Women, gambling, alcohol. (In no particular order; Author's Note! ）

This is an eternal topic for men together, since Lao Jiang was sure that Yun Yue was kneading Mo Li with fine wine. kicked Mo Li, the wine is for drinking, and it's okay to rub your arms What's the matter. The creature sniffed the muddy eggs that had been rubbed off, and looked like it had the urge to taste the saltiness.

couldn't stand this old guy, Yun Yue contributed the wine in the wine bag. I also contributed some dried fruits, jerky, fried chicken thighs, and so on.

Good food, good wine. There are no fucking beauties in the barracks, and the killers are already content with these two things.

"Chief Wu is a righteous person, and he is willing to make a bet with one of his own hands for his subordinates, and he will not suffer a loss if he follows such a superior. I don't have to say, my Jiang Niu'er's life is yours. Old Jiang heroically expressed his loyalty, and then poured a big sip of steamed wine. A flush immediately climbed up to the old bark-like face, and I held my breath for a long time. Yun Yue had the urge to check if this guy had a myocardial infarction, and Lao Jiang spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Good wine!" Maybe he felt that he was not heroic enough just now, so he poured another big mouthful.

The tower splitter snatched the wine bag from the old ginger who was still aftertaste, and poured half of the bag in one gulp. Then he said with a big tongue: "You are a righteous person, and the tower has obeyed you." ”

Mo Li, who was kicked by Lao Jiang in the buttocks, and Zheng Bin, whose eyes were gurgling, squatted behind the tower like two monkeys. The little hands kept scratching on the mat, and the dried fruit did not move, and there were not a few pieces of dried meat left.

Yun Yue didn't expect that she would have such a good effect for Mo Li. It seems that the Warring States period still belongs to the stage of simple folk customs. That's it, how could my great Chinese ancestors be mercenary villains. That's good, it's very good. Everyone has a grateful heart that needs to be maintained! It needs to be carried forward!

"Smack" Lao Jiang slapped Mo Li's hand scratching the jerky, and Mo Li's mouth let out a howl to protect food. He was carried by the neck by the iron tower and thrown to the edge of the net bucket at the base of the wall.

Zheng Bin is much more clever, this product decisively gave up the dried meat, and slammed at the dried fruit that no one eats.

"Hey......! When you first enter the barracks, there is only so much you can bring in. It's a pity that there is no way to go out, otherwise there will be as much food and drink as you want. Yun Yue watched everyone show their beast instincts for a few pieces of meat, and couldn't help but sigh!

"Is what Chief Wu said true?" As soon as Yun Yue finished speaking, he found seven copper bell-sized eyes staring at him. It's like she's a fucking naked woman.。

"Naturally, as long as you can go to Lizhuang. Take my sustenance, steamed buns, roast chicken, roast duck and this wine, and you can bring back as much as you can. "Yun Yue has made a fortune during this time, and she speaks quite confidently. How much can these guys move, even if they get an oxcart back, Yun Yue doesn't care.

"Wu Chang Mo said big things, my old Jiang has been mixed up in the army all his life. Although the general ordered not to leave the camp without permission, it was not difficult for the old man to go around. ”

Yun Yue's eyes lit up, although Lian Po issued an order that military personnel were not allowed to leave the camp at will. But this kind of oil is permeable, and the veteran oil always has a way.

"Since this is the old ginger, you will go to Lizhuang. It's the one more than ten miles outside Handan City, you take this and find someone named Wusun Jichang, if you need anything, just ask him. Also, tell him I'm fine here. Yun Yue took out the dagger he carried, this kind of dagger was brought by himself. I just want to imitate it these years, and I can't imitate it. Writing a letter, no one recognizes his two simplified characters. This thing is the best, not only a self-defense weapon but also an anti-counterfeiting function. It is really the best choice for home travel.

Old Jiang stared at the dagger, his eyes lit up, and the lines of sharp pointed snowflakes. Pluck out a strand of hair, place it on the edge of the blade and blow gently. The hair immediately sat in two, and Lao Jiang couldn't help but look at Yun Yue with admiration. This short sword alone can make people feel free for a lifetime if they are exchanged for money. This Wu Chang casually handed it over to himself, which shows that this is a simple-minded person.

The most afraid of following Shangguan in the army who has more eyes than a hive, these guys will only calculate for themselves. At the critical moment, such a thing as carrying the black pot and sending the dead pad to the back is definitely done. Yun Yue is not such a person, Lao Jiang feels that he has read countless people in his life, and he still has this ability to distinguish.

"I won't let Captain Wu down, my subordinates will go down!" As soon as Lao Jiang grabbed Zheng Bin, who was eating fiercely, the two of them walked out of the barracks. This product belongs to the starving ghost to survive, and you won't be full if you eat as much as you want.

As a veteran oiler, he naturally has the ability that ordinary people can't reach. As soon as it was dark, Lao Jiang came back with Zheng Bin.

Yun Yue was surprised by Lao Jiang's public relations ability, how such a large bag of things was brought in from outside the barracks.

Fried chicken, steamed buns, roast duck, scallion pancakes, and a large piece of sauced beef. Lizhuang's steamed wine was filled with five or six wine bags, which were carried by Zheng Bin, a kid, with great difficulty.

Lao Jiang respectfully returned the dagger to Yun Yue, and went to Lizhuang and seemed to admire Yun Yue even more. "Mr. Yun didn't say earlier, the chief of the big cow is your banker. When I went to Lizhuang, I realized that you were Mr. Yun who had made the poor Lizhuang extremely rich. Jiang Niu'er was rude first, please forgive Mr. Yun! ”

It turned out that this old guy had been mixed with a huge cow, no wonder he was so respectful to himself when he came back. After saving Mo Li, this old Jiang just accepted Yun Yue. It can be seen that after the huge cow of the old superior, this old guy completely respects Yunyue. can make the poorest Zhuangzi in Handan become so rich in two or three months, this must be a master of the world. If you can follow the masters, how can you do it without respect.

"Don't blame those who don't know, come on, come on! Everyone come here, today Captain Ben is in for a treat. Don't be restrained, this bun is good to eat hot. Yun Yue saw that the other three were all eagerly staring at the food on the mat. He persuaded each other, and it was obvious that Lao Jiang's respect made these three a little restrained.

There were many guys at the door probing their brains, and Mo Li's jaw was about to rise to the sky. The head of our family is a capable big money, who is still competing with you to eat those snot-like things.

Eating alone is not mixed in the barracks, Lao Jiang called a few veterans in their thirties and forties. They are all together all year round, so they naturally know who to call. These are all survived by a hundred battles, and it is lucky to have survived once on the battlefield. Having survived twice is considered luck. If you have lived more than three times, you must have two brushes.

On the battlefield, veterans like them will only expose their backs to people they trust. And each person will only devote half of their strength to fighting, and the other half ...... Hey! That's for escape.

Yun Yue drank with these veteran oils, these guys were still very restrained at first, but once they drank high, they began to teach Yun Yue the method of survival. There is a two-tael meat ball on his head, and the way the guy named Erliang saves his life is to pretend to be dead.

"The most important thing to play dead is not moving, and letting the enemy's saber chop and axe is not moving. Look, this scar on Lao Tzu's ass was pierced by a spear. Grandma's, it's so hanging chrysanthemums can't be guaranteed! ”

From the mouths of these guys, Yun Yue learned many of Zhao Jun's rules and customs. For example, King Zhao, who was raised by a son of a bitch, didn't match these soldiers with horses. If you want to be a cavalryman, it's very simple to bring your own horses. And these guys can also bring their own weapons, and these veterans have a variety of weapons. What chain hammers, maces and so on. Yun Yue even saw two bronze hammers the size of a golden gourd, and it was two taels that made the hammer.

"Damn, the armor is getting better and better now. The cowhide is oiled and smooth. If the spear is stabbed with less force, it will slip and stab. Lao Tzu's hammer is useful, no matter how thick the armor is, how fierce the guy is not broken Lao Tzu has your surname. ”

"Smack!" Lao Jiang couldn't look at it, and slapped the meat ball on the two or two heads. "As long as you can, the tower's arm is broken. Otherwise, they will take your life three hundred paces away. The old guy stroked his gray beard, glanced at the iron tower that was bored and drunk, and said regretfully.

Yun Yue glanced at the tower's missing arm and knew that there was a story here. Then he asked Lao Jiang: "...... the tower?"

The tower fell to the ground, spitting food out of its mouth. There is no drop of wine left in the wine bag, obediently three catties of liquor! Yun Yue very much hoped that this brother did not have alcohol poisoning.

Mo Li and Zheng Bin hurriedly helped clean up, and Lao Jiang sighed after taking a look at the drunk and unconscious tower.

"This tower was also a good man among the Zhao army, with a five-stone bow in his hand. 300 paces away can shoot through the target. What a pity! That year, he was unfortunately captured in a battle with Qin Gouzi, because he shot too many Qin troops. The Qin people hated him and cut off one of his arms. And let him back, a down-and-out marksman can no longer hold a bow and arrow, which is more ruthless than killing him.

It's been ten years since I watched the good man who stood up to the sky and the earth become this little talker. Old decay ......! Ay......! "It is more unacceptable to completely destroy a person's pride than to kill a person. The Qin people's trick is also amazing enough, it can really be described as a punishment.

Yun Yue listened to Lao Jiang's words, put down the wine bag and stood up. Walked in front of the tower and rolled up the tower's sleeve to reveal a severed arm.

The tower's arm had been severed between his elbow and wrist, and the severed arm was already a black and red sarcoma. Yun Yue was overjoyed, since she only had one broken hand. There's no reason why I can't even design a prosthetic, as for manufacturing. There are no big bolts and two bolts at home, and Master Geng, the old guy called Master Geng is not less in his own place. Presumably drawing by himself, it would not be a problem for him to make a pair of prosthetic limbs.

"Hahaha! The Qin people only cut off one of his hands, hehe! What if Lao Tzu makes him another one? Yun Yue laughed at the tower's broken arm. But he didn't want to prevent the sound of "poof" behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Lao Jiang kneeling upright.

In the mouth of the huge cow, Lao Jiang had heard the legend of Yun Yue. It is said that even the dead can be saved, and he said that it may be possible to build a hand for the tower to come out.

Seeing Lao Jiang kneeling, those veterans also knelt down. Among these people, Lao Jiang is the largest and has the highest prestige. It's just that his family is poor, and he won't be able to stammer, so he has been a big soldier for a lifetime. Many of these veterans were rescued from the battlefield by Lao Jiang. The friendship cast by blood can be easily shaken.

"Mr. Qiu Yun is kind, the tower has been depressed all these years, and life is better than death. The mother-in-law ran away with a broken arm, and the official position was gone, so he could only be a disabled soldier. If Mr. Yun can make him a hand, it will be like a grace of recreation! After saying that, Lao Jiang took the lead, and seven or eight men knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yun Yue.