Niu Er made a stupid noise, and a simple plosive sound came out, which was kicked coldly, and Cheng Jinjin reprimanded: "Sprinkle so much salt, it's a waste!" ”

Liang Zhaodi looked at the big man in front of him in surprise, with dark skin, two raised eyebrows, staring at big eyes like copper bells, and scolded Liang Zhaodi angrily. Hero, hero!

Cheng Jinjin is the commander of the Northwest Frontier, the founder of the Daduan Dynasty, and the protector of the country. Even His Majesty of the Daduan Dynasty saw it, and he had to give three points. In the army, he is a notoriously irascible general, and his subordinates also shun him, because they don't know when his feet will fall on your PI.

The weather is sweltering, and the atmosphere is even hotter. Because the kick just now did not fall on Liang Zhaodi's body, he was still very annoyed, surrounded by people, and seemed to want to see how the old general Cheng would save his face next. From under his feet, he can avoid being kicked in PI shares, and only Liang Zhaodi is alone.

Others have dark complexions and gray faces, even if they have unshaven beards, they don't think it's strange. In the hot and restless weather here, there is no image to speak of. However, when General Cheng Jinjin looked at Liang Zhaodi's face, his brows couldn't help frowning again, this little soldier had a white and tender face and was neatly dressed, not to mention a gray face. Look at the shot he just made, and sprinkled a handful of salt on a piece of mutton, it's a loser!

"The officers and men in the army are fortunate to have suffered in this hot weather, and it is dreary and scorching. Salt is so important, but you're spreading it here, do you know wrong? ”

"General, I'm ......"

"The army is not a place for you to enjoy happiness, and this general wants to deal with you with military law, do you have any complaints?"

Military court-law? Liang Zhaodi was sullen and a thunder exploded overhead, yes, I heard it right! I'm doing good deeds, don't say I don't leave my name, but I won't be served by military law!

"Salt is not a rare thing, there is plenty of salt here, you can use as much as you want!" Liang Zhaodi has never felt that salt is precious, and besides, the method of making salt has been taught to them.

"I heard that an immortal disciple solved this problem, but when General Ben saw it with his own eyes, you can't waste it like this!"

"I ...... I am ......" Liang Zhaodi wanted to explain quickly, he was the very awesome immortal disciple, and the merit of refining salt was done by himself.

Unexpectedly, when Liang Zhaodi was about to speak, he was splashed in the face by the spittle stars that flew from General Cheng. Liang Zhaodi stepped back again. It is said that the soldiers in the army are a martial artist, and they won't tell you anything, and it's a big deal to see you in kung fu, but you also have to give others a chance to explain.

"General, she is an immortal disciple"

When General Cheng stepped forward and wanted to be unrelenting, Tu Wangsun stepped forward, stopped him, and reported it.

General Cheng didn't react for a while, looking at the powerless Liang Zhaodi in front of him, it was hard to imagine that she was a master who extracted edible salt from the poisonous salt lake.

"The masters of the world are so breezy and elegant, how can they be compared with those of us who dance and rob sticks!" Seeing that General Cheng was still a little disbelieving, Tu Wangsun explained again.

General Cheng retracted his questioning eyes, and at this time, Liang Zhaodi handed the roasted mutton in front of him......