Zhu Si replied: "Yes, you have such a great skill, what are you afraid of when you go to battle to kill the enemy? Maybe you can make a first-class skill!" He looked at Hu Feng enviously, if he could have such skill as Hu Feng, he would also Don't be afraid of going to the battlefield, maybe you can become famous in a single battle, and return home with good clothes.
Hu Feng smiled and didn't talk any more, seemingly busy with the things in his hand.
"Is supper ready?"
A familiar voice sounded behind Hu Feng, and his vegetable chopping hand stopped, and his indifferent face was instantly covered with haze.
Three years later, he heard this voice again, and even after another thirty years, he would not be able to forget it.
Hu Feng didn't turn around, and Zhu Si hurriedly met the army master in exquisite armor: "My lord, this meeting is not good, we have to wait a while."
The man frowned and stared at Zhu Si very displeased: "Why are the hands and feet so slow? Can it work, you guys? If it doesn't work, I will change."
When he heard of the substitution, Zhu Si became anxious. If it was a substitution, wouldn't they be on the battlefield
"Don't don't don't, your lord, don't be angry, we have just arrived, and we are not yet proficient. Give us another chance, and we promise to do well."
The man saw that Zhu Si admitted his mistake was still very sincere, so he relaxed and said: "Don't take it as an example, hurry up."
"Yes, yes." Zhu Si continued to answer.
The man said again: "After the meal is done, send someone to Dongqiying."
Zhu Si hurriedly asked, "The soldier who gave it to the East Seventh Battalion?"
The man waved his hand: "Don't ask so much. After sending it, I will say that it was sent by General Hu. Naturally someone will take you there."
Zhu Siying came down, and after sending General Hu away, he quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.
Zhu Si whispered: "Who needs to deliver the food? Isn't it all the people in the camps who come to receive the food?"
At this time, a thin boy came in with a bundle of firewood on his back. Hearing Zhu Si's mutter, he hurriedly answered, "Is it Dongqiying?"
Zhu Si nodded: "Yes, Dongqiying, you know?"
The boy said: "I'll send it off, I know the place."
Zhu Si looked him up and down. This child looked like at most twelve or thirteen years old. He was short and thin. How could there be such a small child in the barracks? This is not with them either!
"Can you do it?" Zhu Si asked.
The boy nodded hurriedly, "I can do it, I do it, I have delivered it before. I have been here for more than a year. I was originally going to go to the battlefield. General Gu saw that I was too young and asked me to stay here. Live, brother, I can really do it."
Hu Feng turned his head and looked at the boy, who was about the same size as Bai Zhi, with a yellow skin and thin face, like a short bamboo pole about to be blown down by the wind.
The boy's eyes were full of expectation, and he looked at Zhu Si imploringly, hoping to get this job.
He knew that in the East Seventh Camp, the camp was specially used to detain prisoners. Before the battle was officially fought, there would naturally be no prisoners. To whom was this meal? And Hu Mingzong personally came to order, obviously it will not be an ordinary person.
And why does the boy in front of him want to go to Dongqiying to deliver food
Hu Feng said to Zhu Si: "We are tight, he just knows the way, let him go."
Hu Feng has spoken, and Zhu Si naturally has no objection. Although Zhu Si is the temporary manager of this group, he is used to listening to Hu Feng. In his heart, Hu Feng is the boss.
The boy hurriedly thanked Zhu Si and Hu Feng, his dirty little faces glowing with excitement and joy.
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I offer my belated blessings for Qixi Festival, I only learned that it was Qixi Festival after reading the circle of friends today. . .
I wish all lovers in the world will finally get married~~
See you tomorrow~