Chapter 757 White Rice (3)
Alas, it is such a pity to waste these grains. They are enough for a hundred thousand soldiers to eat for one or two months. Now they are wasted in vain. What a pity!
Caiwei sighed for a moment, and then shouted to the dozens of grain bins that smelled extremely moldy: "Collect!"
As her low shout sounded, dozens of grain bins collapsed like magic, and the inside was suddenly empty, leaving only a huge tarpaulin hanging there.
"Out!"
Another low shout, the empty grain bins swelled up again in an instant, the tarpaulin was also propped up, and the grain bins returned to their previous appearance. If you are not a person who has seen this scene with your own eyes, you will never believe that in such a short moment, dozens of grain bins were replaced like this!
"Collect, send out, collect..."
Cai Wei walked quickly among the densely packed grain bins, constantly collecting the spoiled grain into her own space, and replaced the grain prepared in the space into the grain bins...
Nangong Yi's martial arts were outstanding, and his hearing was extraordinary. Although Cai Wei was suppressing her voice, the words "collect, send out" that she kept shouting out kept reaching his ears.
He knew that she was the descendant of Fuyou Island, and that she had many abilities that others did not have. He just didn't expect that she would help him so unscrupulously and fully display her abilities in front of him without reservation!
In the morning light, the man turned his back to her and never looked back, just silently listening to her ups and downs of "collect, send out". When he was in the most difficult time, she appeared. Her unconditional trust and precious help moved him very much. In addition to being twice as good to her in the future, he could not think of any other way to repay her true love!
After exchanging the last grain of food in the space, Caiwei let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.
"Nangong Yi, let the people in Huotouying take the rice from the grain storage in the east to make rice. Don't eat the rice in the west for now. I'll find a way later, and then... uh..."
Before she finished speaking, her waist suddenly tightened, and she crashed into that hard and warm embrace again.
Nangong Yi hugged her, his voice low and hoarse: "Wei'er... Thank you..."
Caiwei nestled in his arms, her mouth corners slowly curved, she raised her head, her eyes clear as stars, and she could see through: "This is what I should do, isn't it? We shouldn't be separated from each other."
"Yes, yes, we shouldn't be separated from each other!"
The man repeated, the smile on his lips gradually widened, and when he looked at the person in his arms, his eyes became softer, firmer and more focused...
They are originally husband and wife, and they shouldn't be separated from each other!
The military camp conducts morning exercises at the hour of Mao. The drill ground is simple. First, they practice long spear fighting, which is a special skill that can kill the opponent when facing the enemy; then they train their physical fitness. Without strong physical strength, no matter how good the enemy-killing skills are, they will be in vain.
The ways to train physical fitness include horse stance, weight bearing and long foot. Long foot is running. Infantrymen need to be good at walking. Only those with light feet like running horses can be considered elite soldiers.
Nangong Yi cares a lot about the soldiers' morning exercises. When the army does morning exercises, he wears a battle robe and personally supervises them, teaching the soldiers how to stand firmly in horse stance and how to save energy when running with sandbags.
The soldiers are all from poor backgrounds. Even the thin and frail teenagers have a lot of strength. Horse stance, lifting big stones, long foot, take turns to practice. After an hour, everyone is soaked like water.
The drill ground is at the foot of the mountain, and the mountain breeze can still be blown. To take a break before dinner, everyone swarmed under the tree, shirtless to enjoy the cool. After a hard morning of training, everyone was tired and hungry, but when they thought of the moldy biscuits, they immediately lost interest. Some people even went back to the tent in a huff and didn't plan to eat.