It's time to eat.

Well...... It should be said that it is time to drink porridge.

Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun each took a broken bowl and crowded into the bloated line, waiting for the porridge to be put in.

The location was near the large makeshift kitchen, and in addition to a group of cooks who cooked porridge, there was also a group of sergeants to maintain order, and some laborers who carried bowls and things.

Several desks were lined up, and none of the cooks carried a large spoon.

There are some looks.

There were a lot of people waiting to drink the porridge, and there were several rows in the line, all of which looked very bloated.

Pushing and shoving, scolding and scolding are the main themes, and everyone's eyes are shining, and while standing firm, they can stare closely at the chef in front of them, and they can often hear the rumbling of their stomachs.

If the action is too big, the sergeant next to me immediately shouted and gave me a little bit of discipline, which can be regarded as maintaining order.

The scolding was useful, and the chaotic line suddenly became unconventional, but once the sergeant walked away for a short while, the line began to be chaotic again, and most people looked for an opportunity to drill forward, and if they didn't have a little strength, the porridge was really hard to drink.

This scene is no stranger to Li Wuchang.

At the time of the snow disaster, there were also many official porridge stalls in the west of Chang'an City, and Li Wuchang and Zhao Xun also opened a steamed bun stall after they ransacked the lackeys of the three princes, and the situation was probably the same, but it was very cold at that time, but it was very hot at the moment.

Stomach upset is no joke.

It's pretty good that it didn't fight.

Li Wuchang and the others are not hungry or short of money, but in order to hide people's eyes, they still treat acting as a full set, and it is best not to attract attention before doing something.

Now that you are in the refugee camp, you have to take out the posture of a refugee.

The drama of grabbing porridge is naturally indispensable.

As for the other three guards, in the other team, their one looked even more bloated, and several people joined in the play, squeezing around, the rotten cloth strips and green eyes on their bodies were so dazzling, beating the eight bags of elders of the beggar gang.

Finally, it was Li Wuchang's turn, the chef picked up a broken bowl with his left hand, scooped the spoon in his right hand into the big wooden barrel, and then pressed it onto the bowl, making a crisp sound, and brought up a string of juice, making the already dirty table even dirtier.

Kudos to the chef though, because he's very atmospheric...... There was no movement to turn the spoon!

"Hurry up and go away, what are you doing here when you get the pestle? Don't you see so many people in the back?"

The sergeant shouted at Li Wuchang, who was shaking his legs and moving his body, the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, and he also waved the knife in his hand to scare people, which looked very terrifying.

"I'm sorry Master Jun, let's go right away, let's go!" Li Wuchang immediately nodded, very dog-legged, and carefully held his porridge bowl and moved away.

It was really painful when he was queuing, in order not to provoke suspicion, he didn't show any martial arts, he stood firm with a lot of dead strength, and when he came down, his whole body seemed to be squeezed apart, and the intensity was no less than a battle.

It's not just a physical job, it's also a technical job.

Li Wuchang still remembered that there was a middle-aged man with a yellow face and thin muscles between himself and Jiang Minglun at that time, and only Jiang Minglun was left at this time, and that person was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't know where he was squeezed to.

Alas, O wretched man!

Jiang Minglun also got the porridge, and the two of them came together, holding the broken bowl to a corner, and joined the three guards who had already gotten the gruel.

There was still a mess around, either shouting or drinking porridge.

"It's really fucking not easy to eat a bowl of gruel......" Jiang Minglun sat on the ground and smiled bitterly.

Li Wuchang looked at the gruel in the bowl in his hand, and shook his head secretly, judging in his heart that this porridge was estimated to be the kind boiled out of a pound of rice and a ton of water, although it was a bit exaggerated, but it was not much better.

Like a mirror, you can see the figure of a person, which shows how thin this porridge is.

"Hurry up and drink, beware of strange ...... others," the guard reminded.

Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun realized that there were really strange eyes from others, and hurriedly picked up the broken bowl and poured the porridge down.

Good taste!

It's like drinking pure water, and there's no obstacle at all.

In fact, others didn't think that the identities of Li Wuchang and the others were strange, but they were thinking: What are these two guys looking at a bowl of porridge? If you don't drink it, give it to me, and I'll be happy to do it for you.

After drinking, just find a random place to lie down.

Don't worry about it.

Everything is up to the court.

The war in Tongchuan is urgent, and there are battles almost everywhere, except for a small area in the southeast that has not yet been affected, but even if there are no people and horses of Jia Song, Zhao Yuanji, and Xu Minglong, there are other small-scale rogues and mountain kings.

The more stable places in the central part are Xiliu and Yihan.

Although it is a little hard to hide here, but your life is always guaranteed, and if you go out, the chance of dying is more than ninety percent.

All kinds of complaints are indispensable.

"His grandmother's, I can't live this day, I haven't eaten a full meal for half a month!"

"Just steal the fun, a lot of people have no bones!"

"Tell me, how long has it been? more than two months, right?"

"Yes, I thought that Xu Minglong would come to Tongchuan like other places, just mess around and leave, who knew that guy wouldn't leave in Tongchuan, it would really hurt us Tongchuan civilians......"

"But isn't it, I ran into a ghost just after I started this business, not only did my hard work go down the drain for several years, but I also had to hide in this place and drink his mother's gruel, and I was a little disheartened to think about it!"

"Xu Minglong is just that, Zhao Yunji even got involved, it's really ......"

"There are so many soldiers and horses under the command of Lord Assassin Shi, why don't you destroy Zhao Yuanji and Xu Minglong's two giants in one go?"

"It's really naïve! If it's really so easy to extinguish, can Zhao Yuanji and Xu Minglong and the like be arrogant for so long?"

"Didn't Lord Thorn Shi beat the second wolf? It should be fast, right?"

"It's hard to say, I heard that Fangling's marshal army is also going to be involved...... I guess I can't see the head......"

"The Commander of the Army?"

"I'm him...... uncle"

“......”

Listening to all kinds of discussions in their ears, Li Wuchang and the others happened to talk about business in a low voice.

The guards introduced the situation, they came first, and they inquired about some things by themselves, and they had heard a lot.

"There are not many troops inside Xiliu, about 1,000, but there are still two 2,000-strong troops hovering between Xiliu and Yihan, and more than 1,000 elites have been added these days, which should be to prevent us from raiding Xiliu. ”

"That is to say, if our large army were to raid the west, we would have to face at least 6,000 troops......" Li Wuchang muttered to himself.

"It's not a good choice, I guess Lao Wu will attack the grain road......" Jiang Minglun interjected.

Li Wuchang snorted and asked again: "Are there any other forces within Xiliu?" Are there any more powerful masters of the imperial court?"

The guard replied: "The time is still short, so I don't know if there are any other forces like us, but there are a lot of scattered people in the rivers and lakes, which is similar to many places."

As for the master of the court here, the leader is called Yan Zhuo, he is responsible for presiding over the overall situation, it is said that he is the peak of the seventh grade, this is not the point, we also found out that there are also good hands around Jia Song who are hiding in the dark to support him, how many are there, how many martial arts are, but I don't know!"

Li Wuchang nodded silently.

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