Chapter 409 East Seventh Camp
Zhu Si responded, "Yes, your kung fu is so powerful, what are you afraid of when you go into battle to kill the enemy? Maybe you can achieve first-class merit!" He looked at Hu Feng enviously. If he could have such kung fu as Hu Feng, he would also Don't be afraid of going to the battlefield, maybe you can become famous in the first battle, and truly return home.
Hu Feng smiled and didn't speak again, seemingly focused on the task at hand.
"Is dinner ready?"
A familiar voice sounded behind Hu Feng, his vegetable-cutting hand stopped, and his indifferent face was instantly filled with haze.
Three years later, he heard this voice again, and even after thirty years, he would not be able to forget this voice.
Hu Feng didn't turn around, and Zhu Si hurried to meet the soldier in exquisite armor: "Sir, it's not over yet, we'll have to wait a little longer."
The man frowned and stared at Zhu Si very displeased: "Why are your hands and feet so slow? Can you do it, you guys? If you can't, I'll change people."
When he heard the substitution, Zhu Si was anxious. If this was a substitution, wouldn't they have to go to the battlefield?
"Don't, don't, don't be angry, my lord. We are new here and we are not skilled yet. You give us another chance, and we promise we will do well."
Seeing that Zhu Si's attitude of admitting his mistake was still very sincere, the man said with a relaxed tone: "It's not an example, hurry up."
"Yes yes yes." Zhu Si replied repeatedly.
The man said again: "After the meal is ready, send someone to send a portion to Dongqiying."
Zhu Si hurriedly asked, "The soldier who sent it to Dongqi Battalion?"
The man waved his hand: "Don't ask so much. After sending it, he said that it was sent by General Hu, and naturally someone will take you there."
Zhu Si responded, and after seeing General Hu away, he quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead and let out a long breath.
Zhu Si whispered: "Who still needs to deliver meals? Don't all the people in each battalion get the meals themselves?"
At this time, a skinny boy came in with a bundle of firewood on his back, heard Zhu Si's muttering, and hurriedly answered, "Is it Dongqiying?"
Zhu Si nodded: "Yes, Dongqiying, you know?"
The boy said, "I'll go deliver it, 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 military camp? This is not with them!
"Are you okay?" Zhu Si asked.
The young man nodded quickly, "I can do it, I can do it, I have sent it before, I have been here for more than a year, and I was originally going to the battlefield. Seeing that I was too young, General Gu asked me to stay here to continue to work. Live, big brother, I really can do it."
Hu Feng turned his head to look at the young man, who was about the same size as Baizhi, with yellow skin and thin face, like a short bamboo pole that was about to be blown down by the wind.
The boy's eyes were full of hope, and he looked at Zhu Si with a pleading face, hoping to get this job.
He knew that the East Seventh Camp was a tent dedicated to detaining prisoners. The battle had not yet started, so naturally there would be no prisoners. Who was this meal for? And it was Hu Mingzong who came to instruct himself, obviously not an ordinary person.
And why did the young man in front of him want to go to Dongqiying to deliver meals?
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 opinion. Although Zhu Si is the temporary manager of the battalion, he is used to listening to Hu Feng's words. In his heart, Hu Feng is the boss.
The young man hurriedly thanked Zhu Si and Hu Feng, his dirty little face glowed with excitement and joy.
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I would like to offer my belated Qixi Festival blessings. I only found out that it was Qixi Festival by checking the circle of friends today. . .
I wish all lovers in the world will be married~~
See you tomorrow, my dears~