"General Guan, how is this guy Gouzi?" Li Mengxi asked Guan Yu.

"A dog is loyal, hard-working, and will be able to take on a big job sooner or later." Guan Yu commented truthfully.

Sooner or later, he will be worthy of a big job, which means he is not worthy of a big job now.

Gouzi was one of the first village warriors Li Mengxi got to know. Now that Gouzi has become an outstanding centurion with a bright future, Li Mengxi is very happy for him.

Li Mengxi went back and hurriedly finished his meal with his brother. He took his brother around for a while, but did not go to the carpenter's camp.

When Li Mengxi noticed that all the carpenters who went to eat at the carpenter camp stood up, Li Mengxi consciously decided not to disturb them as much as possible during the meal.

His status was different, Li Mengxi sighed, he was really a very big official now.

As a superior officer, you must have self-awareness. Self-awareness means that you cannot go to others when they are resting or eating, leaving free time for others.

Li Mengxi took his younger brother for a walk for a while, just in time to eat. It was estimated that the soldiers had almost eaten. At this time, a "talk" was going on, and Li Mengxi decided to go and have a look.

He sent his brother back and told him to sleep well, but he was unwilling to go to bed so early.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" the younger brother asked.

"I'm going to inspect the lower camp." Li Mengxi replied.

"I'll go too!" The younger brother insisted on running around.

Li Mengxi thought for a moment, "Let's go."

The time is at least seven or eight o'clock in the evening. It is really too early to go to bed so early.

At this time, there were piles of warm bonfires in the war camp, and the firelight was swaying. Beside each bonfire, there were about ten people sitting cross-legged, chatting around the bonfire.

Someone, a former centurion in yellow turban, was wearing fine fish-scale armor, and the armor flashed under the firelight.

The commander of the rebel army turned over the fire with his stick, glanced at the bright armor, and said with envy, "Your armor is really good, General Guan doesn't even have such good armor."

A former centurion in the Yellow Turban, now an ordinary soldier in the First World War, this man could hear the envy in Shi Chang's words. How could a man not bow his head under the eaves?

If someone falls in love with A, why not go with the flow and give him a favor? It would be easier to be in the army, right?

Thinking of this, the former Yellow Turban Centurion hurriedly said, "If you like me, I will give you this armor!"

Saying this, the yellow scarf general stood up and took off his armor.

Shi Chang was startled and quickly said no.

The surrendered Yellow Turban general regarded it as a courtesy and continued to take off his armor.

When I took off the fish scales and wanted to give it to the chief, the chief refused to accept it no matter what. He pushed me back and forth seven or eight times, but the chief was extremely resolute.

"Don't mention it! When it was almost dark, the general told us again and again that he would not let us steal your armor and weapons. Once discovered, he would be killed without mercy."

"You'd better put it away quickly and let the military judge see it. You think I'm going to steal your armor. I can't explain it clearly!"

Seeing that Shi Chang was so insistent and it seemed like he was faking it, the Yellow Turban Admiral took back his fish scale armor with great emotion.

To be honest, I really don’t want to give this set of armor away.

Liu Bei's army has strict military discipline. The former Yellow Turban Centurion touched the scales of his armor and felt a little emotional in his heart.

Thinking that this armor of mine was actually obtained by force from his subordinates when he was in the Yellow Turban Army, he secretly compared it and highlighted the difference between Liu Bei's Yijun.

The former Yellow Turban Centurion felt at ease.

Precisely because they knew that there was robbery and oppression in the Yellow Turban Army, and that they had personally committed robbery and oppression, when their official positions became empty and they became ordinary soldiers, these former mid-level Yellow Turban officers were even more afraid of being

The superiors oppressed.

Liu Bei's Yijun has a completely different atmosphere from the Yellow Turbans, which makes them particularly valuable.

(No wonder he can't beat others with his handsomeness.) The former Yellow Turban Centurion was filled with emotion.

In another place, there was also a bonfire, and ten people were sitting around it, six of whom were old rebels, and the remaining four were Yellow Turban soldiers.

The director stirred the earthen pot twice with a wooden spoon, then reached out and asked a young junior sitting opposite him for a bowl, "Xiao Shi, come here, bring me the bowl."

The young man named Xiaoshi handed over the bowl.

The commander took the bowl, filled it with noodles and water, and joked with a smile, "I took advantage of you to receive this noodles. Our army has been eating wheat porridge for months and we haven't seen each other."

Filling a bowl full of noodles, Shi Chang bent over and handed the bowl over, "Here, Xiaoshi, catch it."

"Sir, you drink first! You go first." Being the first to serve rice, Xiaoshi had never received such preferential treatment. Even at home, every day at meal time, his parents, eldest brother and second brother served him first, and then it was his turn.

This person, who is neither a relative nor an acquaintance, is actually older than me. How can this happen?

Xiaoshi was flattered and refused.

"Hey, just do it if I ask you to do it!" Shi Chang scolded with a smile, "Didn't I say that our rebel army has military orders? Every meal, Shi Chang's corps commander must be the last to serve the meal. Anyone who disobeys the order will be severely punished."

"I'll serve it to you first. This is a military order and you can't disobey it." After saying that, the commander reached out and asked another recruit for a bowl, and the bowl was still full.

Xiao Shi took a sip of the hot noodles, and the faint fragrance of the noodles lingered in his throat. He thought about how he had suffered so much since he unknowingly joined the Yellow Turban Army.

The bowl of noodles that was filled to the brim for himself was filled first. He held the bowl in his hands, and his palms were warm. He felt warm and cold. When had he ever received such kindness, Xiao Shi couldn't help but shed a tear from the corner of his eye.

Xiaoshi was afraid that people would see him, so he quickly wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then secretly looked at Shichang. Xiaoshi found that Shichang was smiling at him.

Shi Chang nodded slightly towards Xiao Shi, then moved his eyes elsewhere, leaving the young man with his basic dignity.

Don't look at anyone who is not polite. When you see someone's embarrassment, there is no need to keep staring at them.

Shi Chang poured a bowl of noodles for everyone, and then gave it to Wu Chang. Finally, when Shi Chang poured it for himself, there was only half a bowl left.

The captain saw it and smiled, "Didn't you add enough water today?" As he said this, he was about to pour the noodles in his bowl evenly.

"Go!" The commander waved his hand to drive him away, "The military advisor said, how do we calculate how much water to release? How do we calculate it?"

Chief Shi asked his corps commander.

The corps commander took a sip of the noodles. The scalding noodles were hot and comfortable. The corps commander thought for a moment and said, "The military order says that the size of each jar is different. How much water should be put in? You should think about it yourself and try it slowly. Wait.

Test the water level, use a knife to make a mark on the pot, pour water according to the mark, and it will be enough."

The corps commander perfectly repeated what the military orders were.

It can be seen that the ability of this Shi Wu Commander is stronger than that of Shi Zhang. The reason for Shi Zhang is that he joined the army earlier and earned military merit earlier, so he became the Shi Commander first.

After hearing what the corps commander said, the chief remembered it. He pulled out a piece of wood from the bonfire under the earthen jar, then illuminated it with the fire, and looked into the earthen jar.

"Where is the way to draw?" Shi Chang muttered.

The team leader suddenly became happy, "I said, you haven't tested how much water is suitable, how to draw the path?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Recruit Xiaoshi and others also laughed.
Chapter completed!