Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

As for military pay, what is that?

The lord can still afford food, so it would be nice not to let these little soldiers starve to death.

It's a pity that they have lived by robbing the Huns for a few years.

And every time the army goes out to fight, it is also the time when the soldiers eat the best food. It may be because of this that the Xiliang cavalry is also notoriously fierce.

Because the lord said, as long as you go to the south, the brothers can eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

In short, the real situation of the Xiliang army is just one word, bitter!

Watermelon is sweet, fragrant and strong. Putting this kind of thing in the Xiliang army can make people red-eyed.

When Ma Jun was feeling angry about the loss of the chopping board, someone had already reached out to the remaining four melons beside him.

As a result, because of one melon, the Ma family camp almost caused several murders.

Fortunately, the Ma family was strict in governing the army. Ma Jun reacted in time, knocked down with a few sticks, and beat these starving ghosts to the ground.

At this moment, Ma Jun held up the big wooden stick, looked at the terrified faces of the soldiers who had been knocked to the ground by him, and the terrified faces of the cook camp brothers, and suddenly felt that all this was a conspiracy by the Xu family army!
Knowing that their Ma family army had nothing good to eat, they threw a big killer like watermelon, which almost caused the entire army camp to kill each other for a bite of melon.

"It's high, it's really high!" Ma Jun looked at the direction of Xu's army barracks, gritted his teeth and hated.

The eyes of the soldiers lying on the ground were also fiery. One of them, who remembered eating but not beating, asked weakly:

"My lord, the remaining four melons"

Before he could finish speaking, Ma Jun's sharp gaze frightened him into shutting his mouth.

However, the green eyes staring at the four melons became even more frightening.

Ma Jun looked around, all the soldiers who were not on duty gathered here, there were eight or nine hundred people.

At this time, the dishes in the big pot of the cook camp were also filled out, and the hot and sour taste that had never been felt was blown in front of everyone by the evening wind. The soldiers stared at the bowls of vegetables like wolves one by one. .

Ma Jun had no choice, he had already imagined what kind of disaster would happen if he took away the food all by himself.

"One share for each of the five battalions, and the melons are cut up and divided equally!" Ma Jun ordered.

No one objected, and everyone looked at the veterans of the cook camp with joy.

The veteran took a deep breath, complaining in his heart that these are all reincarnations of starving ghosts, while taking out a bowl to divide scrambled eggs with tomatoes and hot and sour potato shreds into five portions, and handed them to the captains of the five battalions.

As for how to share this small bowl of food with so many people in the future without causing public anger, it is none of his business.

The veteran secretly rejoiced in his heart that he took advantage of his position and took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to taste both dishes first.

As for the poison, he has been cooking for many years, and he can tell whether there is poison in the dish at a glance. He has long known that although these fruits and vegetables are not very fresh, they are not poisonous.

"My lord, melon, melon!" The soldiers shouted excitedly after getting the food.

"I cut your heads off!" Ma Jun cursed angrily, but he still cut the melon himself.

The captains of the battalions lived up to expectations, and in a daze, they divided a bowl of vegetables and a small piece of melon into very small pieces and distributed them to the soldiers under him.

We all suffered together. Those who couldn't bear it had long since deserted or died. Those who can stay now have a deep comrade-in-arms friendship with each other.

That's why Ma Jun didn't draw his sword to kill the soldiers just now.

However, in private, everyone would quarrel over one bite, but when they really went to the battlefield, they would change their appearance, with a tacit understanding and fierceness.

That night, while worrying about the lord's injury, the soldiers of the Ma family pondered over the food Xu Jiajun sent and speculated on what Xu Jiajun was thinking.

But before they figured it out, at noon the next day, a few soldiers from the Xu Family Army camp packed a few bags and threw them under the gate of the Acropolis.

The soldiers of the Ma family were excited immediately, and they were going to fetch them immediately. It was Ma Jun who was careful, fearing that there might be fraud, so he restrained the soldiers.

He watched the soldiers of the Xu family army return to the camp with his own eyes, and made sure that there was no ambush around them, so he asked his soldiers to bring in the baggage.

"My lord, there is no watermelon!" The soldier in charge of inspecting the baggage shouted in disappointment.

When the rest of the soldiers heard this, their excited brows drooped.

"But they sent a lot of things we haven't seen before. The paper said, twenty packs of instant noodles!" Xiao Bing reported suddenly and excitedly.

The drooping soldiers suddenly regained their spirits, saying that Xu Jiajun has a lot of good things, so what is it this time?
The crowd surrounded Ma Jun curiously and came forward to see it. The packaging alone had surprised Ma Jun and others.

I saw a person clearly printed on the red and green packaging, with facial features and expressions, as if a real person was sealed on it, lifelike.

Moreover, the man's attire was also short hair, short sleeves and long trousers, which was similar to that of the people in Xu's army, but the painting was obviously more gorgeous and the colors were more colorful.

"Is this a painting? Who is in this painting?" Ma Jun murmured suspiciously.

The soldiers beside him speculated: "Could it be that this is something brought down from the Heavenly Palace by the Xu family. The person in this painting is a certain god in the Heavenly Palace?"

The more they talked, the more the soldiers felt that this was the truth. Someone pointed to the celebrity endorsement profile picture on the instant noodles and analyzed:
"Look, my lord, the fairy with sword eyebrows and star eyes, white skin and snowy skin in this portrait looks like a woman but not a man, male and female are indistinguishable, such a peerless face, is it not a fairy or something?"

Ma Jun frowned, although he didn't want to believe it, but his analysis made sense!

"Then, what kind of fairy is he?"

The soldier guessed, "Maybe he is an instant noodle fairy?"

"Isn't this thing called instant noodles? With the fairy picture painted on it, it must be the noodle fairy who is in charge of instant noodles."

The soldier said confidently: "It must be like this!"

The corners of Ma Jun's mouth twitched slightly, but the other party had reasons, and he couldn't refute.

"The paper said to tear off the outer packaging, soak it in boiling water, add the seasoning, and eat it in 3 minutes." The soldier handed the user manual to Ma Jun and asked him what to do first.

After the scramble yesterday evening, Ma Jun had already learned the lesson and asked his confidants to put away the twenty packs of instant noodles first.

After he finishes his duty for this round, he will be assigned.

The soldiers were excited, especially the direct subordinates under Ma Jun, looking forward to it one by one, counting the time to pass the duty, and couldn't wait to take Ma Jun to the big tent.

In the big tent, the veteran chef has prepared hot water and bowls and chopsticks in advance.

Follow the steps in the user guide, and carefully tear off the package with the picture of the God of Instant Noodles first, making sure that the alignment is neat and the package is complete, so as not to tear the picture of the God of Instant Noodles.