Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1087 The Most Expensive New Year's Eve Dinner in History

"Let's go and have a look!"

  Upon hearing this, the calm Du Weiguo suddenly lost his composure and his voice trembled with excitement.

He no longer had time to argue with Uncle Jiu, so he just stood up and ran away with Lu Yan.

Because it was too urgent, when he ran to the corridor, Du Weiguo didn't even want to waste time walking up the stairs. He jumped directly from the window and flew out like a big bird.

It’s a three-story building, about 10 meters high. With his current monstrous physique, he can fall directly down without any pressure.

The place where Du Tiechui and Aunt Jimmy refined the Floating and Sinking Knife is located in a two-story building about 200 meters southeast of the main building.

The villa also has a small armory on the basement floor, which is equipped with a modified operating table.

At this moment, on the silver-white manganese steel operating table, there was a dark, slightly curved long knife lying quietly, and the blade was a strange light golden color.

Just a glance from a distance and Du Weiguo felt as if his vision was being cut and hurt.

At this moment, Du Tiechui was in a very bad condition. His previously rosy face had now turned extremely pale, his hair and beard were disheveled, his eye sockets were sunken, and his expression was extremely listless.

Aunt Jimmy was in even worse condition. She was leaning limply on a chair against the wall. It was not quite accurate to say she was leaning; it should be called paralyzed.

She looked much older than she had a few days ago, her eyes narrowed to a slit, and she seemed to be dying.

Obviously, the cost of refining this Floating and Sinking Sword was extremely high and almost exhausted their efforts.

However, Du Weiguo had no time to pay attention to them now. He didn't even have the mind to offer the most basic greetings and comfort. His eyes were fixed on Fuchen Dao.

Besides, Du Weiguo spent 3000 million US dollars in real money to make this knife.

3000 million US dollars, converted into 2 million Hong Kong dollars, according to the current market situation, a life costs 5, this money is enough to buy tens of thousands of lives.

Du Weiguo leapt to the operating table and examined the long, elegant, and cold sword carefully with a look of deep affection and a heart full of joy that seemed to be about to explode.

"The total length of the blade is 153, the blade is 110, the blade tip is 2 cm, the handle is 36, the blade tail is 5 cm, and the blade width is ~"

Du Tiechui came over, holding his waist, and introduced in a hoarse voice. His voice was full of fatigue, but Du Weiguo couldn't hear a word he said.

At this moment, his heart and eyes were filled with only this dream knife of love.

The new floating and sinking knife is a cool iron-gray color all over, with a faint glow and smooth and graceful lines, which looks pleasing to the eye.

The shape of the long sword is similar to the slightly curved Tang horizontal sword, and is also a bit similar to the short Miao sword. The blade is integrated and covered with obscure and mysterious dark patterns.

The blade is long and narrow like a fish fin, which is convenient for both chopping and piercing. The blade is three and a half fingers wide and the cutting edge is one finger wide, showing a gorgeous and strange light gold color. Just staring at it makes you feel extremely sharp and makes your eyes hurt.

The more Du Weiguo looked at it, the more he liked it. He unconsciously stretched out his finger and wanted to touch the blade.

However, just when he got within an inch of the blade, his index finger was suddenly cut and blood gushed out.

"Fuck!" This made him horrified.

You know, Du Weiguo's physical condition has improved by leaps and bounds since he came to Kalimantan. The defense of his skin alone is comparable to several layers of thick old cowhide, and it is extremely tough.

Even so, he was cut when he was still a few centimeters away from the blade. This sword was sharper than the original Kusanagi sword. It was fucking weird.

"The blade is 6 centimeters wide, and the invisible vibration blade is extended by 3 centimeters. The whole knife weighs 35.5 kilograms and can cut through iron like mud."

It was not until this moment that Du Tiechui's voice came faintly. He also raised his left hand to show the cut special gloves.

"My gloves are broken, Wesley, you have to compensate me, 30!"

"Okay, okay, give it to me. I'll give you 50!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Du Weiguo's heart was filled with endless ecstasy, and he spoke perfunctorily.

The next second, Du Weiguo grasped the handle of the Fuchen Knife without hesitation.

"Om~"

After the Floating and Sinking Knife was grasped, the blade emitted a slight and strange vibration, as if it had its own consciousness and was chirping happily.

"Shh!"

The next moment, a dazzling flash of murderous light appeared.

The manganese steel operating table, which was half a foot thick, was cut in half by the floating and sinking knife with an incredibly smooth stroke, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"Sigh~"

There was a sudden sound of inhalation at the scene. You know, this is a special steel plate that is more than ten centimeters thick, but under the sharpness of the floating and sinking knife, it is as fragile as straw paper.

Du Weiguo was so overjoyed that he forgot himself and wanted to shout to the sky.

This floating and sinking knife fits his hand perfectly. The length and weight are just right. It seems like it was tailor-made for him.

At that time, on Skull Island, if he had this thing in his hand, those iron-blooded warriors with gold edges would be nothing but chickens and dogs.

Even with the incomparable sharpness of this new floating and sinking knife, it is estimated that even the Zerg Queen Lilith may be able to break through her defense!

This is a real artifact. The 3000 million US dollars is totally worth it. Even if it is 3 million now, Du Weiguo will be willing to pay for it willingly.

Du Weiguo stretched out his fingers and carefully stroked the cold blade, inch by inch, with a doting look in his eyes, as if he was caressing the icy skin of a goddess.

Du Weiguo couldn't let it go and became more and more satisfied. With the magical weapon in his hand, his heart was filled with great pride.

With a flick of his wrist, the Floating and Sinking Knife immediately circled around his elbow lightly and returned to his hand. The cold energy of the knife made everyone feel cold all over.

"Fuck! Wesley, be careful, you almost cut my head off just now!"

Lu Yan covered his forehead and took a few steps back with lingering fear. Just now, several strands of his hair were cut off by the invisible blade of the Floating and Sinking Knife.

"Wesley, this knife weighs more than 70 pounds. It's rare that you can wield it so easily."

Shopkeeper Yu's eyes flickered and his tone was meaningful.

Du Weiguo held up the floating knife and said with a smile:

"Hey, my arm strength is natural. To put it bluntly, I am just a rough guy. I have always relied on brute force to do things. Please forgive me, Mr. Yu."

  The fish shopkeeper also laughed:

"Haha, Lord Sha Shen not only has the dual specialties of agility and eyesight, his spear skills are the best in the world, and he is also born with supernatural powers. It is true that he is blessed by God."

Du Weiguo held the knife and bowed:

"Shopkeeper Yu, you can just call me Wesley, or call me brother. I really can't bear the responsibility of being called a master."

Shopkeeper Yu laughed: "Hahaha, great, that's really refreshing. I'll be bold and call you Brother Wesley."

  At this time, seeing Du Weiguo turning his head to look at him again, Du Tiechui immediately said in a deep voice:

"Being able to forge this peerless magic weapon, my life is worth it. I am old now, and from now on, I will not make any cold weapons anymore."

"Uh~"

Du Weiguo's expression suddenly froze, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were forcibly swallowed back.

In fact, he also wanted Master Du to help him upgrade the Nine Nether Lock.

The Nine Nether Lock is another magical weapon in Du Weiguo's hand. Ever since he snatched it from that evil woman from the Jiujiu Sect, it has been with him through hundreds of battles and he has used it with great skill.

However, although the Nine Nether Lock was good, its only drawback was that its maximum length was a bit short, and the material of the spikes on the tip was a bit ordinary and slightly inferior, making it increasingly unable to meet his current combat needs.

Seeing Du Weiguo frowning, Shopkeeper Yu stepped out to smooth things over:

"What's the matter? Brother Wesley, judging from your expression, do you have something else that you want Lao Du to help you deal with?"

Du Weiguo nodded, his tone was very sincere and polite:

"That's right, Shopkeeper Yu, Master Du, I know you've worked so hard to help me refine the sword, it's not that I'm greedy, it's just that I really need it. Now, the enemies I'm facing are becoming more and more treacherous~"

Du Tiechui and Shopkeeper Yu exchanged glances secretly, a hint of reluctance flashed across their expressions, and they rudely interrupted Du Weiguo's mumbling:

"Okay, stop wasting time. What on earth do you want to do? Show it to me first."

"Hey~" Du Weiguo was not angry. He smiled awkwardly, took out the Nine Nether Lock from his wrist and handed it to Du Tiechui.

"It's this lock, Master Du, please take a look."

"Take it away! This is some evil thing from Yin Lian. I can't fucking deal with it!"

Unexpectedly, Du Tiechui didn't answer it at all. Instead, he looked disgusted and pushed it away in anger.

"Yin Lian? What does that mean?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Before Du Tiechui could speak, Lu Yan took over the conversation:

"I know this. Master Du once told me that weapon refining has been divided into Yang refining and Yin refining since ancient times. Yang refining refers to the weapons used by living people in the Yang world, such as swords, spears, and halberds.

Yin Lian refers to the funeral objects and burial items used by the dead in the underworld, as well as some evil and sinister objects used by some evil sects."

Having said that, Lu Yan handed Master Du a cigarette and lit it for him before continuing:

"Master Du's family has been practicing Yang Refining for generations, which is incompatible with Yin Refining. Wesley really can't do it."

Master Du took a deep puff of his cigarette and glanced at the Nine Nether Lock in Du Weiguo's hand with disgust:

"Wesley, using this thing will damage your virtue. I advise you not to use it in the future. It's best to destroy it directly."

"Well, in that case, I won't force you. Shopkeeper Yu, Master Du, Aunt Jimmy, today is New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner is ready. It's just a simple meal, and I'm sorry for not hosting you well. Let's go and have the reunion dinner."

Du Weiguo naturally changed the subject.

He didn't agree with Master Du's statement, and even sneered at it. What Yang Refining, Yin Refining? He didn't care.

That's right, the origin of the Nine Nether Lock is indeed not very decent. Uncle Jiu has long since explained to him that this thing was made by the Nine Nether Sect through extremely cruel and sinister means.

But Du Weiguo never cared about it. He was a typical pragmatist.

In his concept, any weapon was just an object, no matter whether it was good or evil, as long as it was useful. When he first came here, he even picked up clothes worn by the dead and wore them.

  The main point is that there are no taboos!

As for damaging one's good karma, that's even more ridiculous. Du Weiguo has killed tens of thousands of people, so why the hell does he care about some bullshit good karma?

9pm, Baisha Bay Villa, Grand Restaurant.

There are three restaurants in Zhao Yingnan's villa. The small restaurant seats four people, the Chinese restaurant has a long table that can accommodate eight people, and the large restaurant has a round table that can accommodate 8 people at the same time.

Du Weiguo naturally took the main seat in the north, while Moran and Zhao Yingnan sat on the left and right respectively, followed by Joseph, Lancelot, Rhodes, Rick, Xiao Ma, Xiao Liao, Zou Yaozu and Mao Aiyi.

The southern guests, Shopkeeper Yu, Du Tiechui, Aunt Jimmy, and Lu Yan, just sat down at the huge mahogany dining table with a diameter of 8 meters.

Ye Li curled up on Du Weiguo's shoulder. Originally, she had her own place, but she was being extra clingy tonight, so she just hugged her.

As for the Nightmare, this dog demon rarely came to the table tonight and didn't even show up. This morning, Du Weiguo fulfilled his promise.

I fed it a piece of Tai Sui meat as big as a volleyball. At this moment, the Nightmare was sleeping soundly and couldn't be woken up even if I called it.

It is highly likely that this dog demon has evolved again.

The reason why Ye Li was so clingy tonight was that she was jealous of the Tai Sui meat that Du Weiguo was eating, and she kept acting coquettishly with Du Weiguo, wanting to ask for the meat.

Of course Du Weiguo was not reluctant to give up the Tai Sui meat, he had plenty of it, the key point was that he was afraid that Ye Li would get sick after eating it.

After all, although it is magical, it is not as abnormal as the Nightmare, which has both plant and animal attributes.

Given Du Weiguo's current status and identity, and the presence of distinguished guests, his New Year's Eve dinner certainly cannot be shabby.

  Especially with Moran, a vain and face-conscious woman like her, the proper appearance must be given!

Top-quality ingredients such as the black abalone from the Foveo Strait, Bergen bull shark (Tianjiu fin), Iberian aged ham, Kagoshima bluefin tuna, and Kobe beef have now become common items on the table.

There is also French Gascony foie gras, Almas sturgeon caviar, Italian Alba white truffles, and Brittany blue lobster on the table.

  In addition to these Western goods, there are also Xing'anling tiger meat, Ganoderma lucidum and Matsutake mushrooms, East China Sea golden croaker (yellow lip fish), Changbai Mountain snow clam, butter crab, Tibetan fragrant pig, sika deer, pangolin, merganser, crested ibis, etc.

Let’s put it this way, there is nothing that cannot be found on this table, except for things that you can’t think of, flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, and running on the ground.

The delicacies on the table were mostly given to Du Weiguo as gifts by others, except for a small portion purchased by Zhao Yingnan and Mo Lan.

For example, golden croaker, matsutake mushroom, snow clam, Tibetan fragrant pig, etc. were all brought from the north by Wang Dong with great effort.

The Tianjiu shark's fin and caviar were sent by Huoxian, the Spanish ham, black gold abalone and blue lobster were all brought by Baoxian, and as for the Japanese specialties, they were naturally sent by Kamata Jiro.

  As for wine, we prepared more than a dozen kinds, including Maotai aged more than 15 years, Fenjiu, Japan's One Hundred Years of Solitude Shochu, Romanee-Conti, and Petrus.

This New Year's Eve dinner is probably worth more than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars nowadays. In the future, it would be worth at least several million or even tens of millions. It can be said to be the most expensive New Year's Eve dinner in history.

The key point is that this meal would be very punishing in later generations. It is estimated that once it was served on the table, you would have to operate a sewing machine for the rest of your life after drinking a sip of soup.

Du Weiguo raised his glass, his tone slightly sad:

“To be honest, although this meal is luxurious enough, which I would never have dared to think of before, it is actually not really to my taste.

I am a northerner, a rough man at that, and I prefer big hot stews, fragrant iron-pan stir-fries, and freshly-cooked dumplings, preferably with sauerkraut filling. "

"Haha~"

Du Weiguo chuckled, then shook his head in self-mockery, and suddenly changed the subject, sweeping away the previous dejection:

"But, brothers, our lives are getting better now, and they will get better and better in the future. We have fought hard for this, so we don't need to be polite when we have to enjoy it."

The wine glass was raised high, and the light golden wine reflected a dazzling light. Du Weiguo's tone became extremely heroic:

"A cup of clear wine costs ten thousand, a plate of delicacies costs ten thousand. When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to ninety thousand miles. Come, brothers, friends, happy new year, let's drink this cup to the full!"

Whenever there is Chinese liquor on the table, Du Weiguo will definitely not drink foreign liquor, no matter how much it costs, that stuff always tastes rotten to him, just like a dog's stomach cannot hold foreign sesame oil.

What he drank tonight was 20-year-old Fenjiu with a 53% alcohol content. Wang Dong bought 2 boxes, 24 bottles in total. He drank 4 bottles by himself. He was only slightly tipsy, with bright eyes.

Based on his current physical condition, if he wants to get really drunk, he needs at least a box of alcohol. With his current alcohol tolerance, even the god of wine Hao Shanhe would have to give him a thumbs up if he were still alive.

"Happy New Year, Old Hao. I'll toast to you."

"Fei Yan, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

"Ah Hong, I went too late~"

After three rounds of drinking, Du Weiguo, still drunk, poured cup after cup of wine at his feet, and suddenly he felt a little sad.

Everyone present was smart, and although they were a little drunk, their minds were still clear. Everyone watched silently, and no one tried to persuade him.

There is no way to persuade.

But at this moment, the internal phone suddenly rang at an inopportune time. Xiao Ma hurriedly got up to answer it. He was at the bottom of the table.

"Sir, it's Zhao Mingwei from Bank of China Hong Kong Island who came to wish you a happy new year."

Xiao Ma had a strange expression on his face, and Du Weiguo also raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He could hardly remember such a person.

Previously, Du Weiguo had helped Bank of China collect debts on behalf of someone, but it turned out to be a bit unpleasant at the time.

He was used as a chamber pot and kicked away after use, so he clearly severed the relationship at that time.

The relationship between the two parties was severed, and from now on, the bridge would be the bridge and the road would be the road.

In addition to his position in the bank, this Zhao Mingwei probably has other hidden identities. But no matter what his identity is, Du Weiguo doesn't want to care about it now, and it's definitely not good.

Yang Caiyu left the country, and he also left behind invaluable scientific research materials to the North. He thought he had done his best and didn't want to get involved in anything related to the North anymore.

"Hong Kong Island Bank of China, Zhao Mingwei?"

"Yes."

Du Weiguo put down his wine glass, lit a cigarette, blew smoke from his nostrils, and said in a cold tone: "No."

Xiao Ma was slightly startled, but still replied honestly: "Okay, I understand, sir."

After a while, Xiao Ma hung up the phone, walked back to the table, and whispered in Du Weiguo's ear:

"Sir, Zhao Mingwei didn't leave. He's still outside the gate. He also left a letter for you. Would you like to read it?"

Du Weiguo frowned impatiently: "Letter?"