Chapter 1305 - 1305: Shao Baxing

In Zhao Guo'an's small courtyard.

Xiao Feng squinted suspiciously at Sun Shijie, "Old man, are you sure those sixteen people are the elite forces you mentioned?"

At this time, Sun Shijie was busy collecting small fragrant pearl droppings and casually replied, "You can't just judge by age.

I know these people well, so I can use them with confidence.

Plus, you don't have to worry about productivity; as people get older, they sleep less, so working overtime isn't a big deal, at least they'll maintain their current level."

Hearing Sun Shijie say that, Xiao Feng felt somewhat reassured.

When it came to personnel, it didn't matter whether they were his own or not, after all, he didn't grasp any core technology.

"Shall I have them tidy up and move to the new dormitory then?" Xiao Feng asked.

The new dormitory was still in Jinyue Garden Villa District, rented through Zhao Guo'an's connections, and the rent was quite reasonable.

Sun Shijie nodded, "Sure, I'll move over later as well.

After all, at my old age, wandering around here all day interferes with a young couple's sweet time."

Xiao Feng naturally had no objections to this, nodded in agreement, and arranged for the old friends to settle in.

Then, he got someone to help Sun Shijie move, relocating some of the equipment from Zhao Guo'an's house.

"Old Zhao, this is convenient for you now," Xiao Feng patted Zhao Guo'an on the shoulder and winked.

"Convenient for what?"

"Now that old Mr. Sun has moved out, won't you and your wife live an unspeakably blissful life day and night?"

"Don't think we're the same, okay?"

Xiao Feng said earnestly, "I'm thinking of you here, if you don't show something when your wife comes back at night, it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhao Guo'an was puzzled, "What am I supposed to show?"

"An eager performance," Xiao Feng said with a knowing tone, "Think about it, you're a young man in your twenties.

If you act the same when your wife comes back, something's definitely off.

Either there's someone outside, or there's a physical issue."

"You... you might be right," Zhao Guo'an nodded slightly, then frowned, "But when did you start giving me good advice?"

"Consider it a reward for finding the dormitory this time," Xiao Feng chuckled.

Once everything was settled, it was already evening.

Zhao Guo'an and Lao Ha started preparing dinner busily.

Since it was the first day the "elite troops" arrived, they definitely needed a good meal.

With the addition of sixteen people, it was quite a lot of pressure for the two of them.

After all, they weren't feeding pigs or sheep; a bit more or less wouldn't matter.

Cooking for fifty to sixty people, just chopping and washing ingredients and preparing condiments took a lot of effort.

"Old Kai, you really don't have any sense, we're so busy here, can't you help out?" Lao Ha snapped at Aspergillus oryzae, who was leisurely biting sunflower seeds nearby.

"Want me to get you some medicine?"

"You!" Lao Ha snapped, "How many times have I said, that was out of sheer desperation!"

Aspergillus oryzae discarded the sunflower seed husk and said coldly, "You said I was out of line before, but I was just talking.

You prove with your actions that you have a mind full of tricks.

Guo'an, give Lao Ha a couple of kidneys to nourish him."

With that, he turned and left.

Lao Ha fumed, "Listen, listen, is that even human talk?"

"Old Kai suggesting I get you some kidneys shows he's quite concerned about you," Zhao Guo'an said, barely holding back laughter.

At this moment, a striking figure appeared, "Why are the head chef and second chef both on duty today?"

Surprised, Zhao Guo'an and Lao Ha turned towards the gate, the former immediately put down the knife and greeted with a smile, "You're finally back!"

Zhen Jinghan blushed slightly and asked softly, "Were you looking forward to my return?"

"Of course!"

Lao Ha coughed lightly, "Please, think of us elders.

Guo'an, shall I slice or dice the kidneys for you?"

"Kidneys?" Zhen Jinghan repeated, then her cheeks became even redder, leaving a reply, she quickly left.

Zhao Guo'an glared at Lao Ha discontentedly, "Why are you behaving like Xiao, can't you see me having a bit of fortune?"

"Stop it!" Lao Ha shouted loudly, pointing the knife at Zhao Guo'an sternly, "You can talk about me, but not about my boss!"

Zhao Guo'an paused, then turned his eyes and joked, "I say, Lao Ha, you're constantly protecting old Xiao, you couldn't have taken a liking to him, right?"

"You can insult me, but not my boss!" Lao Ha said fiercely, "Otherwise, you might as well be this pig's rib!"

With that, he chopped the rib on the board into two pieces.

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

His tone was right, his expression was right, his emotions were right.

But... to describe oneself as this pig's rib... what's that supposed to mean?

...

The dinner feast began with a lively atmosphere, Xiao Feng raised a glass, "The first drink is to welcome the sixteen old comrades here, and also to welcome the lady back."

"Cheers!"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"Everyone lift your glasses, damn it!"

The sixteen old comrades responded enthusiastically, each raising their glasses.

However, at this moment, the doorbell rang, interrupting the lively and joyful atmosphere.

Everyone looked towards the door to see an elderly, thin man who appeared to be in his seventies or eighties.

The old man was dressed in a gray long gown, with long gray-white shoulder-length hair tied in a bundle at the back.

Though far from youthful, hints of his younger self's brightness remained.

Seeing this person, the expressions of two people in the room changed.

The first was Xiao Feng.

At this moment, he frowned deeply, his facial expression less than pleasant but not exactly grim either.

The other was a little girl.

Upon seeing the elder outside, the chicken leg in her hand dropped to the floor, and after some time she reacted, hiding behind Du Qingyue and Lu Yao.

"What's wrong?" Du Qingyue asked with concern.

The little girl whispered, "That person must have been sent by my grandfather to take me home."

Xiao Feng got up and walked toward the door, handing over a hand, "Elder Shao, long time no see."

The old man outside was named Shao Baxing, infamous for his temper and straightforwardness, often offending people.

As his reputation grew and he became less welcome, people started calling him "The Broom Star."

Of course, none here knew much about Shao Baxing, but over in Southeast Asia, his name carries as much weight as that of "Yan Huang."

"I came today to take Miss back home," Shao Baxing said, clasping his hands, "We have imposed on you for some time, thank you for taking care of our Miss."

Xiao Feng opened the door and gestured for him to come in, "Since you're here, at least have a couple of drinks before leaving."

"Sure!" Shao Baxing agreed without much hesitation, calmly entering the courtyard, his expression serene.