Melancholy, Li Zhufeng looked at the sky and kept sighing.

The ten-day deadline has arrived, not to mention 30,000 people, even 20,000 people, and they are not full.

The first batch of 10,000 recruits are not afraid of death and want to go to the battlefield to fight for fame and fortune.

But the first batch of such people is almost recruited.

The second batch of re-recruitment, it will be limited.

This also led to the fact that time passed day by day, but the soldiers under Li Zhufeng's hands did not grow as always.

That is, Zhang Xun was interesting enough to plead with the emperor for him, and he was given a few more days.

But... To put it mildly, if you want to recruit 30,000 people, it doesn't matter how many days of grace you have.

Gotta change places!

But if you leave the capital and recruit troops back, the time will not be a matter of a few days.

When the time comes, it is inevitable that the time will be missed.

On the Shengshang side, no matter how big Zhang Xun's face is, what he can say for him is limited.

Again and again overdue, the saint inevitably felt that he was incapable.

I'm afraid that he will rarely be used in the future.

And a military general, if he fades out of the emperor's field of vision, is there still any future?

Li Zhufeng is unwilling!

The last time he was defeated, he believed that the right time and place were not on his side.

Because of this, I have been sitting on the cold bench for more than ten years.

Now that it has finally been reactivated under the competition of many forces, if you disappoint the saint without even going to the battlefield, it will be a bit ridiculous and generous.

Can... No matter how unwilling you are, it's useless!

If people don't want to join the army, they don't want to join the army, and Li Zhufeng can't hold a knife on someone's neck.

So... What can I do about it? It only adds to the sadness!

However, just as Li Zhufeng sighed, Li Changkong strode in, humming a small tune in his mouth, obviously in a happy mood.

Seeing his son so happy, Li Zhufeng reluctantly restrained a little sadness, squeezed out a little smile, and said, "Changkong, why are you so happy?" ”

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that the Zhenguo fast food store that I opened in partnership with a few brothers has opened."

"Zhenguo? Fast food? These two terms were added together, and Li Zhufeng was really stunned for a long time.

"Changkong, my father is stupid, what is fast food? And Zhenguo, isn't the word Zhenguo a little too big? ”

"Of course, being a father is not against you doing business. Compared with the past, you can do some business, regardless of whether you make money or not, and it is already very gratifying to be a father. ”

"It's just that our family is just a Hou Mansion after all, and with a name as big as Zhenguo, it is easy to be criticized."

"Eh, don't worry, father, this shop also has His Royal Highness the Prince, and the word Zhenguo is used just right."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also here, so I can rest assured that I am a father." Since Li Changkong entered the Qianlong Camp, he has been going to the East Palace every day on an errand, even though he is only an eight-rank tiger lieutenant, it is a world of difference compared to his current official position.

However, Li Zhufeng still thinks about it once and enjoys it once.

The eight products of the Qianlong Camp can still have a relationship with the prince, can this be an ordinary eight products?

As long as Changkong doesn't do some ridiculous things anymore, it annoys the prince.

After the crown prince ascends the throne, there must be a place for him among the generals!

In addition, after a hundred years, the title of Marquis of Wuling can also be passed on to Changkong.

When the time comes, there will be official titles and titles by your side, and you will be safe for the rest of your life.

Even if he goes underground, he can still have an explanation with the child's mother.

"As for this fast food...... Li Changkong sold it, and did not explain immediately, but took out a bag of instant noodles and a can from behind him, put them in front of Li Zhufeng, and said, "Dad, you taste it." ”

"It's... What did you do? Li Zhufeng looked at the two strange-shaped things in front of him, and he had some doubts in his heart.

"Sort of." Li Zhufeng touched his nose, thinking of Zhang Huaimin, who was tortured by Zhu Ben and Jia Pingsheng, and felt a little weak.

When Li Zhufeng heard this, his doubts disappeared, but he was relieved.

Even, the eye sockets gradually moistened.

"The wind and sand in this house are too big, for the father... Blinded for the Father. ”

"Changkong is sensible, and he knows how to cook for his father."

"If your mother knew something, I don't know how happy she would be."

As he spoke, Li Zhufeng's eyes became redder and redder.

This kid is really enlightened, and it's completely different from before!

"Ahem, Dad, you better try it first." Because he didn't do it himself, the more Li Zhufeng said that Li Changkong was more and more empty-hearted, so he urged.

"Okay, good, dad, let's taste it." Li Zhufeng wiped the corners of his eyes and made up his mind that as long as his son made it, even if it was poison, he would eat it all.

After all, this is his son's first time cooking, and he, as a father, can't he sweep his son's interest, right?

However, when he wanted to move his mouth, he was stunned, and after a long while, he scratched his head and asked: "Changkong, this... How do you eat it? ”

Looking at the cloth bag and tin cans in front of him, he really couldn't speak!

When Li Changkong heard this, he took out a knife, pried open the can, and handed it to Li Zhufeng.

"Dad, this is marinated fish, you can taste it."

"Hey, it's like this, my son is quite innovative." Li Zhufeng opened the can, without the slightest defense, and ate it in a big gulp.

Eating and eating, his eyes widened.

This taste...... Yes!

Although it can't be compared with the cooks of the Hou Mansion, it is much better than the food of ordinary people.

Although the marinated fish is a little salty and has a heavy taste, but... That's meat, too!

Ordinary people want to eat meat, so they can't do it during the New Year's holidays?

Can my son cook like this for the first time?

Hiss! Isn't my son a genius?

"Delicious! It's delicious! If your Uncle Zhang knew that his father could eat such delicious things, I am afraid that he would even be able to crook his nose. ”

"Then Daddy, try this noodle again." Li Changkong pushed the instant noodles over again.

"Well, my dad won't eat this." Li Zhufeng touched his head again, feeling embarrassed in front of his son.

"Ahem, Steward Yang, get boiling water!" Li Changkong shouted outside the main hall with his throat in his throat.

"Got it, young master! Here it is! ”

After getting Steward Yang's response, Li Changkong used a knife to cut open the cloth bag and took out the bread in it.

After Li Zhufeng saw it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a little.

It was the first time he had seen such a hard dough, how could he eat it?

That's it, as long as my son makes it, I'll swallow it alive!

Li Zhufeng gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, took the dough cake in Li Zhufeng's hand, and prepared to swallow it raw.

"Eh, what are you doing, Dad? This one is going to be soaked in water! ”

"Huh? It's a novelty. Li Zhufeng hurriedly stopped swallowing raw and rubbed his head again, feeling embarrassed in front of his son.

I don't know how Changkong came up with these strange things.