Chapter 205: Inconsistencies
The barracks were full of 60,000 people, divided into six camps, and more than 20 people from Yin Qizhou and his brothers were responsible for the food of nearly 2,000 people, including the major generals.
"Xiao Yin, your task this morning is to be responsible for lighting a fire and cooking rice, and there are six pots here, all of which have to be done, understand?"
Yin Jizhou limped in, glanced at the row of large boilers, and nodded.
The firewood is dry, it is now July, and the sun is very abundant in Duyangguan, and the trees are cut down and thrown in the empty space of the camp, and they will be dried in a few days.
Yin Jizhou jumped out to carry firewood, and as soon as he touched it, he was scratched by a wooden thorn, and he was drenched in blood.
Yin Jizhou pursed his mouth and secretly scolded himself for being useless.
Tear the strip of cloth and wrap it around and continue to move.
I fell twice and finally moved into the kitchen.
Ye Xing led a large group of people to come, and he bluffed Yin Jizhou with a fierce attitude.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Xing roared loudly: "I am crippled and don't know how to call people?" ”
"Hmm......"
Ye Xing waved his hand, and the two soldiers carried one, and after a while, they stacked the wooden blocks in front of Yin Jizhou, and took the axe and smashed it by the way.
"Alright, return to the team for drill!"
"Yes!"
The people regrouped together and ran to the camp.
Yin Jizhou watched Ye Xing lead people over, and the team over there immediately stood upright, full of energy.
The whole camp is at the junction of yellow sand and woodland, with large trees on the back, the entrance to Rongyi County, and the vast desert yellow sand in front of it, with the fangs of the southern enemy.
For more than two hours from dawn to lunchtime in the morning, Yin Jizhou was busy adding firewood to the six boilers, and his clothes were soaked.
When he smelled the smell of mush, he looked for the squad leader suspiciously.
"You're just cooking like this? Boil your mother's Chinese medicine jar! ”
said that the grumpy squad leader was going to do it.
Brother Xiaobing stopped in front of Yin Jizhou and explained: "Squad leader, I didn't explain it clearly. ”
The squad leader glanced at Brother Xiaobing, probably very familiar, and he didn't beat it down after giving face.
"Go tell the generals yourself!"
Yin Jizhou was a little depressed, walked up to Ye Xing, lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"Report! I, Yin Jizhou! I cooked the rice. ”
Ye Xing's face changed suddenly, and his expression was angry: "I also helped you chop firewood this morning, what's the matter?" ”
"I don't know ......"
Yesterday, the military advisor came over, his tone was more serious than before, and asked, "You haven't cooked it before?" ”
"Seeing others cook it, I thought it was easy."
Yin Qizhou clearly saw that Ye Yuancen, who was at the bottom of the camp, did not say a word, and remained silent, his eyes fell on the atlas in his hand, and let Ye Xing and the military advisor deal with all the things.
Ye Xing pulled Yin Jizhou for a walk in front of the major generals of the whole battalion: "You kid, you can be famous now." He said to the squad leader of the Huotou Army, "Inform me to go down, the dinner time is early, and the noon ones will eat some food mats first." Leave the mushy rice to this kid to solve! ”
"Yes."
After Ye Xing finished speaking, Ye Yuancen convened everyone again, and seemed to be indifferent to what was happening.
The atmosphere in the tent was frighteningly cold.
The whole battalion, including the major generals, was hungry all afternoon.
The pasted rice was shoveled up and placed in the corner cauldron, and Yin Jizhou stayed there all afternoon, learning to cook an edible meal up close.
"Xiao Yin, don't be discouraged, there will be more or less mistakes the first time. Didn't the general blame you? ”
Yin Jizhou lowered his head and pecked.
After dinner, Yin Jizhou helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks and sat on the sand dunes behind the camp to blow the wind.
Ye Xing brought a pot of rice crackers over: "Freshly baked, try it?" ”
The hot rice crackers were still steaming, and Yin Jizhou pinched one and ate it in small bites.
"I thought it was a rich kid with a big temper and a stubborn temper, but I didn't expect it to be just an angry bag."
"I'm not angry."
Others have not wronged him, how can he be angry?
"And you have a sad face?"
"I'm doing something wrong."
Yin Jizhou stared at Ye Xing: "You are not worthy of your name." ”
"Oh?"
"A fierce look, a bodhisattva's heart."
"Come on, these are all things that General Ye ordered me to do. He said he had a child too, and if he was your age, he would have a lot of problems. ”
"Really?"
"Hmm. General Ye just looked indifferent. He taught the officers and men of the whole army to just four words: the appearance is not the same. ”
"Why?"
"He said that the most protective thing is deception."
"That's it. Then why did you expose it to me? ”
"You're your own person."
Yin Jizhou suddenly burst into tears.
"I think it's very different here."
"What's the difference?"
"Tired, but very quiet, so quiet that the young master panicked!" Wiping away his tears, Yin Jizhou forced out a smile.
Ye Xing smiled: "You used to live too impetuously, and you have always longed for this kind of peace in your heart, but when it is really quiet, you are itching in your heart." ”
It seems like that's the case. Yin Jizhou pulled the yellow sand on the ground, buried his feet in it, lifted it again, and dug the pit and buried it in.
"The people I used to know, the first thing they saw wasn't me. Ridiculous, you say? Yin Jizhou laughed himself, "I don't look bad, and I can speak well, why don't I let my living people look at it, and flatter my ethereal identity first?" How wronged I am. ”
"There are pros and cons. Because you have money, you can meet so many people. But money also brings you a lot of harm. ”
"Big ballast."
"Come on, what's the point of sensationalism? Don't sleep at night, and make all your mushy rice into rice crackers. ”
Yin Jizhou grabbed the cake in his hand and said, "I won't." ”
"Lao Tzu taught you."
So, one night, the room was brightly lit and the food was fragrant.
"Ah, it's finally done." Ye Xing stretched his waist, and the dozen or so brothers who stayed up all night together beat their waists and went out to fetch water and wash their faces.
"Eh, do you want to do a divination?"
"Suffer, Madman Mu is here, I have to walk!"
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the gang ran away and only Yin Jizhou was left alone.
Mu Ya is an old man in the army, very respected, maybe really old, a little dementia in the past two years, every person has to give him divination, it must be a sign of good fortune, a waste of time. Over time, everyone can coax and coax, and avoid if they can.
Yin Jizhou was smoked with soot in the room, choking with tears, and just went out to breathe when he bumped into Mu Ya.
I saw Mu Yaji holding half a pot of wine in his hand and a wooden fan with a few rotten fan blades.
"Eh, eh! What's wrong with you? Hit me! ”
The two of them slammed on the door panel, and Yin Jizhou's thin body suddenly grinned in pain.
Mu Yaji was fine, her slender eyebrows were bent with peach blossom eyes: "Come on, come on, let the old man give you a hexagram!" Exorcise evil spirits and eliminate disasters! ”
"Go!"
Yin Jizhou was not happy in his heart, and impatiently pushed Mu Ya and walked out.