After Qi Yuanshan finished speaking, the Meng family grandparents and grandson were all happy for them.
"Yuanshan, this is what you deserve, otherwise, no matter how good the knife is, it's useless."
"Uncle Meng, if it weren't for that knife, I wouldn't have been able to kill so many Tatars."
Grandpa Meng looked at the knife in Qi Yuanshan's hand, "This long saber must be more suitable for you than the previous one. We hope you will lead everyone to defend this land and let the people living on it live and work in peace and contentment."
"Uncle, I will do my best," Qi Yuanshan replied crisply.
Grandpa Meng nodded, he believed Qi Yuanshan.
"Dad, this time you must not let anyone forcefully buy your knife away."
Mentioning this, Qi Yuanshan was still a little embarrassed, "This time, no one will snatch it from your father, otherwise your father will fight him to the death."
"Dad, what weapon does General Liu use?" Qi He was still a little worried.
"General Liu uses a long spear; he is not interested in sabers."
"Dad, if it's really as you say, then we can rest assured."
"Son, you can rest assured. Your father still says the same thing: anyone who has impure thoughts now, your father will fight them to the end."
Qi Yuanshan also had his own considerations. After the great saber in front was forcefully bought by Captain Lei, he was dejected for a long time, and many thoughts of resistance flashed through his mind.
Today, something he never dared to dream of happened: his kind master forged him an even more perfect long saber.
He valued this long saber as much as his own life; in the days to come, the saber would be with him as long as he lived.
For a moment, Fu Xinci noticed that the aura emanating from Uncle Qi had changed, inspiring solemn respect.
Qi Yuanshan talked with Grandpa Meng for a while longer, and then instructed his son a couple more times. Then, under everyone's gaze, he took Wang Dabao and others to the Thousand Household Office to take up their posts.
Fu Xinci tilted her head and quietly asked Qi He, "Brother Qi, aren't you going to the Thousand Household Office with Uncle Qi?"
"Does Sister Fu want me to go to the Thousand Household Office?"
"No. If Brother Qi goes there, who will accompany me... hehe." She didn't say the rest, as long as Qi He understood.
Speaking of this, Fu Xinci suddenly remembered something.
"Brother Qi, while it's not snowing these two days, let's go to the seaside and collect some seafood."
"Okay, let's go now." Qi He was a man of action. After informing Grandpa Meng and Uncle Fu, he went to get the donkey cart.
Han Xue also wanted to go, but Qi He was the first to disagree. He didn't ask about many things, nor did he say anything, but that didn't mean he didn't know that Sister Fu had secrets.
Hmph, not everyone was qualified to keep secrets for Sister Fu. Qi He proudly flicked his whip, urging the donkey cart along the small path towards the sea.
"Father, are the two children alright? Should I go along to take a look?"
"No need. We'll eat as much as they collect."
Fu Yu: It's too boring to stay at home. I just wanted to go to the seaside with the children to relax, but my old father wouldn't allow me to go.
The winter seaside was quite cold. The sound of the waves mixed with the smell of the sea drifted from afar, but Qi He was unusually excited.
"Sister Fu, let's collect for a longer time today."
"Okay, as long as you don't mind the cold."
"With the waterproof boots that Sister Fu made for me, I'm not afraid of the cold."
"Mm, I'll find two more pairs of thick socks." Fu Xinci agreed, and then took out two pairs of towel socks.
"Wow." His hands touched the fluffy socks, which were very comfortable and warm. Qi He felt that such good things were wasted on his feet.
He quietly discussed with Sister Fu, "Sister Fu, it's such a shame to step on such good things."
"Brother Qi, do you want to wear socks on your hands?"
"Mm, look, they're quite good-looking and warm."
"Your hands aren't split, how will you work?"
Qi He: It seems so. But he was a little reluctant to wear such good things on his feet.
Fu Xinci didn't say much, but while they were changing into their waterproof boots, she put on the towel socks in front of Qi He before putting on the waterproof boots.
Seeing Fu Xinci looking at him quietly, Qi He hesitantly put on the towel socks. At that moment, "Heh heh, they're really warm."
"Warm, right? Now wearing waterproof boots won't be cold."
"Mm."
Fu Xinci then handed over the leather gloves. Collecting seafood in winter required complete equipment, otherwise, she was afraid of getting frostbite on her hands and feet.
Perhaps it had been some days since they last came, but the receding tide had left many good things on the beach.
Fu Xinci didn't care about anything else, she grabbed her bamboo basket and ran to where the seafood was most concentrated.
Tomorrow is Laba Festival. She not only wanted her friends to have Laba congee but also to eat fresh seafood.
"Wow, Sister Fu, look at this little octopus, it's almost frozen stiff." Qi He picked up a small octopus and showed it to Fu Xinci.
"I have some here too." Fu Xinci was about to say she had three, but she smartly shut her mouth and threw the remaining two into the large wooden barrel in her space.
Seeing Qi He busy not far away with both hands occupied, Fu Xinci continued to work busily in her space.
In a pool of water, there were more than ten large mackerel. Seeing that Qi He's back was turned to her, Fu Xinci nimbly activated her wood ability to create a sturdy fishing net.
"Catching them all in one net" described her perfectly. Glancing at the fish caught in the net, she kept none and put them all into her space.
With these sea fish, her friends would surely be happy for several more days.
...
As night fell, residents of Dragon City, whether ordinary people or ability users, were willing to gather in the trading hall.
The captain of the Wolf Pack was speculating with his team members, "What good stuff do you think that Fu girl will bring to the Dragon Soaring people today?"
"It's almost New Year's, I guess it's pork."
"Maybe it's a whole pig."
"If it's a whole pig, we can get some from them."
"Can we get some from them?"
"I feel like we can. Dragon Soaring only has a few people; one hindquarters would last them several days."
"We also hope it's a pig, and we'd like a few catties." The Unrivaled Mercenary Team, having just finished dinner, also hurried over, led by their captain.
"Let's hope so."
"I guess it's pork too." Everyone who had been to Dragon Soaring knew that those few people, including the Fu girl, loved to eat meat. They often jokingly called themselves the "meat-eating tribe."
However, they hadn't finished their guesses when the Dragon Soaring people all arrived. It was rare to see Uncle Xu and Uncle Sun accompanying them.
Fatty: "I have a premonition that Xinci will bring us something good today."
"Why are you so sure?" the captain asked casually.
"Captain, you wouldn't understand this. This is a feeling that a foodie has."
"Oh my god, you're getting carried away."