Yang Shiyun took some food. There were hardly any left in the cave. Zhao Qiang spent half the night eating most of it. Although Li Hua and the others had complaints, they were afraid of Zhao Qiang because he had killed someone, so they didn't dare to say anything.
Xiao Baihe and Yang Shiyun sat on the muddy ground at the cave entrance, eating and chatting as if the corpse on the ground didn't exist. Everyone knew that to survive last night and not be as badly injured as the others in the cave, one had to be extraordinary. However, no one said it out loud because everyone was in a difficult situation at the moment.
Around 10 a.m., the sound of helicopter rotors could be heard in the sky. With so many people missing, even if the villagers at the foot of Wulong Mountain didn't report it to the police, someone outside would.
Xiao Baihe stood up easily and said, "It was quite an unpleasant outdoor trip, but I think it's coming to an end soon, isn't it?"
Yang Shiyun guarded the cave entrance warily. "Who can argue with that? But an end means a new beginning, doesn't it?"
In the evening, at a roadside restaurant, which should have been quiet at this time, it was packed with people. Strangely, no one dared to make a sound. Everyone ate their meals in silence while secretly watching a table in the corner. There were only four people at that table, with three others sitting with them. One of them was happily eating several plates of roasted meat.
"Sister Yang, has he not eaten for several days?" The county party secretary, who was sitting with him, finally couldn't help but ask.
Yang Shiyun glared at the county party secretary: "Aren't you worrying too much?"
The county party secretary shrank back in fright, while the county head, sitting on the other side of the table, muttered to himself, "Serves you right. You're meddling in things you shouldn't be doing. You deserve to be criticized."
In the restaurant's back kitchen, the owner was so excited he could hardly stand. He loudly encouraged the chefs: "Give it your all! So many customers have come today, you must work hard for me. When we collect the money, we'll make sure to rip them off. That will guarantee our income for several months."
Someone knocked on the window connecting the kitchen and the bar, "Boss, bring five more plates of roast pork."
The owner opened the window and said, "Alright, I've already sent someone to buy new pork. Please eat as much as you like. The new roast pork will be ready in an hour and a half. If you can't wait, we also have other dishes, guaranteed to be delicious and inexpensive."
"Just bring out whatever meat you have. Don't ask how many plates you want, just bring out as much as you have." The other person was very generous.
The boss was so happy he was practically snotting. He turned to the chefs and said, "Did you hear that? As long as it's meat, get it cooked quickly—stir-fry, steam, deep-fry, braise! And serve the food to the customers right away! The customer is God, so we must take good care of them."
Yang Shiyun poured a large glass of beverage and pushed it over, saying, "Don't choke, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
Zhao Qiang said, "I'm really hungry. Don't you want some? This meat is so delicious."
Yang Shiyun looked at the plump slices of meat and shook her head, saying, "I'm already full."
The county magistrate gave Zhao Qiang a thumbs-up and said, "Mr. Zhao has a really good appetite; I admire him."
Zhao Qiang had no time to answer him. After being rescued in the morning, he ate a little something for lunch, which did not help much in restoring his energy. So for dinner, Zhao Qiang returned to the roadside restaurant famous for its roasted meat. After learning Yang Shiyun's identity, the county party secretary and county head of the county insisted on coming to accompany him. Yang Shiyun thought for a moment and then named a few other departments, asking them to come as well.
Patting his stomach, Zhao Qiang was quite satisfied. It was indeed much more energizing than ordinary food. This meal had restored his energy to about 70-80%, at least he didn't have to worry about being attacked by assassins again. Thinking of the assassins on Wulong Mountain, Zhao Qiang felt lingering fear. Each of them was exceptionally skilled; if he hadn't been lucky enough to kill them, he probably wouldn't be sitting here eating roasted pork right now.
Zhao Qiang ate until he was completely exhausted, not even knowing what time it was. He only knew that his teeth were aching from the food. In the end, he practically forced the whole piece of meat down his throat. Yang Shiyun took the chopsticks from his hand and said, "Alright, don't eat too much at once. Let's pay the bill and leave."
The county party secretary stood up first and said, "Boss, the bill." He didn't even ask his secretary for help; only in this way could he show respect to the Yang family.
The owner walked out from behind the bar with a smile, "Well, you gentlemen certainly have a good appetite. Judging by your outfits, you probably don't care about the cost of this meal..."
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Volume 2 [648] We have no relation
We have nothing to do with each other.
The county party secretary, holding his wallet, said, "Why all the nonsense? How much money?"
The owner said, "You're at the same table, right?"
The county party secretary glanced at his other subordinates and said, "Yes, remember to get receipts." He couldn't possibly pay for others' meals out of his own pocket first; they weren't short of money anyway, and the finance department could reimburse them later. Why should he have to pay for his own meals now?
The owner said, "We don't have tickets. Your table spent a total of 6,680 yuan."
The county party secretary thought he'd misheard. He had indeed eaten a lot of meat, but not enough to equal a whole pig, and besides, the price was far more than that of a pig. This wasn't ripping off a person; it was ripping off a pig. "What? How much did you say?"
The owner said, "Six thousand six hundred, I'll give you the extra eighty yuan. Boss, you know pork prices have skyrocketed lately, we have no choice. The ingredients for our secret-recipe roast pork alone cost several thousand yuan. If we didn't price it higher, we'd go bankrupt. You can ask that handsome guy and beautiful girl if you want it to taste good. They ate here for lunch the day before yesterday and they're back as regulars. If it wasn't good, would they come back?" The owner spoke with some pride. It wasn't his fault that pork prices were rising, so it was only right to charge a little more.
The county party secretary flew into a rage: "There are less than twenty plates of roast pork in total, and even if you include the other dishes, there are only thirty plates. At fifty yuan per plate, this meal should not exceed two thousand yuan. How dare you charge six thousand six? And with such arrogance? Do you know who I am?"
The boss chuckled and said, "I don't care who you are. Paying for a meal is a matter of course, and you have to agree with that." If this boss wasn't from out of town, then he either didn't watch TV regularly; otherwise, he should know many people here.
After his initial outburst of anger, the county party secretary calmed down and said, "Issue the invoice. I don't have that much cash on me. I'll swipe my card."
The shop owner said, "Sorry, we don't accept credit cards. You'd better call someone to borrow money."
The county party secretary said to the people at the next table, "Whoever has the most cash can pay first."
Someone must have brought the money, so someone came over and took out the money. The boss took it and said, "Oh, you know each other. But I don't have a receipt, but I can give you one."
The county party secretary said, "A receipt is fine too, just issue it. As long as it proves you received my money."
The restaurant owner scribbled a few words on the bar counter and tossed them to the county party secretary. The words read, "Received 6,600 yuan in catering and entertainment expenses today."
The county party secretary threw the note onto the table next to him and said, "Director Wang, you can handle this as you see fit."
Director Wang of the Price Bureau looked ashamed; this was like a slap in the face. No wonder the second sister of the Yang family specifically requested that the Price Bureau come to dinner; now that was the reason. Director Wang stood up, took out his work ID, and showed it to the restaurant owner. "I'm from the Price Bureau. Your restaurant's prices are false. Please cooperate with the investigation. Of course, you will have to suspend operations for rectification during the investigation."
The boss yelled, "What? You dare to impersonate the price bureau? Are you trying to dine and dash as a group? Brothers, come out here!" The chefs from the kitchen then came out again, wielding cleavers and glaring menacingly at the people in the hall. They were used to this, and each of them looked serious.
Director Wang said to the Public Security Bureau Chief, "Director Sun, this is your responsibility. The public security management is so chaotic, allowing a group of thugs to prey on the people along the highway. You need to give Sister Yang an explanation." Everyone would try to shirk responsibility.
Director Sun stood up, his face flushed. He took out his phone and made a call. If the boss still couldn't see that something was wrong by now, he would be a fool. As he slipped toward the door, he said, "I'm going to the restroom. Get the money ready for me first, and I'll come back to collect it later. I don't care who you are. Even if you make a scene in Beijing, I'll still be in the right if you dine and dash."
Director Sun's secretary stepped forward, blocking the boss's path. He glared, and immediately a chef jumped over, brandishing a knife, and said, "What are you yelling about? This is our shop, you can't make decisions here. Get out of the way!"
The secretary glared at him: "What are you yelling about? Do you know who these people are? This is our county party secretary, Liu; county head, Zhang; this is director Sun from the public security bureau; and these are all leaders from the industry and commerce, health, and other departments that have authority over you. You say we ate and dashed, so we ate and dashed? First, show us your business license and health permit!"
The boss shuddered. He should have realized earlier that it was strange for so many people to come to eat together, but he was blinded by greed and had run into trouble. Although he wouldn't be executed, he would inevitably be fined. He could try to avoid paying the fine, but he figured these people would probably put him in jail until he cried.
Zhao Qiang stood up and said to Yang Shiyun, "Let's go, we still need to get to Shanghai."
Yang Shiyun nodded. How this matter was handled was none of their business. The reason she called all these people over was to warn them that it was impossible for them to bear no responsibility at all for the existence of such a black shop in their jurisdiction.
Approaching the owner, whose face was filled with sorrow, Zhao Qiang said, "The roast pork is indeed very delicious, but the price is a bit high. With the taste of your roast pork, it wouldn't be difficult to make money if you did business well."
The boss said with a bitter face, "What's the use of saying all this now? It's too late." He could already hear the sound of police sirens in the distance; it must be the people summoned by Director Sun just now.
Zhao Qiang smiled and ignored him. Whether it was too late or not was up to him. "If one hears the truth in the morning, one can die content in the evening." If one had no remorse, no amount of talking would be of any use.
Driving straight to Shanghai, Zhao Qiang stopped the car when they passed the outer perimeter of Wulong Mountain. Yang Shiyun looked out the window and said, "Don't worry, no one can dig up the things underground. We will soon find out the answer. I just don't understand how the people who want to kill us know the secret of Wulong Mountain."
Zhao Qiang said, "They probably don't know what's in Wulong Mountain yet. They just happened to be there. Otherwise, they should have entered the cave before us. But I don't think everyone can sense the mysterious things in the cave."
Yang Shiyun said, "That's true. No one knows that your body has the ability to store and decompose energy, otherwise it would have been difficult for you to escape unscathed this time. If they knew that you were so vulnerable back then, they would have killed us without hesitation."
Zhao Qiang was also a little scared and asked, "Have you checked Xiao Baihe's identity?"
Yang Shiyun said, "I checked. The student who returned from studying in Japan is now working as an employee in a company in Shanghai. I couldn't find anything else."
Zhao Qiang sighed: "If the assassin wasn't sent by the Wang family, then who was it?"
Yang Shiyun said, "It's impossible for the Wang family to send assassins right now, unless they've lost their minds. But we haven't heard any news from Beijing about Wang Shihui losing his mind, so I don't think it's the Wang family."
Zhao Qiang said, "The assassin speaks non-standard Mandarin and uses a Japanese sword. In addition, Xiao Baihe studied in Japan. Do you think there is a connection between these things?" When it comes to analyzing problems, Zhao Qiang is very good at it and can think of all aspects.
Yang Shiyun said, "Theoretically speaking, the Japanese wouldn't dare to be so arrogant in China, otherwise we shouldn't let them cause trouble in our country."
Zhao Qiang snorted: "That's Beijing. Now that we're outside the capital region, it's the perfect time for them to make their move on Wulong Mountain."
Yang Shiyun said, "But without evidence, we can't even detain Xiao Baihe. She's a legitimate tourist. We can't force her to admit to having a relationship with the Japanese. Besides, it's possible that the Japanese would steal your technological achievements, but why would they kill you? Don't they know how much damage your death would cause? At most, they should take you back to Japan."
Zhao Qiang said, "If I die, our country will suffer the most, while developed countries like the United States and Japan will benefit. You should know that they are currently ahead in technology, but my existence makes them feel threatened."
Yang Shiyun said, "They should understand that your death will not contribute in any way to the advancement of the world's technological level."
Zhao Qiang said, "Don't talk about world exhibitions with the Japanese. In their eyes, the Yamato race is probably the most important."
Yang Shiyun said indignantly, "Why doesn't our country value you enough? If the country were willing to protect you, those assassins would never have been able to get close to you. My sister is right, my dad and grandpa went too far."
Zhao Qiang said, "Forget it, let's leave it at that for now. Fortunately, the Wang family behaved themselves, otherwise there would have been even more trouble. They definitely won't let this go until they kill me, so we still have a chance to fight."
Yang Shiyun patted the backpack next to her, which contained a water purifier. She said, "We've already got the treasure, so you don't need to expend as much energy as last time. We're not afraid of how many of them come."
Because they were traveling at night and neither of them had fully recovered, Zhao Qiang stopped the car on the side of the road at 11:30 p.m., reclined the chairs, and the two of them made do in the car for the night.
They continued their journey after waking up in the morning, and entered a prefecture-level city around 8:00 AM. They found a hotel, and after washing up, they had breakfast downstairs. Yang Shiyun asked Zhao Qiang, "What's the plan for today?"
Zhao Qiang asked, "Don't you want to charge it?" Zhao Qiang pointed to the bag Yang Shiyun was holding, which contained a water purifier.
Yang Shiyun said, "Of course I want to. Why don't we go back to our room?"
Zhao Qiang said, "Let's go buy some clothes first, otherwise we'll soon run out of clothes to wear."
Yang Shiyun realized that she hadn't brought much luggage when she left, and she had worn out a piece of clothing in Wulong Mountain. Now she really didn't have any clean clothes to change into, so she agreed to Zhao Qiang's plan. The two left the breakfast shop and looked for clothing stores along the street.
Yang Shiyun didn't have high requirements for clothing, so she just randomly picked a store and went in. The sales clerk was extremely enthusiastic when she saw Yang Shiyun, as if she wanted to treat her like royalty, because a girl like Yang Shiyun would never buy cheap clothes.
"These are the ones I'll take," Yang Shiyun decided. The items she picked were all priced at around two hundred yuan, which was considered cheap for someone of her status.
The sales clerk, however, was pushing several designer items that cost nearly a hundred yuan, saying, "Beautiful lady, these clothes are definitely not good for you. Try these on; your boyfriend can afford them. Don't deny him a chance. You'll look even more beautiful in these clothes, and he'll like you even more, right?"
"He's not my boyfriend," Yang Shiyun said coldly. Zhao Qiang was Yang Shiqi's boyfriend, and she dared not get that wrong.
Zhao Qiang pointed to the items the salesperson was hawking and said, "Wrap them all up together and swipe your card."
The sales clerk's eyes narrowed with delight as she said to Zhao Qiang, "You're pursuing this beautiful lady, aren't you? Just because of your generosity, she'll be moved and agree to be with you. I'll pack up your things and settle the bill."
After leaving the clothing store, Yang Shiyun said, "I'll pay you back later. I left in a hurry this time and didn't bring any cash. I just returned to China and haven't opened a bank account or anything yet."
Zhao Qiang said, "It's nothing, buying you some clothes is no big deal."
Yang Shiyun said, "Nothing, we have no relationship."
Zhao Qiang was speechless. Yang Shiyun added, "I don't want others to misunderstand."
Zhao Qiang said, "Understood, let's go back."
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Volume 2 [649] Beverage Machine
Yang Shiyun carried the water purifier into Zhao Qiang's room. There was a pile of food on Zhao Qiang's table, which he had bought in the city on his way back. While eating, Zhao Qiang said to Yang Shiyun, "You should take it easy on the electricity you absorb. I'm afraid the wiring here won't be able to handle it."
Yang Shiyun said, "It's not a big deal if we can't handle it, but I'm afraid the hotel will find out about our electricity usage."