"Here we go!"

Wang Jia trotted out with a black clay pot, took the dishes and chopsticks casually, snatched a handful of freshly grilled meat skewers from Uncle Zuo's hand, and brought a case of beer to sit under the butt amid the laughter and scolding of the people around him, and then lifted the lid of the pot and said to Zhou Ran: "Uncle Zuo's pheasant brocade soup, few people in the whole Los Angeles know about it, try it." ”

Wang Jia handed Zhou Ran a spoon and motioned for Zhou Ran to drink the soup directly with the spoon.

When the lid of the pot was opened, the fragrance wafting out of the pot made Zhou Ran swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, and he was not polite at this time, scooping out a large spoonful of soup and sending it into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not.

"How's it going? Have you never had such a good soup?"

Wang Jia saw Zhou Ran's expression of enjoyment, and asked expectantly, but he himself held back his saliva and watched.

Zhou Ran nodded again and again, drank a few sips in a row, and saw that Wang Jia didn't move the spoon, and scolded with a smile: "Isn't it just a few old medicines? ”

"Don't!"

Wang Jia immediately picked up the spoon, couldn't wait to take a sip, and tasted it for a long time before he spoke: "My dad said that if you sell those old medicines to Baicaotang, you can sell them for forty-five thousand." Coupled with those herbs you sent before, our family has earned at least 50,000 yuan on you alone. ”

Zhou Ran didn't care, and said with a smile: "The master is not short of money." ”

Wang Jia drank the soup quickly, and didn't forget to say: "This young master who is not short of money, or you have invited this meal tonight." ”

"Think beautifully!"

Seeing that half a pot of soup had entered Wang Jia's stomach, Zhou Ran stopped talking nonsense and competed with Wang Jia.

The soup pot is at the bottom, the barbecue is only skewers, a case of beer is almost drunk, and the two of them are a little drunk.

Wang Jia saw that there were not a few people left, so he leaned over and whispered to Zhou Ran: "Don't you want to see what the physical fitness meter looks like? Tomorrow all the senior high school students in our school will have a physical fitness test, and I will take you in when the time comes." ”

Wang Jia put his student ID on the table: "You will go for me for the physical fitness test this time, and I will find someone to cover for the instructor." ”

"No way!"

Zhou Ran looked at the student ID on the table, but said with a smile: "The master is so good-looking, I can see it if I pretend to be blind." ”

Wang Jia threw the signature on the table into the trash, pouted at Zhou Ran and said: "The physical fitness test is directly linked to the college entrance examination, if my father didn't let me take the military academy, do you think I would let you replace me?"

"I'm just curious. ”

Zhou Ran pushed the student ID back in front of Wang Jia, he didn't ask Wang Jia why his father didn't let him take the military academy, but said: "I will sneak into your school tomorrow, and then you can take me to a place where you can see the physical fitness meter." ”

"Okay!"

Wang Jia was a little drunk, but his eyes were bright, he hugged Zhou Ran's shoulder and pointed to Uncle Zuo next to the barbecue: "Do you know why Uncle Zuo still wears sunglasses at night?"

"Listen to my dad, Uncle Zuo's right eye is gone. ”

Wang Jia smiled: "You may not believe it, my father and Uncle Zuo used to be soldiers, and I heard that they were both officers." ”

Wang Jia took out two bottles of beer, opened the cap with chopsticks and threw a bottle to Zhou Ran, and he said while drinking it: "My dad is my relative now, he doesn't let me go to the military academy, I definitely can't go." ”

Wang Jia patted his chest hard, stood up and gave Zhou Ran a turn, pointed to himself and said, "Our face is worse than yours, but with our figure, we are not handsome and blind girls in military uniforms?"

"Such a handsome general, the girls can't see it in their lives!"

Wang Jia was not drunk, he could only be regarded as slightly drunk, but after saying these few words, he began to stare at the wine bottle.

Zhou Ran drank wine without a sip in the coolness of autumn.

Zhou Ran knew that Wang Sihong and Zuo Dahai were both soldiers, and he also knew that they were not ordinary soldiers, and this tempting pot of pheasant brocade soup directly put the identities of the two of them in front of him.

Pheasant brocade snake soup, the original name should be called dragon and phoenix soup.

There is a kind of wild bird with green feather scale pattern called Feilong in Baishan, there is a rare golden-body fire-patterned snake in the dense land of Baishan, it is called Jinfeng, put the flying dragon and Jinfeng into the clay pot, simmer slowly for a day and a night, become a dragon and phoenix soup, taste a bite, and leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth for three days. Not many people know about this superb delicacy that first appeared in the Wild Wolf Army Cooking Camp in the Secret Land of Baishan, and only a few little-known private restaurants in the entire imperial capital have this dish.

This pot of pheasant snake soup may just be a coincidence, but this black and faintly blood-colored black clay pot is actually produced in the Baishan Dense Land, and only the blood soil outside the concentrate in the White Mountain Dense Land can fire such a clay pot.

However, it is unlikely that Wang Sihong and Zuo Dahai are members of the Wild Wolf Army, and they should be the logistics personnel of the Baishan Secret Land.

Even so, the two are real kings of soldiers.

Among the ranks formulated by the military based on physical fitness data, the two of them are likely to be super soldier kings of physical fitness level 9 in their heyday. Even now, Wang Sihong, who was in a wheelchair, seemed to be weak, and if he really wanted to make a move, an ordinary seventh-level soldier king might not be his opponent. Zuo Dahai, who lost one eye, did not lose much in strength, and he should still be a ninth-level super soldier king. With the strength of the two of them, it is not difficult to be a lieutenant colonel officer in an ordinary regiment, and if the two of them are injured because of the mission, it is not impossible to be awarded the rank of colonel.

Now these two people are guarding a medicinal herb shop, and the other is directly setting up a barbecue stall at the intersection, as if they want to live this life incognito, Wang Sihong is not even willing to let his son enter the army.

If you only look at the surface, these two seem to hold a grudge against the army for some reason, but is this really the case?

"What do you think?"

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and the intersection was quiet.

Wang Sihong came out of the medicinal herb shop in a wheelchair, came to the barbecue stall, and asked Zuo Dahai, who was cleaning up the tables and chairs.

Zuo Dahai said, "Let's take a look again." ”

Wang Sihong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the surname Lao Yue can't wait." ”

"It's his business whether he waits or not. ”

Zuo Dahai poured a cup of hot tea, and then chatted as if he was wiping the table: "Your son wants to go to the military academy, why don't you let him? Didn't you say that only men who have been soldiers can be considered real men?"

Wang Sihong smiled and said, "I have to leave a root for the Wang family." ”

"When I die, it's a flood, I remember that you said it, right?"

Zuo Dahai said with a smile, the work in his hand was not delayed at all.

This barbecue stall at the intersection has been very popular since it opened, in addition to the taste is a must, but also because from the barbecue grill to the tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, it has never been spotless.

Wang Sihong said: "Who hasn't been young and vigorous?"

Zuo Dahai turned his head and said, "You know too?"

When Wang Sihong heard this, he immediately threw away the tea bowl, and said angrily: "Blind left, if you have the ability, you can also get a son out." ”

Zuo Dahai was not angry at being called Zuo Blind, he continued to wipe his table and wash his dishes and chopsticks.

Wang Sihong sighed and said, "You are alone in your Zuo family. ”

Zuo Dahai's hand paused for a moment and then continued to wash the dishes, saying, "Isn't it nice to be alone?"

"The girl Lao Yue brought that day is good, don't you think about it?"

Zuo Dahai said angrily: "Do you dare to ask for the person brought by the old fox?"

Wang Sihong said, "Why don't I introduce you to one?"

Zuo Dahai asked rhetorically: "Why don't you find one for yourself?"

"Lao Tzu has a son!"

Zuo Dahai turned his face, looked at Wang Sihong with the only remaining eye hidden behind his sunglasses, and said, "Get out!"

Wang Sihong drank the bowl of hot tea in one gulp, and really went back.

The barbecue stall located at the intersection without a signboard has a corner more than ten meters away, and there is a place at the corner that cannot be illuminated by street lights.

Zhou Ran stood in the darkness that the street lamp could not illuminate, and heard the conversation between Zuo Dahai and Wang Sihong clearly.

Since living in Los Angeles, Zhou Ran has been standing here almost every night.

"The Wang family, the Zuo family, the Yue family......"

After hearing from Guan Ren about the riot that affected almost all the wealthy families in the imperial capital, Zhou Ran went to the archives of the military department to read all the materials related to the riot.

Those top-secret materials that have been sealed in the dust for a hundred years clearly record how bloody the riot was with a set of numbers!

The Guan family, the Han family, the Yue family, the Wang family, the Chen family, the Sun family, and the Wu family were almost wiped out on Yuquan Mountain......

Zhou Ran didn't know what the content of the Yanshan meeting held before Yuquan closed the mountain, but in the end, Han Quanzhang, who chose to stand in the camp of the ancient family and was not knocked into the dust with the four major families, except for the Yi family who personally came forward to guarantee it later, may not be related to Han Quanzhang being the only descendant of the Han family.

Over the years, all the wealthy families in Yuquan Mountain have consciously or unintentionally treated the only remaining descendants of the seven families. Although the descendants of the nearly 100 wealthy families are not as lucky as them, they will also be taken special care of by the military.

And most of these people are now in the three secret places.

Behind Baicaotang is the Wild Wolf Army, which made Zhou Ran very surprised by this discovery.

Unexpectedly, but it made his eyes shine!

The military has invested a lot of resources in the three super forces, but the army has always been a money-burning machine, and no matter how much it invests, it will feel overstretched. Each of the official members of the three super units is a master of the Grandmaster realm, and even the logistics personnel are all soldiers, and the resources used for cultivation and the weapons equipped are not small numbers. In addition, when each person has to quit the army due to injury or other reasons, in addition to a large pension from the military, each army must also give considerable compensation.

The blood army is ruthless, it has always been!

These eight words are for those who want to climb to a higher position.

In the semi-annual army-wide competition, the last ten members of the blood army will be eliminated, and the last hundred logistics personnel will be thrown out of the secret land. In the blood army, where everything has to speak by strength, the weak do not deserve sympathy, and those who are willing to be mediocre have no place to stand. From the chief instructor and the instructors of the eight A-word teams, to the ordinary logistics staff, everyone is desperately trying to improve themselves.

Zhou Ran didn't know what the Divine Guard Battalion and the Wild Wolf Army were, but it should be similar to the Blood Army. However, if someone is injured or dies in the line of duty, the Blood Army's pension and compensation are as generous as the Divine Guard Battalion.

The appearance of Baicaotang made Zhou Ran see another way to arrange for the people who withdrew from Dingjun Mountain.

No one knows how vast the three secret lands are. How much danger there is in the depths is still unknown. But the abundance of resources in Midi is known to all.

Now that the "All Soldiers Plan" has just begun to be implemented, the military has not invested many resources, but as the plan continues to deepen, the resources at the military's disposal alone will not last long. Therefore, it is imperative to develop the three secret lands on a large scale, and this is why the four major military academies are stationed in the three secret lands.

Before the high-level decided how to develop the three secret lands, Zhou Ran, as the chief officer of Dingjun Mountain, it was normal for people to seek some benefits for the blood army, and the high-level would turn a blind eye to this.

What's more, it seems that the Wolf Army has already started to do this.

"Zong family!"

Returning to Dijing this time, Zhou Ran felt more and more that his previous self did not know too much about the major giants in Dijing. He knew almost nothing about the sect family who used to live at the foot of Yuquan Mountain, but now he won Yanshan.

There are thousands of clouds on the mountain, and who knows that cloud will rain?

Under the night, under the night sky.

Under the dim street lamps of this thousand-year-old city, Zhou Ran walked in the cold light of the street, and in an unexpected fluttering autumn rain, he suddenly stopped.

The autumn rain is silent, and the autumn wind is gentle.

Zhou Ran spent his sixteenth birthday in this way.

There was rain in Los Angeles, and the young man's shirt was wet.