Chapter 745: Act.01 [Entertainment·Grand Hospitality]
Foreword:
Hunger is the best seasoning.
--Arthur Schopenhauer
[Part ①·Stealing Offerings]
The Mist River downstream was originally calm. With the crash of Penglai No. 1, the regional spiritual disaster index gradually rose, and ripples began to appear on the water surface.
The waves spread, as if an invisible hand was lightly painting on the water.
"Hey."
Billy leaned against the window of the passenger ship, idly chatting.
"Fuyanni, how much food do we have left in our bags?"
Fuyanni carried the cloth bag and squeezed next to her elder brother. After counting the remaining provisions, she casually replied, "Enough for us to return to Black Wind Ridge."
The sightseeing boat's speed was only eight knots. It would take at least nine hours to return to the command center, and they would have to rely on the weather. If they encountered strong winds and heavy rain, the boat would move even slower.
Billy then asked, "What kind of food is it?"
Fuyanni: "Six zongzi. Half are sweet date and bean paste filling, and the other half are pork and egg yolk."
Billy: "Only zongzi?"
Fuyanni: "When we left Black Wind Ridge, the quartermaster specifically instructed us not to bring military rations from Guangling Zhixi, nor any food products with the ship code XN1065. If the enemy finds out—our lives would be in danger."
The two of them were on a mission near the Aizong Mausoleum. They claimed to be tourists from the East. When they passed through customs at Baibei Port, if the local soldiers found anything suspicious while inspecting their luggage and recognized these goods from Xiantai Prefecture's merchant ships, the siblings would surely be in trouble and would even implicate their teacher Su Ling.
These six zongzi were treasures they had obtained from local