A carriage slowly drove into the camp with Wei Shu.

"Senior Brother Wei," a Danshi who came with Wei Shu saluted Wei Shu and said, "There are many offences just now, if you need it in the future, please feel free to give orders." ”

"Don't dare, thank you, brother. Wei Shu hurriedly returned the gift and sent this Danshi out of the camp.

Lao Song had already moved out of the tent when he heard the movement, and his eyes were about to fall to the ground when he saw this scene, this Weishu kid actually made those Danshi obedient, it was really more strange than Zu Ming running to cook!

"What is this?" Watching Wei Shu unload a few feet of cloth from the carriage, Lao Song was very curious.

"The non-mature herbs that Danshi Camp is coming from. "This old Song has a really bad memory, but he forgot about it for a while, there are a full thirty packets of herbs on the carriage, which is enough for Weishu to use for a while.

Master Wu Danshi is a particular person, and deliberately asked his disciples to pack the unfinished herbs separately and hand them over to Wei Shu, saving Wei Shu the pain of picking them up.

Lao Song finally remembered it, Wei Shu just said that he was going to the Danshi Camp to ask for medicinal herbs, and he actually let this kid do it?!

A piece of wood was cut into a cutting board by Wei Shu with a water sword, not only did this gang leader not only have no cutting board, but also no kitchenware, Wei Shu could only grieve Taixuan light water to temporarily act as a kitchenware.

Stir-fried green calyx with calamus, this is the Peiyuan meal prepared by Wei Shu today, and it is also the favorite dish of Mo Lao Ghost in addition to stir-fried dragon beard.

I don't know how the little girl is doing with Old Ghost Mo in Baoxiang, with Old Ghost Mo taking care of her, she must not suffer a loss, right?

lost his mind for a while, the pot made a "sizzling" sound, and Wei Shu was busy flipping, almost frying.

Lao Song leaned at the entrance of the tent, watching Wei Shu's every move, his eyelids kept fighting, but he didn't dare to really sleep, for fear that this kid would add some "condiments" to it.

Remove from pan and serve.

In this cold winter, a large plate of yellow and green stir-fried vegetables makes people appetite when they look at it, and Lao Song can't help but swallow his saliva.

It was still early, and the sergeants had not yet returned to the camp.

The traditional vegetable soup of the gang leader army is indispensable, but Wei Shu is now wide, so he can no longer look down on those dried vegetables, and it just so happened that Wei Shu omitted the dust cleansing flower to the new Dan recipe of the Danshi camp, and the dust cleansing flower was useless, so Wu Danshi sent it all to Wei Shu.

This dust cleansing flower is a good catalytic herb, and can also enhance the effect of the desert calamus peiyuan.

While the soup was not yet cooked, Wei Shu divided two small plates of stir-fried vegetables and called Lao Song to dine together, although I don't know why Lao Song is so old and still stays in the barracks, but it is obvious that he needs to consolidate his foundation the most.

Seeing Weishu's rice balls, he fried vegetables and ate happily, and Lao Song also put aside his worries.

At the entrance of a calamus leaf as bright as jade, Lao Song's cloudy old eyes suddenly lit up, refreshing and crispy, and the taste buds in his mouth were instantly awakened by the strange fragrance......

After the green calyx flowers are fried, they turn into a faint yellow, soft and glutinous and fragrant, accompanied by a mouthful of dust-washing flower soup, this comfort makes Lao Song can't help but smack his lips.

How long has it been since I had eaten such a delicious side dish? Old Song sighed with emotion, and before he knew it, the plate was empty.

Lao Song looked at the empty plate and was silent for a long time, but Wei Shu next to him was used to eating the medicinal food he made, and he lacked a sense of novelty, so he secretly observed Lao Song's reaction when he was free.

It's just a plate of small dishes, why did you let the meridians regain vitality? Old Song slowly stood up, threw away his crutches, and walked three steps in a row......

Wei Shu was startled, and hurriedly supported Lao Song, after all, it was just a medicinal diet, how could it be really a dead wood in spring.

"Ahem!" Old Song's face flushed, "I actually feel that I have strength all over my body! It seems that Old Man can go into battle with Young Master Ming to kill the enemy, instead of being a cumbersome ...... now."

Lao Song actually cried, Wei Shu didn't know how to comfort him, this is also a person with a story.

Helping Lao Song to sit down, the sky was gradually darkening, and Wei Shu was also preparing to welcome the sergeants who returned late.

"Today's special: Solid Peiyuan Package. A small wooden sign was hung outside the camp gate, which was quite the style of a small canteen in later generations.

It took Lao Song half a day to find a piece of white cloth, and Wei Shu changed it into a white gown. Thick robes, white coats, and hats, the "work clothes" of Chef Weishu.

Keqin and Jiuyou are still black, and they will no longer be ignored when they wear this white coat, right?

The horn of the homecoming camp is low and melodious.

At noon, the fighting spirit was high and the murderous spirit was awe-inspiring.

When he returned to camp in the evening, he was silent and depressed.

It seems that the siege of the city today is not good again.

However, for Wei Shu, today's battlefield has been opened, and it is waiting for these sergeants to "fight".

A moment later, only two sergeants came to the camp of the gang leader.

The war is unfavorable, and the sergeants are still in the mood to come to the leader of the army here to deal another blow to the stomach.

The two of them came to Wei Shutiao's case blankly, let Wei Shu make soup for them, and brought them rice balls with vegetables, and then turned around and left.

No one glances at the meals, let alone the people who make them.

Still ignored, Wei Shu was very hurt, and it didn't feel good to hit the air with a punch.

For a whole quarter of an hour, no one came, and if this continued, the soup would be cold!

As the night deepened, a gust of north wind struck, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Wei Shu stood behind the case with his head shrunk, and from time to time he wanted to warm his hands, if he stood here again, he would really freeze into an ice lump.

Maybe tomorrow at noon will be better, at least these sergeants will come to dine before the battle, and Wei Shu will have to comfort himself like this.

"Come on!" Just when Wei Shu thought that this dinner would end miserably, someone shouted, breaking the silence of the night in the barracks.

The two sergeants ran back again, followed by dozens of people, and this group of people rushed up and surrounded Wei Shu's case.

"Let's have a package!" "Give me a copy too!"

Wei Shu reacted immediately and hurriedly fed everyone for food.

It turned out that the two sergeants only reacted after returning to the camp, today's meal is very different from the past, not only the taste is excellent, but after eating, it is a hundred times more energetic, and the fatigue and frustration of the battle are swept away.

"There are no rules like this! What kind of system!" shouted loudly, and everyone was shocked.

Zu Ming, who was dressed in bird armor, stood outside the camp gate, although his voice was high, but there was a smile on his face, and the sergeants laughed, but they still lined up in a long line.

Wei Shu Zu Ming was dressed like this for the first time, and the flying claw shoulder pads on his shoulders were matched with an eagle's head helmet, which perfectly covered up the lazy spirit on Zu Ming's body, quite a general's style, and the Jindan monks were not affected by the cold and heat, so Zu Ming's single clothes with battle armor were more heroic than ordinary sergeants.

"Huh?" Zu Ming's heroic martial arts only lasted for a breath, "Solid Peiyuan package, you kid has a hand, send one to Lao Tzu!" After saying that, he jumped directly over everyone and returned to the tent......

Wei Shu couldn't cry or laugh.

Fortunately, the sergeants didn't care, and they were still looking forward to Wei Shu's solid Peiyuan package.

The line became longer and longer, and later Lao Song ran out on crutches to help.

A full 270 copies, the Weishu banner was victorious.

I am afraid that seventy percent of the sergeants have come to receive dinner, and Wei Shu has roughly estimated the size of this Keqin Garrison War Department.

Fortunately, Wei Shu is not really a spy......