Chapter 172: Montaigne's Iron Heart, Soup Kitchen

"General, do we really want to spend it here? They are just a group of children, although there are some good seedlings, we can directly forcibly take them away! The task given to us by the emperor cannot wait, there are still many islands that have not been recovered, if it is delayed any longer, the emperor will be angry-" A lieutenant frowned and spoke in a deep voice in the tent.

Montaigne frowned slightly, walked quickly to the table, waved his hand and took out a blank scroll, began to write a secret letter, and said at the same time: "These children's talents are extremely amazing, and the strange sound just now was made by a kid with a dual-line soul, if it can be taken back to the empire, then the empire will definitely usher in another glory, and the child named Ye Wuming, this child is not ordinary, and has the demeanor of a general! You personally send this secret letter back to the imperial capital, and the emperor will understand me! As for the matter of recovering the island, let others do it!" Wang Meng, that guy must be happy!"

When the words fell, the lieutenant general sighed and said: "But! The task given to you by the emperor is slack! If you neglect it, you are afraid that others will be left behind, and when the time comes, it will be difficult for the emperor to promote you, and it will be difficult for you to speak! Moreover, how can you give up such a fat difference to Wang Mengnasi!"

Montaigne smiled, with indifference on his face, handed him the written secret letter, and said with a calm expression: "I don't care about fame and fortune, I am dedicated to Qin, and the emperor and I have already tacitly understood it." As for Wang Meng, although I have some holidays with him, everyone is a general of the empire. Okay, don't talk about this matter anymore, and mobilize some other materials for me, a lot of clothes, medicines, quilts, carbon stones, rice and noodles... By the way, bring me some good cooks, as well as craftsmen!"

The deputy took the secret letter with a serious face, leaned over and said obediently, and then withdrew.

Outside, he stepped directly on a flying primordial beast, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

In the entire general's tent, only Montaigne was left, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "I thought that the good seedlings were picked up by those sects, but I didn't expect that this place could give me such a big surprise, I have a successor to Daqin!"

It was a troubled time, with a large number of people dying every moment.

Therefore, nurturing the next generation is extremely important for every force.

Eleven days later, ten ships flying the flag of the Great Qin Empire sailed quietly on the sea, these ships were loaded with materials to be used in winter, craftsmen, cooks...

A day later, the dream stained the country's conference hall.

"My lord, they have brought in a large number of craftsmen to build a city in the west, and it seems that they are going to build a city!" Ye Wuming frowned, sat on a rough wooden chair, and said worriedly.

Lu Yao held a medical book in his hand, nodded casually, and didn't say anything.

Seeing that Lu Yao didn't react at all, Ye Wuming continued: "Lord Helper, don't we really do something?"

Lu Yao still didn't respond, still quietly holding the medical book, pretending to look at it seriously.

At this time, a gang named Huang Yuan ran over and shouted: "Oh no, the Meng family army has set up thirteen soup kitchens on the island, including steamed buns, pickles, and wowotou, saying that it is enough to manage and be full." Many of our brothers have gone to drink porridge!"

When Ye Wuming and Mo Lang heard this, they stood up suddenly, and looked at Lu Yao with anxious expressions on their faces.

"I know, and I ordered all the brethren to go and eat! Lu Yao finally put down the Chinese medicine book, and an elegant smile appeared on his quiet face, without a trace of nervousness, as if everything was under control.

"No, never, by all means, Lord Helper, if this goes on for a long time, our people will all rely on the Meng Family's army, and it will be difficult to win their hearts when the time comes!" Ye Wuming immediately opened his mouth to stop.

"Wuming's deputy gang leader is right, we must not eat their white food! I will definitely not eat it anyway!" Mo Lang also spoke, this time he was rarely standing in the same trench as Ye Wuming.

Lu Yao glanced at him in surprise, didn't say anything, but looked at Xu Longxiang, who was guarding the door, and asked with a smile: "Long Xiang, are you willing to eat the white food of the Meng family's army?"

Xu Long Xianghan smiled, nodded without any hesitation, and said, "As long as the helper asks me to eat, I will eatβ€”β€”"

Lu Yao pushed away the chair with a smile, walked out with steps, and said lightly and playfully: "Go, follow me, I'll take you to eat white food." ”

Xu Longxiang put away the halberd in his hand and walked out with his head held high, with a simple smile on his face. 2020

Mo Lang looked at Ye Wuming in a daze and asked, "What now?"

Ye Wuming shook his head with a low brow, and responded: "Let's take a step at a time! Where the helper is, I will be there!"

Mo Lang immediately corrected: "It's us! It's not you!"

Out of the dream, you can see a long queue of porridge at a glance, lined up in a long line, and there is no need for anyone to guide the way.

It was the line of disciples who dreamed of dyeing the country.

It seems that 4 percent of the gangs are receiving porridge, and these gangs are all outsiders, and they are not very heartfelt!

"Look, the helper is out, everyone disperse!" the sharp-eyed disciple roared.

Suddenly, the crowd surged, and the porridge drinking queue, which was still very long just now, dispersed in a blink of an eye, and there was no one to be seen!

One second he was still giving porridge, and the uncle who was busy with sweat was stunned the next second.

There were enough people in front of him before, but now there is not even a ghost.

The scoop of porridge he lifted stopped in mid-air, and he said in confusion: "What about people! Why are they all gone all of a sudden!!"

At this time, Lu Yao was dressed in green clothes, his hair was draped behind him and fluttered in the breeze, he came to the tent of the soup kitchen, and asked with a sweet smile, "Can you bring me a bowl of porridge, half a steamed bun, and a little butterfly pickles?"

When the uncle saw Lu Yao, he was stunned, in his eyes, Lu Yao was a very pure little beauty.

I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart, my God, there can still be such a girl like a fairy in this kind of place!

"Okay, I'll give you Sheng. The uncle came back to his senses, quickly took out a dish, and made everything very neatly.

Lu Yao took a sip of porridge and asked with a smile, "This porridge is so delicious, it must be very precious, right?"

The uncle didn't have much to think about, and hurriedly replied with a smile: "But isn't it! Now that the land is scarce and there are many people, where is there a place to hoard fields and grow grain! Ordinary things like white rice can only be enjoyed by high-ranking officials and powerful warriors." You are already very lucky to be able to drink this porridge, there is no such treatment in the general army, General Meng is kind-hearted, and he sees that you are pitiful, so he spent money and connections to transfer these rice to you. ”

The uncle said again: "Don't you know, now the farmland where rice and barley are planted must be specially guarded by the army, otherwise it would have been stolen and robbed a long time ago." ”

Lu Yao smiled knowingly, nodded secretly, and at the same time looked at Xu Longxiang on the side, and said, "Don't be stunned, eat, let go of eating." ”

When Xu Longxiang heard this, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he directly took out his special big sea bowl, handed it to the uncle, and said with a smile: "Give me a bowl too!"

The big bowl is not so much a bowl as a pot!

It's several times bigger than your face!

The soup kitchen uncle was stunned, carefully glanced at Xu Longxiang, who was not very tall, and asked, "Are you sure you use this bowl?"