheng Fan immediately said.

"I'm not sick."

A playful look appeared in the scruffy man's eyes,

And he pointed at Zheng Fan again,

And said,

"Those two are very good, and you were originally considered very good, but compared to those two… you're a bit too unpresentable."

“…………” Zheng Fan.

That's not what I wanted to hear!

"It's a pity you're not a barbarian, otherwise I could recommend you to the sacrificial temple."

Zheng Fan immediately said solemnly: "Yes, I have always regretted this matter. In the past, I thought barbarians were terrible and barbaric, but after I came into contact with them, I discovered their loveliness, their ability to sing and dance, their hospitality..."

The scruffy man raised his hand to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan blinked and asked,

"What's wrong?"

"Don't stop, keep talking nonsense."

"…………" Zheng Fan.

"I'll trouble you to cook along the way. In return, I won't kill you."

What a generous reward.

It seemed that the scruffy man himself felt a little too shameless, so he added another one, saying:

"I can also help you kill the fatty in the carriage before I die."

"No, no, no, he is my elder, you misunderstood."

"But I felt your killing intent towards him in the carriage."

"Uh…………"

"I'm full, I want to rest, arrange a tent for me."

"Okay, no problem, but senior, can you tell me your name? If it's not convenient, just pretend I didn't ask. I just feel that after seeing your heroic posture tonight, I would regret it for the rest of my life if I couldn't know your name."

"You people in the Central Plains have a saying, 'A real man doesn't change his name or surname'; my name is Queshi, Shatuo Queshi."

*Hiss!*

Damn!

"And you, young man, what's your name?"

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

Cupped his fists in both hands,

And said very solemnly:

"My name is Fan Li."