Chapter 141 Chinese New Year

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The old man has been running the business for a long time and has countless assets. The Nameless Island is his home base, and most of his treasures are hidden on the island.

On the land, the old man's other assets are scattered all over the place. As long as he can find a way to escape from the island, he will have a chance to make a comeback.

But the old man is already old, and the truth has been exposed. Even if he really makes a comeback, it will probably take a long time.

This is also one of the main reasons why the old man failed to escape. People's hearts are hard to guess, but when they are trapped on an isolated island with no one to help, they either surrender or get beaten. Looking at the Salted Fish Sect, from the master to the apprentice, they are all abnormally strong. People who know the situation will naturally choose the side that is beneficial to them.

After Bu Zao's original body and the vest gathered on the island, their strength was obvious to all. His martial arts that far exceeded the level of the martial arts world made many people have many small thoughts.

There are always higher mountains than the other, and it is instinctive to admire the strong, especially the head and disciples of the Salted Fish Sect have fully demonstrated their strength.

If the Salted Fish Sect only relies on majesty and fear to shock others, it will only be able to hold the title of "the world's largest sect" for a short time and will be forgotten sooner or later.

Bu Zao hopes that the title of "the world's largest sect" of the Salted Fish Sect can last longer, at least more than a thousand years, so as not to let down his efforts.

[Nothing can be maintained forever...even dynasties can only last for a few hundred years. ]

The system knew Bu Zao's thoughts and expressed its own views.

[So it's just my beautiful expectation. 】Bu Zao said cheerfully,【When you are alive, you always have to have some small goals.】

The system fell into deep thought.

Then Bu Zao heard its heartbeat broadcast.

〖The system was confused that the player would consider things a thousand years later.〗

〖It turns out that good players have a longer-term vision.〗

〖…The system was confused.〗

〖“How did the player understand this trial opportunity?” The system had such a question.〗

Bu Zao: Ah, I’m finally going to find out:D

He waited and waited, and the system’s heartbeat broadcast stopped, and even the system itself didn’t speak again.

This inevitably made Bu Zao a little disappointed, but business was more important, and Bu Zao began to write down the secrets of martial arts.

Whoever has the biggest fist in the world is the boss, no matter what Gong Jiu thinks about Bu Zao’s deception, he has to admit Bu Zao’s strength.

The business that Bu Zao and Gong Jiu were talking about had a lot to do with this.

Why the Salted Fish Sect is so powerful is the question that has been lingering in everyone's mind this year.

Gong Jiu is no exception. His curiosity even made him ignore the fact that Bu Zao had fooled him. He patiently negotiated with Bu Zao and reached an agreement.

The cheats are written not only for Gong Jiu to read, but for everyone else to read.

During the seven years, Bu Zao was constantly adjusting the skills provided by the game while practicing hard, and he could also write and combine better skills based on his own understanding.

This is more convenient than collecting fragments and combining new skills in "Simulation Jianghu: I am the Master 1.0". After all, the feeling of controlling the character is quite different from what you experience in person.

No matter from which aspect, the Salted Fish Sect is far ahead of any other sect in Jianghu.

Bu Zao wrote furiously, his head buried in writing.

The disciples of the Salted Fish Sect did not need to read the book he was writing. The martial arts they learned were the martial arts knowledge that Bu Zao had compiled based on the martial arts secrets he had obtained from Shi Guanyin and the people in the school, and that he had also added the skills that Bu Zao had researched over the years. Although it would take another year or so to become independent, it was already quite impressive in today's martial arts world.

Bu Zao wrote one-third of the book, threw away his pen, and leaned back lazily. He suddenly remembered that he did not need to rush so much.

So Bu Zao got up and took a nap, and spent the next few days in leisure.

Gong Jiu was a little confused to see that the head was so leisurely. Bu Zao noticed his gaze, fixed his smiley mask on him, and nodded slightly.

"..."

Gong Jiu didn't want to be too proactive and appear impatient, so he looked away and didn't move forward.

It was very interesting to listen to the previous chef Bu Zao speak, but the head Bu Zao would never be like that... It's clearly the same person, but the feeling he gives people is completely different.

Gong Jiu walked away slowly.

Bu Zao lazily withdrew his gaze and walked barefoot on the beach, leaving a footprint with every step, stretching out a long line.

There was no scene between the head and the disciples today, so the main body was quite free.

At a certain point in the long trail of footprints, a string of shoe prints suddenly appeared, and Yue Yang appeared silently behind Bu Zao.

Bu Zao:... Although I know you are here, it's still very weird not to say a word, okay?

The sea water washed the white sand, some footprints were wiped out, the sea surface was sparkling, and the wind blew the clothes and hair of the two people into a mess.

Bu Zao did not wear a mask this time, and his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. The intimidation of the leader of the Salted Fish Sect was almost non-existent.

Even though he had witnessed the actions of the leader Bu Zao several times, Yue Yang was still a little dazed when he saw Bu Zao's back.

Because he lived in the same yard with Bu Zao and had a good relationship with him when Bu Zao pretended to be a chef, the subordinates of the little old man on the island felt that Yue Yang was very valued by Bu Zao.

The main reason for this view was that Yue Yang cooperated with Bu Zao very well after he put on the mask, and the leader Bu Zao did not make things too difficult for him. Before Wu Du and others landed on the island, Yue Yang's treatment was unique and no one could compare to him.

But the reality was not like that. The leader's attitude towards him was very subtle, as if it was nothing.

"You have just been watching behind the stone," Bu Zao spoke first, "Just say what you want to say."

"What did you discuss with the Ninth Young Master?" Yue Yang said directly.

"Nothing... He will help me with some small favors in the future, and I will let him see what learning never stops."

Bu Zao also said it very straightforwardly, he guessed what Yue Yang was going to say.

Yue Yang said frankly: "I want to do something for you."

The leader of the Salted Fish Sect looked back at Yue Yang, and for some reason, his expression seemed a little vague.

Perhaps it was the bright sunlight, or perhaps it was the sparkling waves, a seagull flapped its wings and flew over, and a shadow passed over the two of them.

Amid the sound of the waves, Yue Yang heard the leader say:

"I don't accept disciples."

"I'm not the old man's disciple either."

The headmaster's smile became clearer. He reached out and patted Yue Yang's shoulder, then retracted his hand in Yue Yang's uncomfortable look.

"Okay."

Yue Yang bowed and said seriously, "Headmaster."

Bu Zao smiled.

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The days on the island passed by quickly, and soon it was New Year's Eve. A few days ago, the people on the island quietly began to prepare for the New Year, some cleaning and some fishing.

Even if Bu Zao didn't become a chef, the original chef could cook for everyone.

But there was a serious problem. The food on the island would be replenished regularly. Since Bu Zao took control of the island, the food stored in the cellar had been used. And after Lu Xiaofeng came to the island, some time had passed, and the food was a little insufficient.

Bu Zao was not worried about food, but the others did not want to starve to death.

Yue Yang counted the supplies on the island and reported to Bu Zao. He was trying to fulfill his duties and responsibilities and play a role that his superiors would appreciate.

Bu Zao said thoughtfully: "I didn't say that I would stay on the island until I die. Let's leave after the New Year when the weather is suitable for going out to sea."

"...What about the people on the island?" Yue Yang asked.

It is impossible to bring everyone back, and with Lu Xiaofeng present, the existence of the Nameless Island will surely be known to others, and the Six Gates will also get involved in the future.

"Stay here and wait for the food to be transported." Bu Zao said casually, "I have my own arrangements."

Yue Yang nodded.

On New Year's Eve, Sikong Zhaixing and Lu Xiaofeng both seemed a little hesitant and walked around in the yard.

Wang Lianhua asked doubtfully: "Do your feet itch?" Sikong Zhaixing

: "No."

Yidianhong understood what they were thinking: "Bu Zao's cooking is very good."

Wang Lianhua understood. Although he had never tasted Bu Zao's cooking skills, he had already heard about it.

"How could the head of the Salted Fish Sect condescend to cook for us?"

"No, he said he would interact with us as usual."

Lu Xiaofeng pushed the door open and walked out.

It's not that Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to see the head, but he rarely met the head alone during his time on the island. He often heard people talk about where they met the head, but when he rushed there, he was gone.

In the grass at the gate of the yard, Lu Xiaofeng saw Wangcai.

"Woof woof!!"

Lu Xiaofeng followed Wangcai to see Bu Zao who was hungry, and was surprised to find that Bu Zao was grilling fish.

The aroma was so fragrant that Lu Xiaofeng was drooling after just a sniff.

Bu Zao held up the grilled fish skewers to him, and Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment and sat down opposite Bu Zao.

Wangcai squatted obediently beside Bu Zao, and the man and the dog stared at Lu Xiaofeng, with some subtle similarities.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing.

Bu Zao flipped the grilled fish and glanced at him.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Isn't it too monotonous to only eat grilled fish for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Bu Zao said, "There are no good ingredients on the island, so it can't be monotonous." Lu Xiaofeng

said, "Will I have a chance to try your cooking skills when I return to the shore later?"

"I should have told you the answer a long time ago."

"That's right."

Lu Xiaofeng took a bite of the grilled fish and was about to laugh, but his expression froze on his face, as if he was about to vomit.

"Not only are there few ingredients, but there are also few spices." Bu Zao added slowly, "It seems that it will be unpalatable with only those spices."

Lu Xiaofeng said nothing.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft."

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Everyone has seen that Wu Du has been trying to ease the relationship between his master and his fellow apprentices, but it is in vain.

Neither Chongming nor Xiaoqingzhou would listen to what others said, and the head of the sect was even more elusive.

Yu Tianbao was tired of watching and asked in confusion: "Why not just let them go? Isn't it said that a melon that is forced is not sweet?"

Wang Lianhua was a little surprised: "It's really rare that you actually said such a reasonable thing."

Yu Tianbao: "..."

He dared to be angry but not to speak.

As the person involved, Yu Tianbao guessed the identity of the young master surnamed Wang earlier than Lu Xiaofeng. Compared with Wu Du, Wang Lianhua, who was smiling but hiding a knife, actually made him more afraid.

Yidianhong respected Wudu's idea and said, "Why not have a good talk during the Spring Festival? No matter what, we won't fight on such a day."

Wudu hesitated for a moment and said, "The day when my senior brother burned the token was New Year's Eve."

... It was the first time I heard it.

Several people were speechless.

"What kind of conflict is there between them?" Yu Tianbao asked curiously, "The headmaster should have taught all his knowledge, so how could he be dissatisfied?"

Wudu said, "As far as I know, there is no conflict."

Wang Lianhua had a blank expression.

"Even if there is a flower stuck in the cow dung, you can only see the flower. Let's go."