Bang!

Two handymen walked briskly with a wooden barrel, lowered it to the ground, turned and left.

It was a small wooden barrel that could only hold about five catties of rice, and now this small wooden barrel only filled half of the rice, that is, only about two catties, enough for a strong man to eat. But if there were a hundred strong men who wanted to eat at the same time, the small barrel would be too small.

In fact, there were about a hundred strong men standing in a line, about twenty paces from the barrel. It was already noon, and the strong men who had trained all morning were hungry, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the small wooden barrel, and their eyes were shining strangely.

Rice, everyone has to eat!

A strong man wearing a silver and black uniform of the Imperial Army put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "You have been training for almost three years, and you are about to pass the final exam to obtain the badge." However, before that, we still need to take more exams for you, and now we have in front of you an ingenious exam at noon today. Whatever method you use, as long as you can eat the rice to your mouth, the one who eats the most and much more than others is the winner. The winner will not only receive additional Bolnar pills, but will also receive a referral to become a centurion when they go out!"

The centurion is a grassroots officer who commands a hundred soldiers, although he is not a high-ranking official, but compared to an ordinary soldier, it is much better. The strong men all stared at the little wooden barrel, rubbing their hands, vowing to eat the rice to their mouths!

The instructor's gaze scanned the crowd, nodded, and said, "Okay!One, two, three, ready—begin!"

At the command, a hundred strong men immediately rushed out with all their might, and threw themselves at the small wooden barrel that stood there alone. The instructor stood aside and watched, and couldn't help but have a picture in his mind - a group of hungry pigs, as soon as they saw the pigsty door open, their eyes immediately lit up, and they screamed and rushed up. The sound of pigs, the sound of hurried footsteps, the sound of pigs colliding with each other, the cries of pained pigs...... The sound is in the ears, and it is difficult not to listen to it,

Although these 100 strong men are not pigs, they are almost the same as those pigs now, they are all extremely hungry, and they are all desperately fighting for the first, for fear that they will not be able to eat. There was only one barrel, and it was so small, that these hundred strong men could not squeeze it together anyway, so they inevitably collided, inevitably pushed each other, and then some people beat each other, and some people shot back......

In just an instant, this piece was in chaos. The sound of body collision, fists and kicks to flesh, cries of pain, and scolding sounded all together. No one in the crowd will let anyone,-for-tat will not give an inch, and they will fight for more than two catties of rice, and they will make a mess.

More than two catties of rice is just an appearance, what really attracts everyone to fight is actually the official title of the centurion!

A strong man suddenly threw himself on the small wooden barrel, pressed the small wooden barrel tightly with both hands, and directly poked his head into the wooden barrel, and opened his mouth to nibble on the rice. But the so-called praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, his mouth has not touched the rice, and his hair has been grabbed and lifted up.

Not only that, but his two legs were also grabbed and pulled back desperately. The strong man resisted desperately, holding back his strength and pushing his mouth to the rice. The person behind him was also in a hurry, pulling his body and pulling him back.

That's not all, in front of this strong man, a group of strong men also rushed up, grabbed the barrel directly and pulled it back. No one on either side let anyone, and in the end, both sides screamed, and they actually pulled up the strong man's body, which became longer and longer, like pulling a dead dog in tug-of-war.

If this continues, this strong man will be pulled in two!

At the sound of the strong man's whoa, a bearded man came out of the crowd, looked at the situation, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to dig the poor man's waist and ribs. Although the situation was tense, but the waist ribs were touched, the poor strong man still couldn't bear it at all, laughed out loud, and the strength in his hand suddenly loosened, unable to grasp the barrel.

Only a snap was heard, and the barrel slipped out of the strong man's hand. At this time, the strong men on both sides were pulling his body to tug of war, and now the small wooden barrel suddenly loosened, and the strong men on both sides felt that their hands were loose at the same time, and then involuntarily fell backwards, the difference was that the person on one side was holding the barrel, and the person on the other side was holding the poor strong man.

There was a chaotic sound, and everyone fell to the ground almost one by one, unable to get up for a while, and the cry of pain sounded in one piece.

The strong man who was relieved of the tug-of-war situation stepped forward quickly, snatched the wooden bucket from the hand of a strong man who fell to the ground, grabbed it with one hand with his left hand, reached into it with his right hand, pinched a large handful of rice balls and sent it to his mouth.

Everyone watched as they watched it, and they were filled with righteous indignation for a while, and they all shouted and got up, and rushed towards the strong man who had taken the rice, and the shouts and curses such as "return my rice" and "beat his turtle son" resounded in the sky.

The strong man who was eating was not in a hurry, raised the barrel as a weapon, and spun it around. Everywhere the barrel went, a group of strong men were hit one after another, either by being beaten in the face, or by being hit in the chest and abdomen, and falling backwards one after another. The worst thing is that some people, the rice didn't reach their mouths, and their mouths were still swung by the wooden barrel, and they suddenly swelled and tall, and their teeth were almost knocked out.

Taking advantage of the retreat of everyone falling to the ground, the strong man seized the opportunity to eat a few more bites. This man was quite ruthless, and after just a few clicks, the rice in the barrel was almost bottoming out.

Seeing that everyone pounced again, the strong man threw the barrel unhurriedly and threw it at a big man who pounced, shouting, "Catch it!"

The big man subconsciously caught it, and smug reached out to grab the rice to eat, unaware that because the barrel had reached him, many strong men had already pounced on him instead. As soon as the big man grabbed a small handful of rice, before he could put it in his mouth, he was violently pushed behind his back, and his whole body fell forward, and the small wooden barrel rolled to the ground. Everyone threw away the big man and threw themselves at the barrel again, and in an instant it became a mess again.

"Shh

A sharp whistle sounded in a hurry. The instructor blew the whistle, glared at him and shouted, "What kind of birds are you robbing? Look closely, is there still food in the barrel?"

Everyone craned their necks to look. Indeed, there was not much rice left in that small wooden barrel, and most of it had been eaten by the bearded man before.

In other words, according to what the instructor said before, even if someone eats the rest of the rice in their mouths now, it is impossible to have more than that bearded man. There's no point in fighting any longer.

Everyone was speechless for a moment and stopped one after another.

The instructor said coldly: "The winner of this exam is No. 2, Lu Dasheng! Next, he will be recommended to serve as a centurion! Okay, disband!"

The crowd dispersed. The instructor said, "Lu Dasheng stays! Follow me!"

When this group of strong men were fighting for a small bucket of rice, in the attic not far away, Hu Kuan stood in front of the blinds with his hands behind his back, and saw this scene from beginning to end through the gap. This strong man named Lu Dasheng is so bright and outstanding, it is difficult not to notice.

"Huh. The corners of Hu Kuan's mouth showed a smile: "This big man seems to be the person I'm looking for!"