In less than half an hour, a rich banquet was prepared.

Park Young-jun and his cousins were also left behind to eat with the soldiers in the barracks of the Dengju Army. Park Rongjun was even luckier to be left in Wang Rui's Chinese army tent and have dinner with the officers.

When the wine and meat were served, Park Young-joon ...... Now it's called Ji Rongjun, and his saliva is about to flow out, and his throat can't help but swallow a few times.

Brother Yin and others watched from the sidelines and laughed, how could this "chicken" North Korean look like a person who has never eaten meat in his life.

In fact, don't say that there are really some Koreans in this era who have never eaten a big meal in their lives. If you can eat some white rice and some kimchi, it's a fairy-like life!

Just when Ji Er thought that Lord Wang was going to invite everyone to eat, he heard Wang Rui ask the fat chef who delivered the dishes: "Fat uncle, you sent us all this?" ”

"Hey, it's not all. I also gave it to my wife. The fat uncle smiled all over his face, smiling and rubbing his big hands.

"Haha, you fat uncle, don't give too much! If you let your lady gain weight, it won't look good in the future, I can ask you! Wang Rui joked.

"Nope! Besides, it's good to gain weight. The general's wife doesn't want to be rich. The fat uncle replied with a smile.

"My lord, I think Uncle Fat is reasonable." Brother Yin interjected on the side.

"You think so, too?" Wang Rui turned to Chen Song and the others.

"Uh-huh! Fat is rich. Chen Song and the others nodded vigorously. Obviously, they also agree with this aesthetic of being fat.

Hey, what are the aesthetic standards? Could it be that this is a time travel to the Tang Dynasty? I still think fat is beautiful!

Actually, I can't really blame everyone for this. Even in the seventies and eighties of Wang Rui's previous time and space, many people still regarded fat as beauty and fat as precious. In the final analysis, there is still a lack of food, and everyone can't eat enough, of course, they will think that gaining weight is blessed and beautiful!

"Alright! But we can't eat alone! Come, take half of these meat dishes and give them to our soldiers! Wang Rui finally commanded.

"My lord, this sheep and a few chickens are really not much. Divide half of it and go out, and you won't have enough to eat! The fat uncle said with some embarrassment.

"Haha! What can there be that you can't eat? If the Ji'er brothers don't send these chickens and sheep, we won't have anything to eat? Wang Rui asked rhetorically.

"This, this ......" The fat uncle looked at Chen Song, he knew that Chen Song was an important general who could speak beside Wang Rui, so he wanted to ask him for help.

"Don't look at me! Fat uncle, you are new here, and you don't know much about our lord. He is the most intimate to us soldier brothers. If you don't go down, the lord won't be able to eat this meal! ”

Chen Song waved his hand and sent the fat uncle away, and slapped Lord Wang's ass by the way.

In the past few years, he has succeeded Long Duanju and served as the battalion officer of Wang Rui's personal guard battalion, and he follows Lord Wang every day, knowing that Lord Wang loves these sons and daughters in the army from the bottom of his heart.

"Withdraw, withdraw! Don't delay your lord's dinner. Brother Yin and the others also urged.

"Alright! I withdrew and distributed it to the soldiers in the battalion. Hey, there's more than 7,000 people here. What's the point? "The fat uncle grabbed his head, very embarrassed.

"Haha, fat uncle, fat uncle! Why does such a thing stump you? Learn from our Han nation's god of war and hussar general Huo Quai! Wang Rui laughed.

"My lord, you said that the hussar general Huo Qu is sick! He is the big hero of our Han people, and this villain still knows it. It's just that I haven't heard that he can cook! "Uncle Fat was confused by our Lord Wang.

"Jiuquan! We have a Jiuquan City in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty, you know? Lord Wang chattered again about the allusion to the name of Jiuquan City.

Everyone listened happily, people like Chen Song and Brother Yin, who had been by Wang Rui's side for a long time, had already guessed what Lord Wang was going to come up with.

However, Kei Er Kei Rongjun couldn't figure it out. He said in his heart: My lord, you can really blow! The man in front of him is a chef, what problem can you solve by telling him these historical allusions?

Although Ji Rongjun can't figure out the truth of this, the fat uncle is an extremely smart person, otherwise he would not have become a famous chef in the southeast of Liaodong!

However, smart people naturally have the performance of smart people, and the same goes for fat uncles. He obviously knew what bad idea Lord Wang was going to say, but he still held his hand and asked, "My lord, although there is a small river on this side, do we want to create another river of wine in this Handong?" ”

"Haha! Fat uncle, your brain is also turning quite fast. We can't get the wine river, you can always get the broth, right? Mix the removed chicken and mutton with a few large pots of water, add some salt and some vegetables, this is a delicious broth! Our more than 7,000 brothers can eat it. ”

Wang Rui laughed. He couldn't help but think in his heart: Damn, did you change the name of the small river outside, and from now on, it will be called "Mutton Soup River".

"What a whimsy, haha! These boys are in good hands! Let's go back to the broth! The fat uncle looked like he had a clever plan, and happily brought back the chicken and mutton that had been divided.

Lord Wang was about to beckon everyone to eat, but Ji Rongjun suddenly rushed out from below, so frightened that the guards on both sides of the guard held the knives on their waists and were about to go out to stop them.

"It's fine." Zhang Er and Chen Song both shook their heads lightly at the same time.

When Ji Er and the others entered the barracks, they were first searched by the guards on duty at the camp gate. When they arrived at the big tent of the Chinese army, they were rechecked twice by the soldiers of the personal guard battalion and the agents of the Military Intelligence Department. I almost stripped my whole body!

If he still has a weapon hidden in this way, it will be a real dog. Besides, he was still a few meters away from Lord Wang's table!

It is estimated that before he rushed in front of Wang Rui, he had to be shot out of a lot of honeycomb eyes by the guards on the side!

I saw Ji Er first arch at Wang Rui, and then knelt down with a plop, and then cried out with tears in his eyes: "General! The villain saw my Chinese style today, and he died without regrets! ”

"Oh! Why did the virtuous brother of Ji'er say this? Seeing Ji Rongjun come up with such a play again, Wang Rui also got into the play a little bit.

"When the villain was a child, I heard the elders of the family say that my famous Han general loves soldiers like sons, and he is not righteous. Today, when I see adults undressing and sharing food, I know the benevolence and righteousness of my Han family! According to the villain's opinion, this small Qinghe can be renamed the mutton soup river! The high righteousness of General Yiming! ”

After Ji Er finished speaking, he looked at Wang Rui with an eager face. He knew that no one would have to accept his sycophancy.

Sure enough, Lord Wang hadn't spoken yet. Chen Song spoke: "Mutton soup river!" Haha, interesting! It was renamed the Mutton Soup River, so that the sons and daughters of Handong will always remember the kindness of my father-in-law! ”

"My lord! This proposal is feasible. The lord restored the homeland of my Jizi Dynasty * Xian Han family, and re-established the three counties of Handong, and the credit can be compared to Wei Huo! Now when I first arrived in Handong, I should inherit some allusions to inspire my descendants of the Han family! Zhang Er also opened his mouth to persuade.

"Zhang Er, your statement is too good for Wei Huo! However, this wolf is the highest glory of my Han family's sons, and you can all compete for it! Okay, let's change Xiaoqing River to mutton soup river! ”

Wang Rui waved his hand, very happy.