In recent years, in order to feed the soldiers, Guo Wenying has taken great pains, planting rice and wheat in the valley, raising chickens, ducks, pigs, and cattle, and also making a waterwheel flour grinding table. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but no matter how happy they toss, it is just a drop in the bucket. If you want to feed the 200,000 army, it's really hard for your grandmother!

At this time, the kung fu egg custard had been steamed, Hu Datou sent someone to call, and the two of them went to the canteen to eat happily.

Tender eggs, two drops of sesame oil, and a little vinegar sauce, it is really beautiful and intoxicating.

As soon as he gently scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, he heard a rush of footsteps, and the door of the dining hall was violently slammed open, revealing a black discus-like face.

Guo Wenying felt a headache when she saw that face, and the fragrant egg custard she chewed in her mouth instantly lost its taste.

"I said Wenying, are you still in the mood to eat, what about the food? What about the rations of the brothers?" The black cake face stretched out his long hand in front of him, and every time he advanced, Guo Wenying was so shocked that he stepped back a point.

She took a few steps back, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from her mouth, "Brother Deng, let's not be in a hurry, not in a hurry." ”

"Who said I was in a hurry. Deng Jiucheng sat beside her with a smile, looking like he was going to have a long talk.

He was the quartermaster of the original Northwest Army, and after Guo Wenying came, the position of quartermaster was vacated for her, and Deng Jiucheng sought a position as a partial general, which was also promoted. Although he is a partial general, he does not go to the battlefield, and he is still in charge of military supplies, but he has become a hand for Guo Wenying. Guo Wenying, the quartermaster, is the fifth grade, and his subordinates are from the fourth grade, and only the Duanjun prince can do this.

This Deng Jiucheng is absolutely competent as a military quartermaster, he is the famous "Deng Zhuala", everything is easy to pull home, often take people to clean the battlefield and pick up some worn weapons and armor to use, a broken pot is also taken back as a treasure, and the warehouse is full of all kinds of rags picked up everywhere.

Guo Wenying asked him to throw away the rags several times to save the land, but he refused to say anything, rubbed his hands and grinned: "What if it is useful?"

Such a person is definitely the right person to let him manage the military quartermaster, when Feng Jingting promoted Deng Jiucheng and let her become the quartermaster, there may be his considerations, but it must be admitted that from the perspective of "miser", people are indeed more suitable than her.

After working with Deng Jiucheng for a few years, Guo Wenying was also very miserable, she was not afraid of anyone in the entire Northwest Camp, even Feng Jingting She dared to show him face, but she was afraid of this Lord Deng, and wanted to hide when she saw him.

This person is not very fierce, not only is he not fierce, but he is also very kind, smiling every day, like a good old man. The most scary thing about him is that he is too abrasive and too verbose, and he entangles people in a reasonable way every time, and he often talks about people and wants to beat him, and usually, the person he likes to pestering the most is Guo Wenying.

"Come, Wenying, you eat, you eat slowly, listen to my brother talk to you. ”

He pushed the egg bowl in front of Guo Wenying, and began to talk with a smile, "Wenying, this person has to be honest, how can you not do what you promise others......?

Guo Wenying: "......"

She sucked the custard with a painful face, and every bite was like swallowing medicine, looking at Lu Weixin, who was unmoved next to her and eating more and more sweet, which set off her torment.

Thinking of the fact that she promised Deng Jiucheng to bring grain and grass back before leaving the camp, she regretted it very much, who would dare to say anything big when she met such a more serious one?

When he talked about honesty again, before he got to the point, she smiled bitterly: "Brother Deng, the queen of the palace is General Lu, if you don't go to find General Lu, maybe he can clean up the battlefield and bring something back." ”

Although he said so, he didn't think so at all in his heart, Lu Huaidong was a loser, and he couldn't wait to throw away all the things in his hand, how could he pick them up?

Deng Jiucheng didn't believe it either, "Wenying, it's just not honest, it's not good to deceive people." ”

Seeing that he was about to talk about it again based on "it's not good to deceive people", Lu Weixin suddenly said: "Brother Deng, I saw my father pull a few cars back today, do you want to take a look? If you don't go, those good things will fall into someone's hands if they can't be prepared." ”

When Deng Jiucheng heard this, he immediately jumped up, "Really?"

"Of course it is. Lu Weixin blinked, "When have I ever lied to someone." ”

Deng Jiucheng suddenly couldn't sit still, "You guys wait here, I'll take a look, don't really let them pick up the treasure and come back to hide it privately." With that, he walked out quickly.

Guo Wenying watched his back disappear, then breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked Lu Weixin: "Your father really pulled something back?" ”

Lu Weixin laughed, he looked very good, and there was a small dimple at the corner of his mouth when he smiled, looking very cute as a teenager.

"You don't know my father's temper, it's good if he doesn't throw things, and you still expect him to pick things up and come back?"

"Then you tell Master Deng that, be careful that he is interested in you. ”

He blinked, "I'm not lying, a few days ago, the Lu family's clan just sent a few carts of things to my father, and I saw a lot of dried meat, as well as air-dried ham, and hundreds of wine jars." ”

Guo Wenying looked at him for a long time, and her smile deepened little by little on her face, "You're bad, that's what people honor your father." ”

"He couldn't finish it anyway. "It's like my dad isn't a kiss.

Guo Wenying shook his head, calculating who is not good, calculating his own father, such a son is really not worrying, but such a brother ...... She loved it.

Thanks to him for breaking the siege!

After eating the custard, the two ran outside to watch the excitement, and less than an hour later, they saw Deng Jiucheng commanding people to pull several cars past in front of them, and not far away, Lu Huaidong was scolding jumping behind him.

Who is Deng Jiucheng, "Deng Zhuala", there is nothing in this camp that he can't want.

The two watched, looked at each other and smiled, and both nodded their toes and quietly ran away.

If General Lu knew that his son and brother-in-law were so calculating him, it would not be as simple as "ancestral grandmother".

In fact, I don't blame Deng Jiucheng for being so calculated, his worries are also Guo Wenying's worries, this day is really unbearable.

A few days ago, the two of them took stock of the armory, and there were still a total of 3,500 Qingzhang crossbows, 70,000 crossbows, and 50 four-stone red crossbows and 20 ten-stone rhubarb crossbows in the warehouse.

Looking at Feng Jingting's meaning, it seems that he is going to fight a big battle, the big war is imminent, and this weapon is not enough at all, but fortunately, there is still a supervision office, and it will be built in a month at most.

It's okay to say that the weapons are the most difficult thing is the grain and grass, and the court has been delaying the distribution of grain, is this really going to let them eat sand?

Guo Wenying stretched it for two days, but she couldn't hold it anymore, so she could only go to Feng Jingting.