Nan Cao had a smile on his face, and he was already scolding Zhou Qian Sour in his heart: Or call you a poor sour!

"Teacher Zhou, don't mind, you said it, this is good material! Isn't good material worthy of your craft? ”

Zhou Qiansan hesitated for a while and stopped writing: "It's not impossible, but there are conditions!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Nan Ke's face suddenly bloomed with joy, as long as there are conditions! I'm afraid you don't want anything, that's troublesome.

"Zhou has three good things in his life, one is to cast the world's good soldiers, but now I don't like it very much, and the other is poetry, calligraphy and painting, after all, there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, and you can also see that I have a completely different temperament from those martial artists! The third is the world's delicacies, and it is not difficult for you, there are many kinds of food in the Southern Dynasties, but the north and south are separated by mountains, and now the situation is even more turbulent, and you are not required to go to the Southern Dynasties to find something, you have also seen the best cooks in the Northern Regions......" said and drooled.

Nan Cao scolded in his heart: You have a temperament, what kind of temperament do you have, and poor sour is also a temperament? If you are greedy, you will be greedy, and you will be delicious and delicious, stinky and hypocritical!

Zhou Qisan snorted and continued: "Ahem, ahem, the best cook in the Northern Regions is the fat old man who came with the reserve army last time, don't look like a ball, and the clothes are tattered, but the craftsmanship is ...... It's really not true! So, why don't you find me some famous calligraphy and paintings, or go to Yangcheng and ask the fat old man to get me something delicious! ”

After saying that, he waved his hand, motioned for the two to leave, and picked up the dead branch and wrote again.

"Nan Ke, what should I do now? Should we go to the calligraphy and painting or go to the reserve army to find the fat old man? On the way back, Han Gexiao asked.

"The Northern Regions are still martial arts and do not worship literature, let alone celebrity calligraphy and painting, even if there are occasional calligraphy and paintings from the Southern Dynasties, they are regarded as treasures by those big families, and my aunt has some collections, but the value is precious, and it is not easy to ask for it directly, now it seems that the fat old man is the only breakthrough point!"

Han Gexiao nodded, he had always admired Nan Ke very much in terms of the form of analysis, but he had to be like this, after all, with his Han Da Man's ingenuity, it was already good to know that it was raining and running home.

"Reserve Army, in Yangcheng, I don't know if I can see Sister Gaga." Nan Ke casually arrived.

"Yes, Brother Hu, who teamed up with me last time, doesn't know if he's not there."

"Brother Hu? Which big brother Hu? Nan Ke asked.

"Brother Hu is Brother Hu, oh, you say the name, his name is Hu Bandong, and he is very awkward!"

Hu Bandong! Nan Ke was shocked at the time, this character is very resounding in the northern domain, every year the big competition is the first, a spear is often only cold, and the battle is over.

"Gexiao, you...... Are you sure his name is Hu Bandong? ”

Han Ge laughed instead: "Nan Ke, it seems that you are not very smart, or maybe Dabi asked someone to break his ear before, right?" I can't even hear the words clearly, it's Hu Bandong, what's wrong? ”

Nan Ke ignored him, when he formed a team at that time, even if Han Gexiao didn't know the identity of the other party, he jumped up and down for a while to ask this and that, if he really knew that this was the first person of the young generation in the Northern Regions, he wouldn't have lifted the roof.

The two went to the camp and borrowed two horses, and went to Nancheng one after the other.

In Yangcheng, there are almost no ordinary people, except for the soldiers, who are horsemen and blacksmiths, and the whole city is always on guard against enemy raids.

"Dismount! You can't ride a horse if you have nothing to do in Yangcheng! The guards at the north gate of Yangcheng scolded.

The two obediently tied their horses, and the rule of not riding horses in Yangcheng has existed since the beginning of the city, unless the war starts or the important event is communicated, or a grand event such as Dabi is held, no one is allowed to ride in this city.

Walking on the avenue of Yangcheng, there are no vendors and pawns, which is completely different from the excitement of the previous big competition, solemnity and solemnity are the only themes in ordinary days here.

The barracks of the reserve army was not far from the north city gate, and countless soldiers in black armor on the school field waved their stabbing guns, shouting and killing one after another, Han Ge laughed and didn't dare to breathe, and said in a low voice: "Nan Ke, are we going to come here in the future?" It's too depressing, isn't it? Dress the same, and do the same thing every day, so boring! ”

Nan Cao smiled: "Then if you don't come here in the future, what do you want to do?" If you think that the life of hunting and selling meat is suitable for you, I believe that my aunt will not stop you. ”

Han Ge smiled like an autumn wind sweeping the branches and fruits, and shook his head desperately: "Forget it, it's better to be depressed, it's better to be depressed......"

"Huh?" A gaze in the barracks looked at the two: "That kid is not ......" said and stopped his movements and walked towards the two.

The face under the black armor gradually became clear in the eyes of the two, "Brother He Da! Nan Ke looked happy, if there was no He Da that night, Nan Ke might have been captured by the black-clothed life.

"What are you doing here? Looking for the sound of geese? He Da asked.

Nan Cao responded: "The main purpose is to come to find the fat old man before, but of course, I also want to come and see Brother He Da and Sister Gaga." ”

Han Gexiao coughed lightly: "And Brother Hu!" ”

He Da's face under the helmet instantly lost his smile: "Hu Bandong?" ”

Han Gexiao couldn't see the changes in other people's moods, and nodded his little head like garlic.

He Da sighed lightly, didn't say anything more on this matter, turned to Nan Ke and said in a low voice: "The fat old man you said is surnamed Ma, we call him Ma Lao, don't call a fat old man here, let him know, who cares about you, it will be a disaster!" ”

Han Ge scratched his head with a smile: "Is he very capable?" Zhou Qian said that he was a cook! ”

He Da looked at this stupid boy who had no eyesight, and didn't know why he hated him for no reason, so he didn't answer, and pointed to a military tent: "Ma Lao is inside, you go to find him, I'll go find the sound of the goose." ”

Approaching Ma Lao's military tent, he only heard the "dang dang dang" in the tent ringing non-stop.

Han Gexiao lowered his voice: "Nan Cao, what do you say this fat old man is doing?" ”

"Dang", the voice stopped abruptly, and only listened to the lazy voice in the military tent: "Who's a stinky boy with no rules, get in." ”

Nan Ke's expression twitched, on the other hand, Han Ge spread his hands with a smile, pointed his finger at his ears, and said with his mouth: Dog ears are really smart!

When I entered the military tent, I saw that there was only a straw mat, a small table, a cutting board on the table, a kitchen knife, and nothing else.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Ma Lao raised his eyelids and took a look, and continued to pick up the kitchen knife and chop up the empty cutting board: "Aren't these the two boys of Wanyan's girl's family, what am I doing to find the fat old man?" ”

Nan Ke was still a little shy, his face turned red all of a sudden, and Han Gexiao looked around with his hands behind his back as if he was fine.