It is said that in troubled times, life is like mustard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info No, just after the thieves outside Youzhou City, the people of the state city and even the relatives who had just buried their families who unfortunately died in the war rioted at home, they came out to struggle to survive again, those who have craftsmanship come out to buy craftsmanship, and those who do not have craftsmanship work hard, anyway, they can't let the old and young people who are still alive at home starve to death because of the war.

Therefore, it has only been more than a month since the war, and the city of Youzhou is already bustling all day long, shoulder to shoulder. Selling art, bartering, and even selling one's body are everywhere, and those who don't know think that this is a prosperous scene.

In this environment, Ma Xiu's plan to recruit troops and buy horses is also going smoothly, and with Zhang Fei's financial resources, Ma Xiu's Chengnan Primary School is gradually becoming lively. Every day, people make noise and neigh, so it's not lively.

And some young ladies whose husbands died in the war seemed to have found their support again, watching around the school all day long, staying for a day, helping the barracks to wash and replenish, and cook tea and rice. In this way, not only can you get a full meal, but you can even bring food to the baby at home at night. In these troubled times, being able to live and not starve - this is better than anything else.

Although Matthew patrolled the city every day, practiced the troops, and carried out it in an orderly manner, as he continued to practice Zhongping marksmanship, the altar in the sea of knowledge kept exuding heat to nourish the whole body, and his physical strength gradually increased and changed.

But Matthew was not happy, frowning every day and looking preoccupied, and this emotion then affected the generals of the whole battalion, and they were also cautious every day, for fear of offending the main general's bad head.

In this regard, the second general Zhang Su also tried to ask, but there was only one answer from Ma Xiu: how happened to Zhang Baihu.

Oh, back to the general. Zhang Baihu did a good job, and today he introduced a few strong men to the camp.

What else?

Yes! There are no generals.

Oh, then arrange it, good students train soldiers. Don't be afraid of hardship and tiredness, sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime. I will bring you to the battlefield and you will be brought back without falling.

Be! General Xie.

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At this time, Zhang Fei and Zhang Baihu were playing with his snake spear in his yard, and several relatives were standing around watching. I saw that almost a hundred catties of Zhangba snake spear seemed to be alive in his hands, dancing, cold light flashing, carrying the sound of poisonous snakes spitting letters, piercing, stabbing and stabbing to kill people. Block, attack without leaving room for error.

Zhang Fei danced for a while, and with a bang, the spear came out of his hand, and the black three lightning flashed, and when he looked at it again, the Zhangba snake spear was directly inserted into the marble in the corner of the courtyard, and the powder flew sideways for a while.

Zhang Baihu took the wet towel handed over by his relatives, rubbed his hands, and asked:

What about today.

Back to Baihu, it was still like that, but a few people came to try to lift the grinding plate, but they were unsuccessful, and the small ones saw that they were also quite brave, so they gave some rice and grain, and let them go to the Chengnan Primary School to report.

Alas! Again. It's been more than a month since the general told me to help him choose a general here. But every day, there are three or two small fish and shrimp. It's not good, my old Zhang can't do this military order after joining the army. It's really annoying.

Baihu, I don't think I blame you. Personally accepted Zhang Fei's used towel and continued: I am afraid that the grinding disc on the market must be a thousand or hundreds of catties, and I have seen you lift it in my life. Others... Difficult!

Hmph, what's the matter, I'm not alone in the land of Youyan, I don't believe it. Go, send a message to the shopkeeper of the pork shop in the market, from today onwards, the pork will not be sold. As long as anyone can lift the millstone, the money will be taken, and the meat will be taken!

Promise.

Lao Zhang still felt bored after he finished speaking, so he wandered to the wine shop.

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Landlord... Landlord...

A few days later, Xiao Si of Zhang's butcher shop broke into the hotel, tugged at Zhang Fei's sleeve and said:

The owner, our family's meat has been forcibly divided. The people who are coming are very majestic, go and see them.

Yes! There is also this kind of thing, lead the way, see if I don't beat him into a birdman.

It turned out that since Zhang Fei ordered his subordinates not to sell meat, the Zhang family thought of a way to tie up all the meat and put it in the well next to the meat stall to ice, and the well was covered with a large grinding plate of more than 1,000 catties that only their owner could lift in the land known as Youyan. The shopkeeper of the butcher shop shook his head and thought of a sentence:

If anyone can lift this millstone,

You can take all the meat from the well.

This time, the rich people in Youzhou City have blown up, I'll go, what's the matter, Zhang Butcher, who slaughtered pigs in the times, has a brain convulsion today, and he doesn't sell pork.

Wocao, in these years, without him, the butcher really can't eat hairless pigs, what can I do.

It's just frolicking and playing, for a few days. This is a record of the more and more people gathered in the butcher shop, and the guys looked: Ho! This guy is showy enough, so he simply took out a broken pot and struck it as a gong:

Come and see, let's see, ha

Who can erase this millstone,

You can take any meat from the well..

Just when people were afraid of the grinding disc with a diameter of more than two meters, they suddenly heard a loud shout:

Some-and-so!

I saw a big man rushing out of the crowd, this person is nine feet long, his beard is two feet long, his face is like a heavy jujube, and he is majestic! A pair of large hands are spread like a dustpan.

The man walked all the way, and the crowd of people crowded next to each other unconsciously separated the two sides as if the water had been broken by a big boat. I saw him walk to the grinding plate in three steps and two steps, and he didn't talk nonsense, he lowered his waist, grabbed the edge of the grinding plate with one hand, and grabbed the hole in the center of the real plate with the other hand.

Hey!

Yo!

With a low roar, a group of exclamations saw a marble grinding disc of more than 1,000 catties lifted into the air.

Little two

The man said:

Divide the meat and barefoot!

This... This... Guest officer, the small one can't be the master.

Hmm~ The man took a step forward with the grinding plate and walked in front of Xiao Er:

Did you not say that he who wipes the mill is allowed to take the flesh of the well, and now I lift up the millstone, and the flesh is mine. I let you share, you dare not divide.

Don't dare~ Don't dare~ I'll divide it!

Looking at the grinding disc covering his head like a dark cloud, Xiao Er cleverly obeyed the order, and immediately took out the meat and chopped it into small pieces and distributed it to the poor men who were barefoot.

Ha ha~

Looking at this situation, the big man walked away...