Chapter 80 Front Row Rock Seat
"Are you brave enough?" Seeing that Jiufang Yu didn't say anything, Qi Huan asked again.
"It should be okay." Jiufang Yu was not sure what weird thing he was going to do next, so he replied conservatively.
"Then sit still," Qi Huan motioned for Star Lord to sit back. After thinking for a moment, he carefully moved the cup beside him away, "Don't drink the water yet, or you might choke later."
Jiufang Yu frowned slightly, his frosty long eyebrows, and helplessly let someone manipulate him, not knowing what the man was up to.
"Wait a minute, let me think about where to start." Qi Huan made a pause gesture to Jiufang Yu, half-supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the brushed metal roof with a troubled look.
It would not work to just say "reincarnation through a dead body" or something like that. It's scary and unnecessary. We should compromise and find a more tactful and gentle way of saying it.
But it can't be too outrageous. After all, the purpose is to let Jiufang Yu have a general understanding of the situation and deal with those guys who are behind the scenes and refuse to give up. In addition, Song Ci and Zhang Chi will definitely be introduced to Jiufang Yu in the future, so some groundwork has to be laid.
"Uh..." Qi Huan started to speak, but just as he uttered a breath, he was interrupted by Jiufang Yu, "Wait."
Qi Huan: ???
"You can skip anything that involves your personal privacy or that you don't want to talk about." Jiufang Yu spread his hands, with a faint smile on his handsome face. "You know, the base is short of cash recently, and my money has been temporarily requisitioned by the secretary. I'm too poor to listen to such a priceless secret."
Qi Huan's accumulated seriousness was instantly broken by laughter. He did joke at the beginning that he had many priceless secrets that could be exchanged for a fortune.
"It's over. I've been seen through. It's really not easy to make some money these days." Qi Huan sighed pretentiously, and felt much more relieved. "But stop crying poor. I don't believe you have no money. Last time you transferred 10 million from your personal account to place a bet at the Death Library."
"It's really empty." Jiufang Yu opened his personal account and wanted to show it to Qi Huan to prove his "innocence", but when he saw the balance, he was suddenly stunned.
"Why don't you dare to unblock it?" Qi Huan teased, "Did you find that you have too much money?"
Jiu Fangyu held his forehead helplessly and showed him his account interface, [Account balance: 113682000]
"Are you here to cry poor or to show off your wealth?" Qi Huan questioned a certain star master. He counted it twice before he was sure that it was more than 113 million.
"But there should have been only more than three million left in my account before." Jiufang Yu explained, and checked the account records as if he remembered something.
Twenty hours ago, 110 million yuan was deposited into his account, and the recipient of the payment was a gaming company in the empire.
Jiufang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Qi Huan, "It seems that the player who placed the bet last time won. Check your account."
Qi Huan quickly opened his account interface, [Account balance: 22625216]
He took a deep breath, "An extra 20 million."
"1:11." Jiufang Yu nodded.
"It feels so good to be the numerator!" Qi Huan looked at the balance in that line with great joy. He could still win with a ratio of one in four thousand. Ci Ci was simply a cash cow!
"Well, let me tell you that I have a way of making money!"
"Yeah." Jiufang Yu opened the Death Library and searched for the partner interface of Tang Si and Song Ci. The next secret room they would enter had not been determined yet, but they could make a blind bet, 1:5.
Jiufang Yu transferred another 20 million yuan into the bet without hesitation.
"What are you doing?" Qi Huan looked at him puzzledly.
“Food Storage Fund.”
"What's the meaning?"
"If you win, I'll use the money to build you a large food storage facility in the new base."
Qi Huan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Then why not bet them all in?"
"If you want to make money, the first thing is to control risks and protect profits, and don't be greedy." Emotional investment can ignore costs, but rational investment must be taken into consideration.
"Then I'll also bet on a furniture fund." Qi Huan followed Jiu Fangyu's "investment" ratio and bet four million silver coins. If he won, he would buy a whole set of luxury furniture for his new home, top-notch comfortable mattresses and quilts, and never see those shabby welded and assembled furniture that could "attack" people at any time again! Yes, and most importantly, the bedroom must be decorated to be super quiet, he was fed up with those knocks on the door in the early morning.
Qi Huan's nervousness had almost dissipated because of the account issue, and he was not so serious when he got back to the point. "Actually, the focus of the problem is the recipe, right?"
Jiufang Yu nodded slightly.
"But I really don't have any recipes." Qi Huan said innocently, "That was just an excuse I made up."
Jiufang Yu: ???
"Actually, I don't know what happened myself. I just had a dream while lying in the medical cabin after you rescued me and brought me back to the base."
"Dream?" Jiufang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Have you heard of Nan Ke's Dream?" Qi Huan asked seriously.
Jiufang Yu: ...
"A dream of a yellow beam? Zhuangzi dreamt of a butterfly in the morning?"
Jiufang Yu: ...
"Just think I had a fever and was confused," Qi Huan sighed in resignation and rubbed his cheeks vigorously a few times. "Anyway, those twenty hours in the dream felt like more than twenty years. I became a person with the same name and surname as myself and experienced almost half of his life. After waking up, I still had a very deep impression and remembered it vividly."
Jiufang Yu frowned slightly, but did not interrupt him.
"I don't know the exact reason. I remember most of the things in my dream, but I lost most of my memories in reality." Qi Huan continued with an innocent face, "But there is one thing that is particularly lucky for me. The person in the dream is a professional chef. After practicing for a while, I can really make delicious food."
"Are you saying that all the dishes you can cook now were learned in your dreams?" Jiufang Yu frowned even more tightly.
"Yeah, it's ridiculous, I didn't think anyone would believe it," Qi Huan shrugged helplessly, "So when I was packing up and saw the recipe book I wrote when I was a child, I suddenly had an idea and made up an excuse to find a family recipe. But I never expected that someone would actually be interested in this fictitious recipe book."
Jiufang Yu shook his head, it was indeed ridiculous.
"Those posts on the Star Network contain photos of restaurants on the Human World, which means that the other party has spies on Waste Star. So now there are two possibilities," Qi Huan held up two slender white fingers, "The first possibility is that someone on Waste Star believed the rumor I spread, and after seeing my improved cooking skills, they coveted the cookbook in my hand; the second possibility is that the Qi family you mentioned last time, they might really have a family recipe, and then lost it, and after searching for a long time, they found me, and happened to find out that I had a cookbook, so they wanted to get it."
"It's unlikely that the mastermind is on Waste Star. If he is on Waste Star, he can think of a more direct solution. There's no need to go through such a big detour on Star Network." Jiufang Yu gently stroked the white jade ring with his fingertips. "Publicizing the matter to Star Network is to take advantage of public opinion pressure, occupy the moral high ground, and finally force you to hand over the recipe. This is the style of the Shi family, or inertial thinking, so I am more inclined to the second possibility."
Judging from the current clues, the person that Tao Zhe failed to catch up with at the beginning should be the other party's spy on Feixing, and he has even been monitoring Qi Huan for some time.
After they appeared, the other party could no longer get close to Qi Huan, so they started to think of other ways.
"Am I really a member of the Qi family?" Qi Huan frowned in distress.
"From the words on the earring, it should be. Of course, if we want to be sure, we still need to take your DNA for comparison test." Jiufang Yu tapped the table with his fingers. The current state of the Qi family is actually not stable. The remaining three larger branches take turns to be in power every five years. The family that is temporarily in power took over three years ago.
Diwuyuan is tracking the accounts that posted the messages. It won't be long before there is news on whether it is the Qi family. However, if he wants to prove it, it would be best to find the person who monitored Qi Huan in the first place. After all, the methods used by Diwuyuan are not easy to expose to the outside world.
"What do you think they'll do next?"
"The general process should be that after confirming that your cooking skills are 'genuine', they will begin to investigate the reasons for your improved cooking skills, and then throw out their intelligence sources to 'prove' that you personally admitted that you have a family recipe book. Finally, the Qi family will show up and 'claim' you, the descendant who has been wandering outside, and by the way, they will also find back their family recipe book that has been lost for many years. Not only will everyone be happy, but it will also increase the popularity of the ancestral recipe book, and its value will also be raised to a higher level."
"The script is perfect, but what if I don't cooperate?" Qi Huan raised his eyebrows. "I refuse to recognize my ancestral roots. What can they do? Accuse me of being disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unjust, and try to monopolize the common assets of the entire family by myself, and guide public opinion to force me to hand over the recipe?"
"That's pretty much the routine. For them, it's better for you not to go back, but the recipes must go back."
"What happens if I ignore them?"
"I will go to the Alliance Arbitration Court to sue you and provide evidence that you have monopolized the family recipes. According to the existing laws of the Alliance, there is an 80% chance that you will be asked to return the recipes to the Qi family." Jiufang Yu's face flashed with helplessness. The Jiufang family used similar means to force him back then.
"It's over then. Things have come to this point. If it really comes to a conclusion, I can only write one for them first." Qi Huan curled his lips. He had a cookbook stolen from him for no reason. Who could he complain to?
"No, now that we know the reason and have roughly figured out their tactics, we can strike back and foil their plans."
"Strike back?"
"Yes, disclose the 'real' reason for your improved cooking skills and clarify that it was just a random excuse. In fact, there is no recipe. If they don't have evidence that you have the recipe, they naturally have no way to ask for it."
"But, in this case, I need a more legitimate and convincing reason for improving my cooking skills. What else can I do besides recipes? I can't really tell everyone that I learned it in a dream, right?" Qi Huan looked at Jiufang Yu pitifully, looking like a bitter melon in the world.
"What do you think of becoming my apprentice? Because you were born a useless star and haven't passed the Star Chef Certificate yet, you're afraid of losing face for your master, so you don't dare to make your apprenticeship public for the time being, so you just casually shirk it with the recipe."
"Then he has to be at least a Star Chef with three swords, right?" Qi Huan sighed. The most powerful Star Chef he had ever seen was only a Star Chef with two swords, and he was an enemy too. He was expelled from the Waste Star because of him.
“I can find you a master who is a Star Chef who is at the third level and will soon be promoted to the fourth level. His name is Po Ren, and his great-grandfather is the former president of the Star Chef Guild, Po Zhan, one of the only two Star Chefs with five swords in the alliance. His family is one of the most famous Star Chef families in the alliance.
The most important thing is that the Po family has a very upright family tradition, and they have no shortage of fame, wealth and fortune, so they shouldn't covet the so-called recipes. It's just that in name only, some of the dishes you made before may temporarily be under the name of the Po family, I wonder if you mind."
"Of course I don't mind, but will they be willing to do it?" Qi Huan choked and looked at Jiufang Yu in disbelief. Is the Star Lord's network of contacts so extensive?
"I need a trade-off," Jiufang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "add two seats to the Qingkong Banquet next Wednesday."
"Broken Blade wants to come to the Clear Sky Feast?"
"It's his great-grandfather and great-grandmother. It is said that his great-grandmother is a fanatical fan of yours." This is another reason why Jiufang Yu felt at ease to entrust the matter to the Po family. With this fan backing him up, no one in the Po family would dare to make things difficult for Qi Huan.
Qi Huan: ...
The wife of the top five-star boss is my fan? What kind of surprise and magical plot is this?
"To the outside world, the Po Zhan couple are here to show their faces and support you, and no one will dare to question your claim of master." Jiufang Yu originally wanted to use the Po Zhan couple's credibility in the culinary and food circles to endorse Qi Huan, so he promised to give Po Ren a seat. Now it's even better, killing two birds with one stone.
"That's great, but will Senior Po Zhan really agree?" Qi Huan always felt that things wouldn't be so easy for Boss Wu Dao to handle.
"If you agree, I will contact Po Ren to discuss this matter now. I have about 80% chance of success." Jiu Fangyu tapped the table with his fingers. "The only problem left is how to explain this to Po Ren."
Po Ren actually didn't need a reason. He would definitely agree for his sake. From the first time he contacted him about Qi Huan, the other party had roughly guessed that he wanted to find a backer for Qi Huan, and he also recognized Qi Huan's cooking skills. Taking this nominal apprentice would be icing on the cake for him personally and the Po family.
The only difficult level should be on the side of Grandpa Pozhan. This reason is actually explained to the old man.
"Those dishes are all ideas from the notes left by my parents. I also spent a lot of time studying them before I succeeded in making some. I don't want the Qi family to take over my and my parents' hard work in vain?"
"That makes sense." He had the right reasons, the most beloved great-grandson as his lobbyist, the seats at the Clear Sky Banquet that the old man needed most as bargaining chips, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages to the Po family, so the possibility of being rejected was very small.
"Then I'll go back and train my mental strength for a while, and wait for your news."
Qi Huan returned to the room and started to exercise his mental strength. On the other side, old man Po Zhan on the starship was also contacting his great-grandson.
[What did you say? Qi Huan wants to be your disciple? Why? ]
Po Ren on the other side was speechless. Was he so unworthy of being someone's master? [Of course it's because of my last name Po, plus the three-knife chef certificate.]
【To be honest.】
As expected, he couldn't evade the question. Po Ren sighed and told Si Han about asking him to help Qi Huan to back him up so that the Qi family wouldn't take away his hard work. [That's basically it. It's a win-win for both of us.]
[Silly child, can you suppress this kind of thing with your three-star chef certificate? ]
Broken Blade: ???
[We are about to arrive at Waste Planet No. 7. Tell that kid Hanhan that if he wants to become your disciple, he should show some sincerity. Let Qi Huan prepare a feast for me and your grandmother. Only when we are happy will it work.]
[Okay, okay, I'll tell him right away]
After relaying the old man's words, Po Ren came to his senses. Wait, apprenticeship banquet? Great grandfather meant that he wanted to accept Qi Huan as his apprentice?
Wouldn't Qi Huan have jumped directly from being his apprentice to being his grandfather's generation?
Qi Huan was exercising his mental strength in the room when someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, he saw the young master with a sad face.
Diwu Yuan sighed before he even opened his mouth, looking exhausted, "Huanhuan, do you think we can add more seats to the Qingkong Banquet?"
More seats? Qi Huan touched the young master's head and signaled him not to worry, "What's the matter?"
"My parents, uncles and aunts in the clan, grandpa and grandma, heard that I am familiar with you, all contacted me, insisting that I get a seat for them at the Qingkong Banquet. My mother said that I was staying out all night and didn't care about her and my father at all. In my life, she has never scolded me more than ten times in total, but today she scolded me for half an hour on the phone." Diwuyuan poked his finger at him aggrievedly, and the little white handkerchief in his chest pocket also bent the corner of his handkerchief.
"It's okay, it's okay. We'll set up a separate table for your family and cook it separately." Qi Huan immediately made a promise to comfort the young master.
“Also, you don’t know how popular the Clear Sky Banquet is right now. Many platforms want to share the live broadcast rights with us. Since they couldn’t contact you, they went directly to Bai Fu.
What’s even funnier is that many people left messages on the platform’s homepage to petition for more seats for on-site spectators, saying that they don’t want to eat, but just want a seat to watch.”
Qi Huan: ...
It's outrageous, I've never heard of a dinner with front row rock seats!
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