After handing over the required documents to the designated office, Little York held a receipt in his hand. It said that Little York needed to report to the military department tomorrow morning, meet up with his teammates, and then the captain would lead the team's mission area. This is very understandable, after all, this matter is also a matter for the military in the final analysis, and it is already an additional consideration to let the big library assist, at least in terms of initiative, the military still has to fully grasp it.

Nothing was going on today, and little York was going to the market to buy something he might need tomorrow. Although he was walking with the military, he should not encounter any danger, but little York still bought a short knife to defend himself. Although the weather is okay now, it is still a little cold at night, and little York bought another coat. Other families have already bought it, but they don't need to buy it again. With his coat in his hand and a short sword at his waist, little York returned to his dormitory in the Great Library. Nothing happened overnight.

The next day, just after dawn, little York took the luggage that had been packed the previous night, and carried a meal basket on his arm, containing the bread and butter provided by the breakfast of the Great Library, and held it in his hand, without even applying butter, and walked to the military headquarters while eating. Because he didn't know who the people assigned by the military department were, and what his temper was, little York decided to go there earlier. So as not to offend people, we will have to travel together for a long time after that.

Unexpectedly, little York thought that he was early enough, but the other party came earlier than himself. But when I looked at the people, little York was happy: I didn't expect it to be an old acquaintance. Looking at the bored figure squatting at the door, little York walked over and patted the other party on the shoulder. The other party obviously didn't expect someone to suddenly pat him on the shoulder, and he trembled in fright, and the bread he was holding in his hand fell directly to the ground. At this time, the other party turned his head: "Who is this...... Yo, isn't this Little York. Little York also greeted with a smile: "Good morning, Iron Head." Do you want bread?"

Iron head, the will of the net name steel, is just a comparison of the head of iron, a tendon, and is jokingly called the iron head by everyone. With this nickname, Tietou was not angry, but took it and used it. Originally, after the bread fell, the iron head was still a little angry, but when he saw his acquaintance, he didn't care, jumped up and said, "Hey, it's you boy, little York." The things you updated recently aren't very good-looking, what's wrong? Could it be that you're in love and have no intention of working? This is not good. You see, if you don't work hard, you won't have money, if you don't have money, you can't give gifts to your girlfriend, if you don't give gifts, your girlfriend will get angry, and if you get angry, you have to coax, and you won't have the heart to work. It's still a dead circle to go around. ”

Before Little York finished speaking, he heard such a big bunch, and his head was a little dizzy in the morning, and he was stuffed with a bunch of words, and he was even more dizzy. Hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the other party from continuing to speak: "Friend, stop, stop." "What's wrong?" Iron Head asked. Little York rubbed his temples, knowing that if he said anything more, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be led away from the topic by the iron head, so he hurriedly handed over the meal basket he was carrying: "Come, eat, eat bread." Iron Head looked at the bread in the basket and smiled: "Ouch, this is good." Sure enough, little York understands me. As he spoke, he directly reached out and took out a large bread from it, and took a bite of it: "Hey, this one is better than what I bought, and the one I bought is almost as good as a stone." It's like this, it's fluffy, soft, and fragrant. ”

"This bread is made in the cafeteria of the big library and cannot be bought outside. Little York saw that he was talking to himself, and the palm-sized bread was eaten by the iron head in three bites, and his eyes were a little stunned. Although the Knight's Great Library has a high status and receives a lot of funds from the royal family, most of it is used for experimental expenses, and the food in the restaurant is not good. I ate this bread just now, although I can eat it without butter and honey, but it is definitely not as delicious as the iron head said, it can only be said to be ordinary white bread. Seeing that the iron head was so happy to eat, little York directly handed over the basket: "You eat." Tietou shook his head: "No, no, it's enough to eat one, and if you eat again, you won't have it." Little York said, "Leave me alone, just eat." Iron Head shook his head: "No. I ate one of you because you scared me and lost my bread. Now that we've eaten one, we're even, and we can't continue to eat. ”

Seeing that the iron head said this, little York knew that this guy had made another mistake, so he rolled his eyes and tore one by himself, touched a little butter, and ate it slowly. It's still a little far from the time on the notice, but people are coming one after another. Because Little York had interviewed a lot of people before, and most of them knew him, he waved to say hello when he watched from afar. Because he saw the iron head next to Little York, and knew that they were also waiting for his teammates, he didn't come. Little York also waved his hand to greet the other party.

Seeing that little York ate sweetly, Iron Head swallowed a mouthful of saliva. However, he was still tenacious, and once again refused Little York's invitation to share. Just watching Little York eat, the iron head, who was already not full, was a little hungry again. I took out a dough cake from the burden he was carrying behind him, and the iron head bit down directly on a piece, squeaking in his mouth. Little York's eyes were straight when he was watching.

To put it bluntly, this kind of dough cake is flour with a little salt and water, kneaded and formed, without fermentation, and directly divided into small pieces and baked. Although this kind of dough cake is easy to store and will not break for a long time, it is hard enough to be used as a discus, and it is a concussion when used to smash people. Most people buy it at home, use a hammer or something to smash it into small pieces and mix it with soup to make porridge, but they have never eaten it directly.

Seeing little York staring at his dough, the iron head seemed to think of something, and felt out another piece and handed it over: "Come, eat! Although the bread is delicious, it is still this evil." Little York looked at the dough and shook his head: "I can't bite it, you can keep it and eat it slowly." Iron Head nodded, and put the bread back away. The two of them squatted in the square and ate, waiting for the captain to come. I don't believe that I killed Little York, this iron head will be assigned to the captain, and the iron head is just a militia that was requisitioned before, not a regular soldier, and there should be a soldier after that.

When the two of them finished eating, the surrounding teams also left one after another. Little York looked up at the sun, which had already risen quite a bit. Standing up, little York moved his hands and feet, and finally saw a man walking towards him. Looking closely, little York was a little surprised: "Radish, why are you?"