The recruits from the reserve battalion rushed up and helped the soldiers on the ground up.

In fact, Zeng Xiaoyu didn't dare to hit him. He basically just made a slight bending on his butt or thigh, and he would only hurt without being injured. Not to mention the recruits outside, no one dared to kill him and just slap him twice.

Although the harm is not great, it is extremely insulting, especially for those who regard themselves as generals, the pride of superiority is innate and cannot be touched by anyone.

Almost everyone understands that the handsome and harmless boy in front of him is the axis of evil, and the others are just accomplices.

Thousands of hatred eyes fell on one person at the same time. Zeng Xiaoyu suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he had a cold war and said to Jiang Baoju and Jiang Baoyi, "Two, you won't take revenge on me, are you?"

The pain on Jiang Baoju's butt had eased, and she snorted coldly and said, "Not necessarily!"

Zeng Xiaoyu turned to everyone who was glaring and bowed to the ground, "Zeng Xiaoyu has no eyes and hurts all brothers. I apologize to you!"

His humility is exchanged for ruthless contempt.

The sunrise is east and the breakfast time is up.

When he brought a group of people to the restaurant to make a meal, he didn't even give them any grains of rice, whether it was staple food or side dishes.

"I didn't receive the notice, I was not prepared!" The fat chef gave him such a reply. When he saw a big bowl full of rice porridge sitting not far away, he looked at their other two battalions of soldiers with a smile, the fool knew that this was not the case.

Zeng Xiaoyu asked, "Who did not receive any notice?"

"I don't know!" The chef frowned impatiently, "The new recruit, how come there are so many things, get out!"

Zeng Xiaoyu asked again, "Who is yours?"

The chef stared at him with a squint eyes, "Anyway, you don't care. Go and go, do you hear me?"

"Okay!" Zeng Xiaoyu sneered and turned around and said, "Brothers, wait here, I'll go begging for the general!"

The laughter came from the other two battalions of soldiers, and Zeng Xiaoyu strode towards Jiang Feng's main tent.

As soon as he arrived at the tent, he was more than two meters away from the tent, and he was stopped by the guards.

Zeng Xiaoyu whispered, "I want to see the general!"

"The General is having breakfast with Li Gong. Come again later!" The guard said as he pushed him away. Zeng Xiaoyu shouted, "General, my brothers have no food to eat. Can you continue to eat?"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Jiang Feng frowned and stuck his head out, "Zeng Xiaoyu, what's the matter?"

Zeng Xiaoyu walked around the guard and came to him, "General, the chef said he didn't receive a notice to prepare breakfast for us. Is it true?"

Jiang Feng smiled, "Zeng Xiaoyu, you are really a recruit. I can only tell you that rice and grain are distributed according to the head. None of your subordinates will be missing. As for how to turn rice into rice, I, the general, can't control it, you can solve it yourself."

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "I understand. General, is there a way to grab a meal among our military rules?"

Jiang Feng said, "The Ten Kills are only effective on the battlefield. As long as you don't cause any death on weekdays, you can do whatever you want."

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "I want the general's words." He turned around and was about to leave, when Mr. Li poked his head out, "Little Fish, I will go back to Tokyo tomorrow. You can do your best with the general, and make some contributions. When you come to Tokyo, I will invite you to drink."

When Mr. Li said he would leave soon, Zeng Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel disappointed. This "ancestor" was the trump card in his hand. After he left, he and these recruits became "orphans" in Jiang Feng. He looked depressed and said, "Ancestor, you must take care of yourself. I will try to go to Tokyo to have a drink."

Mr. Li glared at him and scolded, "Can you become a ghost and look for me if you don't live? If that's the case, don't come. Our timid family is scared." He said as he took out a jade pendant and handed it to him, "Little boy, you can find me with it."

Zeng Xiaoyuzhen put away his jade pendant and bowed to Jiang Fengshen, "General, please send more people to protect your ancestors. There seem to be many people who want to cause trouble for him."

Jiang Feng said, "That's natural. If Mr. Li has any accidents with me, the first person to suffer is me."

Zeng Xiaoyu turned around and left. Seeing that Li Gong's eyes were shiny, Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Li, why don't you bring him with you if you like him?"

Mr. Li shook his head, "Little Fish is brave and resourceful, and is a rare good seedling. It will not be good for him by my side. On the contrary, you, the general, are not allowed to make things difficult for him."

Jiang Feng laughed, "How dare I not use the person you Mr. Li likes?"

Zeng Xiaoyu strode back to the dining room and met the longing gaze of everyone. He nodded and turned to the chef, "I just asked the general that the rice and grain have already reached your hands, why don't we have our meal?"

The chef grinned, "You are a ill person? Did I say that the rice and grain have not arrived? I said that no one informed me to prepare breakfast for you. Do you want to eat? The rice is there, eat it yourself!"

Zeng Xiaoyu suppressed his anger and said, "Let me tell me what should we do to be qualified for breakfast?"

The chef said coldly, "The new recruits will be hungry for three days. This is the rule. If you want to have breakfast..." He pointed to the huge dirty water behind him, "There are leftovers here, eat whatever you want!"

"Damn it!" Zeng Xiaoyu suddenly took action, grabbed the fat chef's neck and pressed him into the dirty bucket, "You eat one for me!"

"Help!" The chef choked on two mouthfuls of dirty water, coughed constantly, and screamed loudly.

The soldiers sitting on the ground stood up.

Zeng Xiaoyu glared at them and pointed, "I gave you face in the morning, and I didn't do anything serious. I don't want to be disabled, so I'll get back!"

His words were indeed effective. The soldiers stared at him for a while and then sat down again.

"Old Wei, Lao Wang, bring all these cooks who are looking down on others!"

Everyone rushed forward and pressed nearly a hundred chefs to the ground.

Zeng Xiaoyu stared at the chef with a look of vegetable leaves, "I want to have a meal now. Tell me, is there or not?"

The chef's face turned purple and glared at him without saying a word.

Crash! Zeng Xiaoyu shook his wrist and pressed it down again.

"Yes...yes!" The chef slammed his hands and feet, and his life was gone after a few more presses.

"Really?"

"It's true! I'll arrange it now!"

Zeng Xiaoyu let him go, "Wash your hands! Whenever there is a piece of garbage in our meal, you can continue to come back and drink!"

"I understand! I understand!" The chef rushed to the back.
Chapter completed!