"How many guest officers? What do you want to eat? ”

As soon as Zhou Cang walked into the steamed bun shop, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him.

"Of course you come to the steamed bun shop to eat steamed buns, don't you still have fish?"

Seeing Zhou Cang say this, the shopkeeper was slightly stunned and said with a smile.

"There are no fish, but there are white-faced tigers!"

"Oh? Is it? It can't be the king of heaven and the tiger, right? ”

"The guest officer laughed, it's a chicken stewed with mushrooms."

“…… Then bring me a bowl of chicken stewed mushrooms! ”

Zhou Cang was stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Haole, guest officer, please sit upstairs, the food will be coming soon......" After speaking, the shopkeeper pointed to a staircase not far away, and then turned around and walked towards the back hall.

Zhou Cang followed the direction of the shopkeeper's finger and came to the second floor, looking around at the layout of the second floor.

Eight tables are placed around, and in the middle there is a special table, on which is a stone carving, the stone carving is a big mountain, and there is a white-fronted tiger lying across the mountain.

"White Tiger Mountain? White Tiger Mountain? Zhou Cang muttered repeatedly, and suddenly grinned.

"This Xue Wenshan, there are so many famous halls, where is this White Tiger Mountain, it is obviously the White Tiger Village."

"Guest, is it the chicken stew you want to take on mushrooms?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from behind him, and his voice was slightly excited, but it was well disguised by the middle-aged man.

Zhou Cang turned around and looked at it, stunned.

"Nima, isn't this Zhou Laosan? One-armed old fritter Zhou Lao San ......"

"Lord ......"

Zhou Laosan's eyes were slightly red, and he was ordered by Xue Wenshan to open a steamed bun shop here as a contact point, so that it would be convenient for Zhou Cang to contact the cottage if there was any situation.

Not long after Zhou Cang and others joined the army, Zhou Laosan took down the store, changed its name, and did business while collecting intelligence to make some money to fund the cottage. Who knew that this was more than three months, there was no news of Zhou Cang, the business was not bad, Zhou Laosan was a little anxious about how to explain to the cottage, the shopkeeper came to the back hall and told him, someone said the code, Zhou Laosan immediately walked quickly to the second floor.

Zhou Cang liked to watch spy war dramas in his previous life, so this code was discussed with Xue Wenshan early in the morning.

A code like this, if there is someone other than Zhou Cang who can match it in this era, then there will be a ghost.

"I'm now the lieutenant lieutenant general, you still call me Captain Zhou or Vice General Zhou."

Zhou Cang looked around left and right, and found that no one was eavesdropping, and still said to Zhou Laosan carefully.

"Yes, Lord...... Captain Zhou. ”

"How's the copycat going lately?"

The two of them sat by the window, and Zhou Cang took a few steamed buns and a plate of side dishes that the shopkeeper had just delivered, and asked Zhou Laosan while eating.

"This letter is for the Lord...... Your letter, and this is the ...... that Miss Cai gave you."

Zhou Laosan took out two letters from his arms.

Zhou Cang took it, without saying a word, picked up one, read it all over, after about a year of study, Zhou Cang can basically recognize the men of this era, at least reading books and writing letters is not a big problem.

This letter was written by Xue Wenshan, which basically means, "After Zhou Cang left, he Xue Wenshan did not dare to slack off, and actively rectified the public security of the cottage, coupled with the cooperation of Pei Yuanshao and others, the development of the cottage was very stable, and there were often people coming to take refuge in the surrounding cottages, and the situation was very good." He also said that the letter sent to the Wei family in Hedong had also been replied, and the Wei family refused to recognize Cai Yan as the daughter-in-law of the Wei family, and beat the person who sent the letter with a stick, which has not been mentioned to Cai Yan for the time being. Ask what to do with Zhou Cang and so on. ”

Zhou Cang then opened Cai Yan's letter, the font was delicate, and it made people feel very comfortable when they looked at it.

"Brother, sister has been studying for several months, a little gain, it is a book in brother, this is written by Wu Anjun, there are thirteen strategies for the art ......of war, three styles of exercises, all of which are unlearned, I hope my brother will regret it."

In the short letter of less than 100 words, Zhou Cang was stunned and sweating profusely, and he basically understood the meaning.

As for who Wu Anjun is, Zhou Cang knows a hairball, anyway, he is a very dick and a very awesome character.

"Peerless?" When he saw these two words, Zhou Cang only felt happy in his heart.

"It seems that Lao Tzu's welfare as a crossing party is not bad! After Lao Tzu learns it, it will be time to cut and kill Lu Bu like slaughtering a chicken and slaughtering a dog......"

How did Zhou Cang know that in the eyes of the ancients, 'peerless learning' was regarded as a masterpiece, and in the eyes of a literati like Cai Yan, this was a priceless treasure.

Zhou Cang looked at the first few strategies of Wu Anjun's Thirteen Strategies of the Art of War that Cai Yan had studied, and found that they were similar to Sun Tzu's Art of War, and they were obviously a little deficient compared to Sun Tzu's Art of War.

It is the three-style exercises that make Zhou Cangru a treasure, and these three styles are all knife techniques, which is simply the legendary crossing 'gift package'.

The first type: the sword seals the demon.

Second Form: Wraith Roar.

The third type: the hegemony of the world.

"What an arrogant knife ......"

Zhou Cang looked at the name of the three-style sword technique, and was ecstatic, such an arrogant name, presumably the power will not be small.

Then when he looked down, Zhou Cang's face turned green.

A line of delicate font wrote a sentence: "The little sister didn't like it, so she abandoned it." ”

In just seven words, Zhou Cang seemed to fall directly from the clouds to the bottom.

"You don't like it, I like it......"

Helplessly, Zhou Cang's heart, where did Cai Yan know.

"Can you have pen and ink?"

Zhou Cang thought about it, and still wrote back to Xue Wenshan, so that Cai Yan could know his 'voice'.

When Zhou Laosan went to get pen and ink, Zhou Cang casually grabbed a steamed bun and bit it down, like a 'stone' steamed bun, it was not so much a steamed bun as a gnocchi, and Zhou Cang's teeth hurt.

"Hey, I really miss the old steamed buns of 'hometown'."

In this era, I don't know how to say fermentation, steamed bread is really real flour, and it is a good choice to fight hunger.

Zhou Laosan took the goods pen and ink, this is the root of the field, made of chicken feathers, Zhou Cang once did it in the cottage for 'learning', the brush is not Zhou Cang can make this thing turn, it was already a dog crawling words, written with a brush, it is simply a dragon flying phoenix dance, chic and free, a generation of calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi will talk about himself, Zhou Cang's calligraphy is almost no one knows, sometimes even he does not necessarily know.

Holding a quill pen, Zhou Cang swayed freely, and wrote several pieces of paper freely, and those who couldn't write were basically replaced by homophones.

probably explained Xue Wenshan's recent situation, and the possibility that the Shangdang County soldiers would move troops to the nearby bandits, so that Xue Wenshan could strengthen his defense day and night.

In addition, he explained the matter of the Wei family in Hedong and told Cai Yan that with Cai Yan's ingenuity, the Wei family had not sent anyone to pick him up for so long, and Cai Yan already knew the Wei family's plans.

Zhou Cangyou picked up a quill pen and wrote a page or two, handed it to Zhou Laosan, and then picked up the half-eaten steamed bun and left in style.

Zhou Laosan looked at the very scribbled handwriting in his hand.

"How to make steamed buns for the elderly......"

Zhou Cang just wrote the fermentation process to Zhou Laosan, and as for the rest, it was not Zhou Cang's concern.

Zhou Laosan came to the back hall and asked people to deliver the letter to Xue Wenshan of Baihu Village overnight.

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