"General, do we really want to waste here? They are just a group of children. Although there are some good seedlings, we can force them away! The tasks assigned to us by God are unbearable. There are still many islands that have not been taken back. If they are delayed, God will be angry—" A deputy general frowned and spoke in a deep voice in the tent.

Montaigne frowned slightly, walked to the table quickly, waved out a blank scroll, and began to write a secret letter, and said, "The talents of these children are extremely amazing. The strange sound just now was made by a boy with a dual-type Yuan soul. If he could take it back to the empire, the empire would definitely usher in another glory, and there was also the child named Ye Wuming. This child is extraordinary and has the style of a general! You send this secret letter back to the imperial capital in person, and the emperor will understand me! As for the regaining of the island, let others do it! Wang Meng must be very happy!"

After the words came, the deputy general sighed: "But! The task assigned to you by the Lord! If you are negligent, you may be told by others. At that time, the Lord wants to promote you, and it will be difficult to speak! And how can you give up such a fat man to Wang Mengnas!"

Montaigne smiled, with a calm expression on his face. He handed him the secret letter he had written, and said calmly: "I don't care about fame, wealth, I am devoted to Qin, and the Emperor has long been tacit with me. As for Wang Meng, although I have had some celebrations with him, everyone is the general of the empire. Okay, don't talk about this matter anymore. In addition, mobilize some substances for me, and require a lot of clothes, medicine, quilts, carbon stone, rice and flour... By the way, mobilize some chefs with excellent cooking skills and craftsmen for me!"

The deputy general took the secret letter with a serious face, leaned over and nodded and obeyed the order, and then stepped down.

Outside, he stepped onto a flying beast directly, and did not dare to delay for a moment.

There was only Montaigne in the entire general's tent. A smile appeared on his face and said lightly: "I thought the good seedlings were picked up by those sects, but I didn't expect that this place would give me such a big surprise. I, Daqin, have someone to succeed!"

This is a chaotic world, and a large number of people die at every moment.

Therefore, cultivating the next generation is extremely important for every force.

Eleven days later, ten ships with the flag of the Qin Empire were sailing quietly on the sea. These ships were loaded with materials to be used in winter, craftsmen, chefs...

A day later, Meng Yan in the conference hall.

"Gangmaster, they have transferred a large number of craftsmen to build a large-scale construction in the west. It seems that they are going to build a city!" Ye Wuming frowned, sat on a rough wooden chair, and spoke worriedly.

Lu Yao held a volume of medical books in his hand and nodded casually, without saying anything.

Seeing that Lu Yao had no reaction at all, Ye Wuming continued, "Gang Master, are we really not doing anything?"

Lu Yao still didn't respond, but quietly held the medical book and watched it seriously.

At this time, a gang member named Huang Yuan ran over and shouted, "No, the Meng family army set up thirteen porridge dishes on the island, including steamed buns, pickles, and steamed buns, saying that they were enough to maintain their fullness. Many of our brothers went to drink porridge!"

Ye Wuming and Mo Lang stood up after hearing this, with anxiety on their faces looking at Lu Yao.

"I understand, I'll tell you to let all brothers go over and eat it! I won't eat it for free." Lu Yao finally put down the traditional Chinese medicine book, and a light smile appeared on his quiet face, without any tension, as if everything was under control.

"No! No! Gangmaster, if this continues, our people will rely on the Meng family army. If they want to win their hearts at that time, it will be difficult to deal with!" Ye Wuming immediately spoke and stopped him.

"Deputy Gang Leader Wuming is right. We must not eat their food in vain! I will definitely not eat it anyway!" Mo Lang also spoke, this time he rarely stood in the same trench with Ye Wuming.

Lu Yao looked at him in surprise, and said nothing, but looked at Xu Longxiang who was guarding the gate and asked with a smile: "Longxiang, would you like to eat the free food of the Meng family army?"

Xu Longxiang smiled silly, nodded without hesitation, and said, "As long as the gang leader asks me to eat, I will eat it--"

Lu Yao smiled and pushed away the chair, walked out with a step, and said playfully: "Let's go, follow me, I'll take you to eat free food."

Xu Longxiang put away the short halberd in her hand, followed her with her head held high and her head held high, with a silly smile on her face.

Mo Lang looked at Ye Wuming in a daze and asked, "What should I do now?"

Ye Wuming shook his head with a low brow and responded: "Let's take one step at a time! I'll be wherever the leader is!"

Mo Lang immediately corrected: "It's us! It's not you alone!"

After dreaming and detours, you can see a long queue of porridge drinking at a glance, lined up in a long queue, and no one can tell you the way.

That was a team of disciples from Meng Ranjiangshan.

It seems that 40% of the gang members are receiving porridge. These gang members are all outsiders and are not very sincere!

"Look, the gang leader is out, everyone will disperse!" A sharp-eyed disciple roared.

In an instant, the crowd was surging, and the porridge-drinking team that had just been long had dispersed in a blink of an eye. I couldn't see anyone!

The uncle was still serving porridge a second ago and was busy and sweaty, but he was stunned the next second.

Before, there was still a silly person in front of him, but now there is not even a ghost.

He raised the porridge spoon and stopped in the air, and said in a daze: "Where are people! Why are they all gone all at once!!"

At this time, Lu Yao was wearing a green shirt and his hair was draped behind him and fluttered with the breeze. He came to the tent where the porridge was served and asked with a sweet smile: "Can you give me a bowl of porridge, half a steamed bun, and a small butterfly pickle?"

The uncle was stunned when he saw Lu Yao. In his eyes, Lu Yao was a very pure little beauty.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, my God, there can be such a girl like a banished immortal in such a place!

"Okay, I'll give it to you now." The uncle came to his senses, quickly took out a dish, and prepared everything very quickly.

Lu Yao took a sip of the porridge and asked with a smile: "This porridge is so delicious, it must be very precious, right?"

The uncle was not very careful and responded with a smile: "That's right! Now the land is sparse and there are many people. Where can I find a place to stock up on the fields and grow grains! Ordinary things like white rice can only be enjoyed by dignitaries and powerful Yuan martial artists. It is already very lucky that you can drink this porridge. In general, there is no such treatment in the general. The general is kind-hearted and sees you pitiful, so he consumes financial resources and connections to get you all the rice."

The uncle said again: "You don't know that the farmlands that have grown rice and barley now need to be specially guarded by the army, otherwise they would have been stolen and robbed long ago."

Lu Yao smiled knowingly, nodded secretly, and looked at Xu Longxiang beside him, and said, "Don't stand there, eat, let go of eating."

When Xu Longxiang heard this, he took out his own special big bowl and handed it to the uncle. He smiled and said, "Give me a bowl too!"

That big sea bowl is more like a pot than a bowl!

Several times bigger than the face!
Chapter completed!