Chapter 713 - 382: Compensation for Expert Bai Mo (Part 2)

"Our leader wants to eat at your place.

"Evacuate your customers.

"I'll pay all their bills."

The bald boss furrowed his brows.

"How many of you are eating?

"I still have a table in the hall that seats four.

"If you can fit, come in and eat.

"If not, I'll pack it for you."

The young man frowned, pointed at the credentials on the counter, and was quite impatient.

"Don't you understand me?

"I said to clear the people out!

"I'll pay all their bills!"

The bald old man was even more stubborn and immediately retorted!

"Can't you understand me?

"This restaurant is mine, I'm the one who decides, there's no rule for clearing people out!

"Eat if you want, if not, forget it.

"It's not like I'm a big restaurant or hotel, I'm in an alley, a pot of mutton for fifty, a pot of fried chicken for forty, a table of dishes for two hundred, who can't afford it? Do you need to pay? Do you think you're so special?"

The bald old man didn't even glance at the credentials from start to finish!

The young man was furious, his face flushed, trembling all over!

The customers in the hall all looked over.

At that moment, through the wind and snow, three figures entered with two secretaries.

All three were tall and thin, wearing trench coats, hats, and masks.

Underneath the trench coats were the wool uniforms of the Immortal Committee!

The leading young man waved his hand, signaling his flushed, neck-stiffening secretary to leave.

He then took a blood-colored talisman from his pocket and slapped it onto the wall with a "bang"!

Immediately, a bloody wave spread in the small restaurant, and the affected shop owner and diners started to forget what had just happened, looking dazed and shaky.

The second young man had a huge raven climb out from inside his trench coat, gripping his clothes and perching on his shoulder.

This raven had black feathers all over, but no feathers on its head.

The bald pink-topped head, full of wrinkles and blue veins, looked as if it had no scalp, with the brain directly exposed!

"Make all the customers crawl out for me."

Its eyes bulged, and the brain on top of its head started to pulse, emitting brainwaves!

"Ah!"

The third young man walked to the counter, towards the dazed shop owner, and reached out gently.

"Old thing, don't appreciate kindness, do you know who we are?

"Sequence Seven!

"Do you understand the weight of Sequence Seven?

"Eating here gives you face!

"Don't reject it!"

His slender hand lightly patted the owner's face. The slap wasn't heavy, just humiliating!

Right at that moment...

Swish!

A sword light shot through the beaded curtain at the door of the private room!

Whoosh!

The sword pierced the young man's hand reaching for the owner's face!

Thunk!

Amidst the splattering blood, the sword wedged into the wall.

It punctured the talisman on the wall, pinning the hand that sought to strike!

The three young men were on high alert!

"Who?"

"Attacking an Immortal Committee member, do you want to die?"

"Bald-headed Raven, on guard!"

In the next moment, they saw the beaded curtain at the private room door lifted.

Out came the livid-faced Professor Zhang and the oddly-expressed Mo Lanyou.

Finally, it was Bai Mo, under the protection of Wu Qingyun.

...

Swish...

Swish...

The disciplinary department's official vehicles took away the three young Immortal Technical Committee members and their three secretaries.

At the small restaurant's entrance, Professor Zhang looked embarrassed.

"These three bastards are the new Sequence Seven, Zhang Baishi, Mu Yun, and Lu Tongwa.

"They're newly promoted Sequence Seven, just assigned to West State.

"They haven't even been given specific jobs yet, but they're already busy throwing their weight around.

"We can't stay at this restaurant, let's go, find another place to eat."

...

Professor Zhang seemed incredibly familiar with every little restaurant in the urban village.

Soon, with Bai Mo and the others in tow, they found another old restaurant and went inside.

Sitting in a small private room, Professor Zhang introduced with a grin.

"You might never guess the specialty dish here.

"Just wait and see."

After a short while, the owner served the dish. Everyone stared as a large platter was placed in front of them, piled high and golden yellow, shredded with scallions and cilantro—a huge plate of potato threads!

"Hehe, this isn't your ordinary potato threads.

"This is millet potato threads with scrambled eggs!

"This plate costs eighty-nine bucks!

"Because the owner is old now, he rarely cooks."

Bai Mo held his apprentice; both felt baffled.

Millet price?

Potato price?

Egg price?

And this rundown greasy little restaurant, what's the price of its environment and service?

Selling at eighty-nine?

Boba Tea eyed the potato threads, equally puzzled.

It had talked with its fellow disciples about current market prices; eighty-nine could buy a lot of fried chicken!

Could this small shop owner really be a Potato Threads Immortal?

Everyone's expressions were peculiar as they each extended their chopsticks, picked up the potato threads, and sent them to their mouths.

Bai Mo also picked a piece and offered it to his apprentice.

Boba Tea squinted, chewed twice, and suddenly brightened!

"Wow!"

"Haha, it really is the Potato Threads Immortal!"

"Savory, fragrant, crispy, sour, and spicy, with the aroma of millet and eggs, a richly layered taste."

"It's all common ingredients, but together, truly delicious."

"Impressive!"

"It's worth the price!"

Bai Mo took a bite himself, savoring it slowly.

"Hmm..."

Unbelievable, these potato threads are really good!

Ingredients, flavor, technique, and timing—all were expertly handled by the owner. Every aspect, just right!

The group brightened, eating joyfully while chatting and laughing.

In the midst of their talk, Bai Mo's phone suddenly vibrated.

Professor Zhang's phone vibrated too.

The two exchanged a glance, both pulling out their phones, and sure enough, it was a message from the Shangjing Headquarters.

[Hello, Expert Bai Mo]

[After our research, we've decided to entrust the construction and subsequent management of the West State Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory to you...]

Professor Zhang grinned widely.

"Hahaha, compensation has arrived!

"We've been applying for this pharmaceutical factory slot for a long time, but it was never approved.

"We thought it would go to Jiao Su or Dongguo, but unexpectedly they used it to compensate you!"

Bai Mo's expression was odd, unsure of what to say.

Continuing to read the message, he saw that Shangjing promised the factory site, funds, and even five hundred Immortal Exam staffing slots for him to form a pharmaceutical research team! Plus, five hundred administrative slots for a management team! Even thirty Sequence Eight Immortal Committee members, and ten Sequence Seven Immortal Committee members to oversee factory security.

Professor Zhang and Mo Lanyou were all beaming!

Fang Xiaoyu also grinned, she also received the document copy, flipping through it, her joy increasing with each page.

Only Bai Mo, like an old man on the subway watching his phone, grumbled internally at the notification on his phone.

"Damn it... this counts as compensation?

"Do I care for this nonsense?"

Moreover, the first task for the Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory is none other than the Celestial Mountain Snow Lotus Potion!

The notification included a segment.

[...Your theory seems to have somewhat bridged the gap between Immortal Technique and science. We hope you attempt using this theory to create Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup with our contemporary snow lotus flower...]

Bai Mo froze.

Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup, this thing's main ingredients are Desert Valley Snow Clam and snow lotus flower.

The Desert Valley Snow Clam is the main ingredient, the snow lotus flower is merely a side!

The Immortal Committee folks only know half of it, cluelessly ordering based on the name?

Only snow lotus flower, can't produce Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup.

Just like only potato threads can't make a grand dish!

Bai Mo glanced at the mostly eaten eighty-nine-dollar Immortal Potato Threads on the table... Is this making him play the Snow Lotus Immortal? Forced to use this Celestial Mountain snow lotus flower to concoct Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup?

Beside him, Mo Lanyou looked at Professor Zhang's phone, her expression odd.

"Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup? Sounds familiar.

"The name is slightly familiar.

"But it doesn't matter!

"Developing these Immortal Elixirs for three to five years, isn't that normal?

"Whether it's soup or not, such a big factory, hahaha, let's get it first!"