On the second day, Qu Mingli got up early as usual, because Ban Fei said that he would take a day off to rest, and after a little freshening, he went out early.

Since it is the first time to come to Jinguo, it is natural to have a good time.

It's a pity that Jinguo and Klee are not far apart, and there is not much difference between what is shouted and sold in the market.

I was bored drinking tea on the side of the road, but I heard many passers-by talking about going to the Hundred Tribes Army Recruitment Office to try their luck.

"Xiao Er, why do they all have to run away to be soldiers, aren't the people of Jinguo the most relocated?"

Xiao Er put the sweat towel on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Those are people who don't want to leave." Do you know how much money Zi Raid offered? That is as good as half a year's harvest at home, who doesn't want to pick up this cheap. Besides, Zi Xi is the largest country among the hundred countries, if he really enters the camp, are you afraid that he will not have a good life in the future? ”

Xiao Er leaned into his ear and whispered, "If it weren't for the boss begging me to stay, I would have wanted to try it too!" ”

"Little Er, why can't you serve the tea on this table? What to eat! The boss's urging voice came, and it didn't look friendly.

"Come on, come on." Xiao Er was embarrassed and left with a teapot.

With so many eager people applying, the camp must be very busy. Qu Mingli thought so, paid the money and left the barracks.

The conscription gate is still lined up as long as yesterday, and it seems that there is a tendency to lengthen.

After Qu Mingli showed the waist card to the guards, he walked inside.

There were several tables set up inside, and at each table there were people watching and registering, and in front of them were citizens who had come to apply. I saw a leader say something to the man, and the man picked up a weapon from the weapon rack on the side and waved it, and the leader read it and wrote and drew on the paper, which was incomprehensible for a while.

Qu Mingli saw Ban Fei in the center of the test field, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a big peach bought on the side of the road.

"I'm afraid you're too tired, so I'll treat you first."

Ban Fei looked back and saw that it was him, and was a little surprised: "Why are you here, didn't you get a day off?" You should eat peaches, I don't like to eat hairy things. ”

"I'm afraid you can't be busy, let's see if you can help, it's idle anyway." Seeing that Ban Fei didn't eat, Qu Mingli ate by himself.

Ban Fei looked around at the people who came to apply: "Today is a little busy. If you want to help, you can get acquainted with it, and on the last day of tomorrow, I'm afraid I'm going to be even busier. ”

Ban Fei handed Qu Mingli a piece of paper and a pen, and said while explaining to him: "The guards need to screen those who think they can become soldiers, which not only includes looking at his physical condition, but also considering which branch of the military is suitable for him to join. For example, if you think he is good for archery, you will shoot an arrow, and if he is suitable for holding a gun, he will hold a gun. Although this will not be the last resort, it will also facilitate future training. ”

"Aren't you afraid to look away and recruit some people with bad qualifications?"

"Your martial arts are so good, I'm sure you can't be mistaken."

Qu Mingli was embarrassed to see Ban Fei praising himself like this, so after receiving the things, he stood at the table next to him and began to test the qualifications of the candidates one by one.

Looking at it, Qu Mingli felt irritable.

Who are these people? The uncle who was covered in the smell of fish, the ruffian with a meaty face, and the farmer who held the knife into a hoe, the scholar who talked to him about the development of the Hundred Tribes Army as soon as he came up, and there were even people in the year of the Mandate of Heaven who came to intercede with him, saying that his family was difficult, and hoped that the Hundred Tribes Army would accept him and save him from the fire and water.

Qu Mingli finally resisted the urge to step forward and teach them how to use weapons, and continued to stand here with a bitter face. He felt very aggrieved about why he met all unreliable applicants. He sighed, and in desperation, he sent a message that the meal was over, and he was temporarily out of the sea of suffering.

"Let's go eat first." Qu Mingli wanted to call him to fly to work.

"You go first," Ban Fei said without raising his head as he turned over the things in his hand, "I'll go back later." ”

Qu Mingli didn't force him, but when he came back from eating, Ban Fei was still standing there busy, as if he hadn't moved.

"You wouldn't have eaten yet, would you?" Qu Mingli asked with concern.

"I'm not hungry yet, I'll eat when I'm hungry."

Qu Mingli was helpless, and he didn't ask any more, he stood back and continued to stare at it, this time he decided to lower his requirements, as long as Zamabu could stand firmly. So this afternoon, the other guards were wondering why this Protestant guard had made people walk without even touching their weapons.

Rao is like this, there are not a few people left in the afternoon, and the few people who stay are all Qu Mingli wrote half a page of advice on paper to join the army.

"Alright, let's go to dinner." Qu Mingli came to call Ban Fei again.

"I'm not hungry yet, let's wait a minute."

"Wait, didn't you even eat lunch?" Qu Mingli was a little annoyed, no matter what, he pulled Ban Fei away.

After eating, Ban Fei hurried away again, Qu Mingli thought that he must be busy again, so he followed.

"What are you going to be busy with?" Qu Mingli opened Ban Fei's curtain and asked.

Ban Fei really crouched in front of the desk to do things, and when he saw him coming, he was a little happy: "I still have to sort out the list of candidates who passed today." ”

Qu Mingli was dissatisfied: "You are too busy." If it's too late, leave it to someone else, you're a lieutenant. ”

"The general said that it is better not to spread these to outsiders."

Qu Ming snorted, thinking, it was this Ning Zeqing again.

"I'm not an outsider, I'll help you." Qu Mingli said and took half of the scroll in Ban Fei's hand.

Ban Fei didn't stop him, and explained a little to him and asked him to help.

Qu Mingli looked at it and found that it was also difficult to read the papers. The handwriting is crooked, and the wreath is well understood, but the villain can't bear it, and whoever can see what is being said can only be regarded as a qualified applicant, and then see where its strengths are.

"Your handwriting is really good," Ban Fei said suddenly, "better than theirs, and of course, better than mine." ”

If this continues, Qu Mingli will get used to Ban Fei always praising himself: "It can only be regarded as neat, not good-looking." ”

"If I were like you, the general might not be disappointed." Ban Fei seemed to feel a little sorry.

"Disappointment what?"

"It's nothing, I just don't think I'm smart enough." Ban Fei felt that he had lost his words, and hurriedly denied it, "However, why are you so few candidates, I only seem to have seen two copies." ”

Qu Mingli felt weak: "I'm ...... I just thought it was better to be more rigorous in this matter, so I controlled it more strictly. ”

Ban Fei saw that he was serious, so he didn't ask much.

The two of them registered some more, and when Qu Mingli finished reading everything at hand, he turned around and found Ban Fei asleep on the table.

Qu Mingli sighed and said softly: "You, you're too hard, I feel tired when I look at it." ”

complained about the illness, Qu Mingli was still reluctant to wake him up, and took the unfinished scroll in his hand and continued to ascend the throne.

After finishing all the papers, Ban Fei was still asleep, breathing steadily, Qu Mingli wanted to go out quietly without disturbing his sweet dreams.

walked to the door, came back again, gently put on a dress for Ban Fei, blew out the lights and candles, and then left.