The little devil in Zhang Ziqian's mind whistled.

The boss is here, the interview begins.

Cao Cao sized up Zhang Ziqian.

From that exaggerated Yu the Great spear, one can see Zhang Ziqian's worn-out cloth shoes.

The more I look at it, the more satisfied I become.

These days, it's easy to find a thousand soldiers, but hard to find a good general.

Those two moves just now definitely showed he's a potential warrior capable of taking on ten thousand men.

He knew Cao Hong's martial arts skills; he was one of the best in the army.

Under this young man, they were as powerless as children.

"A brave man with excellent martial arts skills."

Cao Cao dismounted and pushed aside the guards who tried to protect him.

He strode up to Zhang Ziqian, completely ignoring the weapon still stuck in the ground.

"I am Cao Cao, Commandant of the Army. May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"

A humble attitude.

Boss Cao is a master at treating scholars with respect and courtesy.

Zhang Ziqian drew the Yuwang Spear and carried it on his shoulder.

"Zhang Ziqian".

"No name, no title, unemployed vagrant."

The answer was crisp and concise.

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"What a jobless bum!"

"Since you are unemployed, brave warrior, would you be willing to condescend to join my camp?"

"Although I am not talented, the campaign against Dong Zhuo is in accordance with the will of Heaven, and we need heroes like you."

They've started making empty promises.

They talk about ideals and ambitions, but never about compensation.

This is a typical tactic used by startup bosses.

Zhang Ziqian pursed his lips.

My stomach cooperated by growling again.

Gollum—

In the quiet standoff, the sound was exceptionally clear.

Cao Cao's smile froze on his face.

Zhang Ziqian touched his stomach, looking serious.

"I don't care who Dong Zhuo is."

"I just want to ask one question."

"Does it include meals?"

"It has to have meat in it."

Cao Cao blinked.

That's it?

They intercepted and killed the vanguard general, displaying astonishing martial prowess.

Just for... a meal of meat?

The contrast is quite striking.

The strategists behind Cao Cao looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had prepared a whole host of arguments to persuade them to surrender, including talk of national righteousness and the pursuit of fame and fortune.

As it turns out, they only cared about the menu.

"Tube!"

Cao Cao reacted extremely quickly.

With a wave of his hand.

"Not only are meals provided, but every meal includes both wine and meat!"

"As long as you brave warrior come, you can take whatever provisions you need from my army!"

That's the truth.

How could a few pounds of pork be exchanged for such a fierce general?

This business is incredibly profitable.

Zhang Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief.

The tense muscles relaxed.

"make a deal."

He hoisted the Yu King Spear onto his shoulder and swaggered toward Cao Cao's army's supply wagons.

As he passed by Cao Hong, who was still lying on the ground, he helped him up.

"Thanks, bro."

"That fall was pretty cool."

Cao Hong's face darkened.

I want to curse, but I can't beat them.

He could only pat the dirt off his bottom in frustration.

I secretly vowed to stay away from this freak in the future.

Zhang Ziqian walked to the grain cart.

No need to be polite.

He reached out, grabbed a piece of dried beef, and stuffed it into his mouth.

hard.

Food gets stuck in your teeth.

But it smells really good.

This is what it feels like to be alive.

The system interface flashed through my mind.

[Mission Progress Update: Joined Cao Cao's Faction (Completed)]

[Current Bond Values: Cao Cao (5/100), Cao Hong (-10/100)]

How come Cao Hong's balance is negative?

Petty.

Zhang Ziqian mumbled indistinctly as he chewed on the beef.

"Boss, this meat is a bit tough. Next time, have the cook stew it longer."

Cao Cao stood aside, watching the young man wolf down his food.

The smile on his face deepened.

He is not afraid of being greedy for money or lustful, nor is he afraid of being greedy for food or drink.

What I fear most are those saints who are without desires or wants.

Weaknesses can be controlled.

"If Ziqian likes it, I will set up a special tutor for you in the future."

Cao Cao approached, adopting a respectful and courteous demeanor.

"I wonder where Ziqian learned that move he just used?"

Zhang Ziqian swallowed the last bite of beef.

He let out a burp.

"Just practicing blindly."

"Mainly because he's strong."

"In addition..."

He paused, then glanced at Cao Cao.

"Plus, when they're starving, their explosive power is quite strong."

Cao Cao's lips twitched slightly.

This reason is impeccable.

The army continued its march.

The only difference was that there was one more person in the team who was carrying heavy weapons.

Zhang Ziqian sat on the grain truck, swinging his legs.

He looked at the awe-inspiring eyes of the soldiers around him.

I felt really happy.

In this chaotic world, being able to eat your fill is better than anything else.

As for fighting?

That's a different price.

Anyway, the system only says that it helped Cao Cao unify the north.

It doesn't say that you have to be the one charging into battle every time.

Slacking off is the ultimate skill in the workplace.

I was just thinking about it.

Scouts ahead report.

"Report! A large number of refugees have been spotted thirty miles ahead, suspected to include remnants of the Yellow Turban Rebellion!"

Cao Cao frowned slightly.

"All troops on high alert."

He turned to look at Zhang Ziqian, who was sitting on the grain cart.

"Ziqian, look..."

Zhang Ziqian rolled over.

Cover your face with a hat.

"It's not advisable to engage in strenuous exercise right after a meal."

"Prone to stomach prolapse."

Cao Cao chuckled to himself.

This kid has quite a personality.

"Very well, Cao Hong, you go and handle it."

Having just lost face, Cao Hong was now seething with anger.

Upon hearing this, he immediately grabbed his newly acquired spear, roared, and led his troops out.

Zhang Ziqian lifted a corner of his hat on the grain cart.

Watching Cao Hong's departing figure.

The enthusiasm of these workers is indeed high.

Unlike myself.

All I want to do is lie down.

but……

It seems that even those remnants of the Yellow Turban Rebellion can earn points?

That bottle of "happy water" in the system's store is priced at 500 points.

Zhang Ziqian licked his lips.

In this era when even sugar is scarce.

The allure of a bottle of ice-cold soda is no less than that of the Imperial Seal of the State.

He sat up.

I stretched.

The bones made a popping sound like popping beans.

"Um... Boss."

Zhang Ziqian called out.

Cao Cao turned around.

"Ziqian changed his mind?"

Zhang Ziqian jumped off the grain cart.

He was carrying Yu the Great's spear.

"A hundred steps after a meal, and you'll live to ninety-nine."

"I'm going to digest my food."

"And also to give General Cao some support."

Done.

He strode off and chased after Cao Hong.

Its speed was so fast that it was even faster than a galloping horse.

All that remained was a trail of dust.

Cao Cao watched his retreating figure, lost in thought.

The strategist beside him, Xi Zhicai, whispered:

"My lord, this man is eccentric and unfathomable; I fear he will be difficult to control."

Cao Cao smiled.

He pointed with his riding whip in the direction Zhang Ziqian had left.

"How can a fierce tiger be raised like a dog or sheep?"

"As long as there's enough meat to eat."

"He is the sharpest knife in my hand."

The wind picked up.

The withered leaves were swept up and flew everywhere.

Zhang Ziqian's figure disappeared at the end of the road.

The stage at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

There's been another troublemaker who just wants to coast along and wait to die.

But this situation.

He probably won't be able to lie down now.

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