A sturdy young man with slightly dark skin was pushing a dung cart full of horse manure and walking outside the barracks.

Chen Mo has eaten a lot of things in the past month, and with the profit from selling horse manure privately, he can buy some meat to eat every three or five days.

Therefore, his physique is obviously much stronger than when he first started shoveling manure, and the wheelbarrow truck, which weighs more than 200 kilograms, can advance and retreat freely in his hands, and he is not struggling.

"Let's go, I'm going to be faster today, maybe I can go to the market to have a look." Chen Mo shouted at Ding Bao, who was also pushing the dung truck.

Shoveling manure and delivering manure is hard work, so since Chen Mo can push the manure truck, the three of them began to take turns to rest.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the gate were accustomed to them, covering their noses and waving to them to leave quickly.

Pushing the cart all the way for more than ten miles, an old man in sackcloth appeared on the side of the road, holding a scale rod and carrying a basket.

The other party is the dung collector, and the horse manure they sold privately during this time was sold to the other party.

"Hurry up, old man." Chen Mo stopped the car, saw the old man's slow movements, and couldn't help urging.

The old man nodded in agreement, but his movements were not much faster.

"Forty-four catties and seven taels, I'll count forty-five catties for you, how about fifty cents" The old man raised the scale pole and looked at it carefully before he spoke.

"Done." Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction and had no objection to this price.

Although it would be more expensive to walk a dozen miles and sell these shares directly to the farmers who farmed the land, then the chances of them being found are too great.

And trading with the other party is safe and worry-free.

It is impossible for the old man to betray them, because he has a stable source of horse manure, and he can make a lot of money from it every month.

Taking the copper plate handed by the old man, Chen Mo counted it in front of the other party, and then put it into his wallet.

After the transaction, the two sides nodded, and Chen Mo continued to push the cart along the road.

"Brother Mo, you said that General Sun would choose his own soldiers when the time comes, can we go in." Pushing the cart, Ding Bao took the initiative to talk to Chen Mopan.

Since Chen Mo gave them an idea a month ago, asking them to take the initiative to explain the matter of selling dung to He Ma Guan, although the two of them were not convinced by Chen Mo, they also respected him a lot, and they wanted to hear his opinion on everything.

As for the matter of pro-soldiers, it was only after Chen Mo and Ma Cai discussed it before he decided to tell him.

The two have been hiding it from him, and they may not be able to hide it all the time.

When the time comes, if Ding Bao knows that the two of them are hiding from him, it will hurt everyone's harmony.

Ma Cai has a way, but Chen Mo doesn't, when the time comes, he chooses his own soldiers and leaves, and he has to get along with Ding Bao.

"Who knows, there's no charter for this, let's feed the horses." Chen Mo responded casually.

The Immortal Bead in his belly had accumulated nearly seventy percent of his qi and blood, and he only hoped that the time to select his own soldiers would be later now.

Although I don't know the specific criteria for choosing a pro-soldier, as long as I can complete the first rebirth and increase my strength, I should be able to choose it.

The two pushed off the main road, crossed a country road, and came to a military camp.

It is said to be a military camp, but it is actually more like a manor.

The 300 acres of land in the captain's house were cultivated by the soldiers stationed here.

Naturally, all the grain harvested belongs to the captain, and it is already good for the soldiers who cultivate the land to be able to eat well, and this treatment is not much different from selling themselves into slavery.

Two carts of horse dung were dumped next to the dung heap, and the two pushed the dung cart away.

After walking another three or four miles, the two came to the market that was about to end.

Spending a penny to help keep an eye on the cart, the two of them were hanging out at the moment.

Chen Mo has a clear goal, that is, to eat meat.

A pound of dead dough pancakes, and then wrapped in more than half a pound of sauce meat, Chen Mo ate most of it in just three or five bites.

Feeding horses and shoveling dung is quite physically demanding, not to mention that he has to replenish his qi and blood to Huan Fanzhu, Chen Mo's appetite is much larger than that of ordinary people.

took out the copper plate from his bosom and paid it to the stall owner, ate the remaining half of the wrap, and went to buy a pound of sugar and half a pound of pig's head meat for He Ma Guan.

This is what he explained when he came, and he gave the money to himself a long time ago.

After buying these things, he retrieved the wheelbarrow, and after a while, Ding Bao came back with a red face.

"Let's go." Chen Mo was not surprised by this, knowing that the other party had gone to the wine stall again.

By the time the two returned to camp, it was already sunset.

Walking to the shack of the steaming nest, Chen Mo lifted the pot, and there were thirteen or fourteen still steaming nests inside.

This horse food is not only eaten by him, but everyone eats it, but others don't eat as much as him.

Chen Mo ate two belly pads first, and prepared to keep the rest for supper.

There is still a room to eat when I go back, and it's not good to eat too much now.

These grooms, each meal was five coarse grain nests and a large bowl of vegetarian vegetables, and the rest of the soldiers only had three.

And the captain's personal soldiers not only ate fine food every day, did not have to do the rough work in the barracks, but even their clothes were washed, and they could receive a monthly salary.

And every ten days, take a break, give half a pound of wine, and a pound of meat.

This is only the treatment of the captain's personal soldiers, and it is conceivable that General Sun's personal soldiers must be treated better.

"Brother Mo." Ma Cai came back from the room with a meal, and when he saw him, he hurriedly greeted him loudly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo wiped the table and asked.

"Did you see the notice posted in the camp? In another month, General Sun will recruit soldiers in our camp. Ma Cai's rugged face was full of joy.

The reason why he entered the barracks was to wait for this opportunity, and now he has finally waited.

"Did you say how to choose?" Chen Mo asked.

There is still a month to go, as long as there are no accidents, I will definitely be able to accumulate enough qi and blood for the first rebirth.

"That's not true, but I guess the eight achievements are more powerful than the stones." Ma Cai's tone was firm.

It is impossible to select personal soldiers from a group of big-headed soldiers who have only done odd jobs and have little training, and it is absolutely impossible to test military skills such as mounted archery.

It should be to test the strength to see the body foundation, as long as the body foundation is good enough, the rest can be trained slowly.

"Let's see when the time comes, I don't know if our brothers can choose one." Chen Mo replied.

A month later, it is said that it is far away, but it is not close to it, and the most important thing is to eat a full meal and accumulate some qi and blood.

"I feel like I can do it." Ma Cai smiled confidently, the reason why he dared to join the army was that his physique was definitely strong, and he had the greatest strength among the three.

Chen Mo smiled, didn't say more, used chopsticks to thread the four nests, and brought the purchased sugar and pig's head meat to He Maguan.

"Master He." Chen Mo pushed the door and walked into the barracks.

The official of He Ma was cleaning up the brushes used to brush the horses, and the horses had to be brushed frequently after every once in a while.

Most of them do not use water, only use a brush to scrub off dust and plaster.

Brushing horses is also a laborious and experience-based work, and the war horses are fierce, and only Master He can brush them among the grooms.

"It's meat and sugar, and I've got you the head of the supper for dinner."

Chen Mo put the things he wanted to buy on the table one by one, and took out three pennies from his arms.

"The pig's head meat was sold to the end, and the price was cheaper, and there was only three cents left."

After explaining the origin of the money, he took out another twenty-six coins and put them on the table.

"The dung was sold for fifty cents, and this one is yours."

He Ma Guan swept the copper plate on the table and couldn't help but smile.

It's not that he hasn't asked others to help him buy things before, but he either occasionally misses or forgets to buy them, or he is short of pounds.

Only Chen Mo has never been short of catties and shortages, and even if the price of goods has changed, he will never be greedy for money.

"You also know that General Sun wants to recruit personal soldiers, right?" He slowly put away the copper plate on the table and asked.