I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

The sky finally showed a white belly, and Qiuli took out the map given by the shopkeeper Pang. The lines drawn on the map were very abstract, and Qiuli could only see the outline.

For example, at present, between Fengkou Town and Longkou Town, the official road has to pass through more than a dozen villages, climb five hills, cross a river, and there are three post stations. If you miss it, you have to sleep in the wilderness.

The exact number of kilometers is not listed above.

In the past, these tasks of finding the way were all done by the master. Thinking of this, she sighed again, and the fat man sitting in front of the carriage laughed "hehe".

"Little Qiuzi, you're not very old, and you have a lot on your mind."

"Master Huang, how far is it from us to Longkou Town?"

"How can I know this, but I know how long it will take. If everything goes well today, you will be able to enter Longshan Mountain and settle down at the station at the foot of Longshan Mountain. Tomorrow, when you arrive at Xikou Village, you will settle at the Xikou Station. The day after tomorrow, after that We can see Longkou Town after walking the official road for more than ten miles along the fine sand river."

Fatty Huang knows all about the places he will pass on the road, and he seems to be an experienced follower.

The terrain of Fengkou Town is high on three sides and low on the other. After leaving Fengkou Town, walk westward on the official road at this gap. It took nearly two hours to walk out of this mountain depression.

Qiuli sighed, traveling in ancient times was indeed difficult.

After walking out of the col for more than ten minutes, the convoy began to rest and build a stove for cooking.

Several people work together to fetch water and firewood. The simple breakfast is to cook porridge and steam the cold steamed buns from the previous night.

This time the convoy came out with a total of eight cars and 25 people. Except for the handlebars, most of them walked on their feet. The horses were precious and were used to pull goods.

Qiu Li was treated preferentially.

She followed behind Fatty Huang and made a strike. She was nimble and not afraid of hardship. When the porridge was ready, Fatty Huang's sense of Qiuli became a little better.

The attitude is also intimate.

All the bowls and chopsticks were prepared by themselves, and Qiuli was no exception. After breakfast, the motorcade started back on the road. Their spirits improved significantly, and there were more conversations on the road.

Sitting at the front of the car was Deacon Zhang, and at the back was another Lianjiazi, Uncle Zhu in a sloppy suit. Except for the handlebars and the cook, all the people accompanying the car were fully armed.

In addition, Qiuli saw that a talisman was pasted under the roof of each car. This was a talisman, and ordinary ghosts could not get close to it.

As for the monsters, the heart mirrors sewn on the clothes by these Lianjiazi are not only used for body protection, but also can be used as demon mirrors.

The bronze mirror that Qiuli herself used to dress up was of the same style, but her own mirror was made by the master himself, so it must be a bit higher-end than their high-end products.

On the way, Qiuli jumped out of the car and walked beside the carriage, while practicing Shimen's breathing method, which is this saber technique. I'm afraid I won't be able to practice it these days.

There was not much rain last night, and the ground was a bit damp, which just avoided the dust, so walking is the most suitable.

The carriage was driving on the official road, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. By the afternoon, Qiu Li's interest was almost exhausted.

Fatty Huang said to her with a smile: "I seldom go out. It's always good to be at home, but it's always difficult to be outside. Xiaoqiuzi, come up and sit and refresh yourself. It's been a rough night lately."

Qiuli grabbed the frame with one hand, got into the car lightly, and still sat in the old position.

As soon as we sat down here, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and Deacon Zhang in the first car shouted, "Speed ​​up, and try to cross Longshan before it rains."

The carriage moved quickly, and Qiuli looked at the sky above the flat field, and the dark clouds rolled towards the direction of the convoy.

The wind blew the ends of her hair, lifted the corner of the tarpaulin under her feet, and the carport made a sound.

"It's too late!" Fatty Huang squinted his eyes and muttered.

"Get off the car! Get off the car! Put up the tarpaulin!" Deacon Zhang stopped the car first, and the convoy came to a stop in no time. Several young men climbed up and down to inspect the goods, and the tarpaulin was wrapped tightly.

The carriage started again, and the big raindrops began to fall, and the speed of the carriage slowed down significantly.

Qiuli curled up in the carriage, but she didn't realize that the handlebars of the carts were wearing coir raincoats one by one. An hour later, Longshan loomed in the rain and fog. to a new road.

The vehicle drove slowly towards Longshan.

"Oh, I'm going to suffer tonight. According to this pace, I won't be able to make it to the post station at night!" Fatty Huang tightened the coir raincoat on his body. At the end of the day, I was tired enough.

"Master Huang, why don't you take a rest when I come to cook tonight." Qiuli suggested.

"You know how to cook?" Master Huang turned to look at her.

"What kind of dishes are you going to make tonight, tell me, Master Huang, and I'll build a stove to cook." She started the two meals during the day and already understood the process.

If the heat of the cooking is controlled, it will not be difficult to prepare dinner for the [-]-odd people.

"Then I, Lao Huang, will enjoy the blessings. In the evening, it will be the same as in the morning. Cook porridge, put some bacon in it, add some wild vegetable foam, and eat a dry meal at noon, and a thin meal in the morning and evening is fine. Travelers don't care. "

Fatty Huang felt comfortable seeing Qiuli how she looked, and became more intimate in his words.

The vehicle finally went up the mountain, and the sky was dark.

The leading Deacon Zhang yelled again: "Everyone, cheer up and spend the night at the Mountain Temple tonight."

Qiuli was stunned, and there was another mountain temple. There are many mountains in Dasheng Kingdom, and almost every famous mountain has a mountain temple.

But in her memory, she has never seen a mountain god.

"It's good if you can go to the mountain temple to rest your feet. If you go down the mountain tomorrow morning, there won't be much delay." Fatty Huang's mentality is very stable.

After the car got on the mountain road, it became difficult to walk. In rainy weather, not only people, but also horses were a little bit difficult. The slope was slightly steeper, so I had to get out of the car to help push the cart. Qiu Li was also wearing a coir raincoat and came down several times. .

It was very early in the rainy day, and the mountain temple was on the other side of the mountain. The vehicle had just climbed down the hillside, and a group of people cheered.

Deacon Zhang's brows finally relaxed, and Qiuli had already seen the outline of the mountain temple through the rain curtain.

The oil lamps were all lit and hung on the front of the car. When we arrived at the mountain temple, it was already dark.

Fortunately, the mountain temple in Longshan was big enough, not only that, but there was a yard behind the temple, and the horses were taken off their shafts and led into the yard one by one.

The vehicles are parked at the gate of the temple, and the handles are shifted.

Qiu Li got down from the car with a bundle of firewood. There was a simple stove built of ready-made stones in the mountain temple. These were built by some traveling merchants who stayed overnight.

After a tiring day, Master Huang left Qiuli busy. He found a dry ground and sat down. A fire was lit on the other side, and several men with soaked clothes took off their clothes and dried them on the spot.

As if nothing had happened, Qiu Li built a fire, fetched water to cook porridge, cut some bacon, sprinkled wild vegetables, and the porridge was ready in half an hour.

She filled a bowl first, walked up to Fatty Huang, and handed it to Fatty Huang. Fatty Huang had never been treated like this, and the corners of his eyes were red for a moment. He took the porridge without saying a word, and drank it in small mouthfuls.

Along the way, Qiuli could tell that this fat man was driving and cooking, so he was clearly bullying him to be honest.

After eating the porridge, Qiuli took the iron pot and went out to wash it. By the way, she hid behind a tree with an umbrella to solve her personal physical problems.

In the mountain temple at night, all the people in the caravan were outside, except for the guards of the vehicles. The people in the temple were lying on the ground resting in disorder, and the snoring one after another was almost more disturbing than the sound of the rain outside.

Qiuli leaned against the shrine, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The "professional game interface" that had been silent in her mind for a long time suddenly changed, and the progress bar of "Gourmet Halo" reappeared, and the number had reached 88%. Before she could take a closer look, a pop-up window popped up:
[Release task:
Find the mountain god of Longshan, the task is completed: reward 2000 points; task failure: no penalty.

Accept/Reject]

Wow, there is a big update today, tomorrow's update will be later.Happy weekend guys :)