Chapter 64

There was a commotion in Zhihai Fort.

Soon, piles of old soldiers and small miscellaneous soldiers rushed out with torches and lanterns.

Walking with hesitant steps, they stretched their heads and looked toward the empty fort gate with full faces of surprise and suspicion.

Some people rushed directly toward the dilapidated civilian houses in the distance.

Several of them shouted while running, "Eeya, dead woman, can't you hear the earth dragon arching?

Still staying in the house waiting for the house to collapse and bury people, why don't you hold the baby and run for your life!"

"Father, mother, mountain collapse, the mountain collapsed, run to the boat quickly!"

"Little sister, don't be afraid, brother is coming!"

Zhang Gui, who successfully broke through and retreated to the dark to take time to put on his official uniform again, prepared to shock the power-holding people with the momentum of breaking the door.

Seeing that the quality of the soldiers in Zhihai Fort was not even as good as ordinary people, his face suddenly darkened a bit,

He operated his qi and blood, performed the flying rotation method of the "Vertical and Horizontal Flying Runner," and broke into the military fort.

Falling to the fort gate, he bent down and used the vertical and horizontal wind-seizing hand to grab it and throw it to the ground, making a loud noise again.

Then he roared with a voice that shook the sky:

"I am Zhang Gui, the eighth-rank Bandit-Suppressing Colonel of the Siyang Commandery Military Prefecture, Dongyue Sea Province, Ming Song.

Receiving the Ministry of War's appointment letter, I am the Governor of Military and Civil Affairs of 'Zhihai Fort.'

Since you have seen your superior, why don't you pay your respects!"

Finally, for the four words "why don't you pay your respects," he used the explosive divine ability to urge the gang qi in his lungs, and his voice sounded like the roaring of the sea tide.

It shook the miscellaneous soldiers to the point of liver and gallbladder splitting, losing their ability to think.

Their brains were numb, they knelt on the ground, their bodies shaking like chaff, knowing only to tremble.

But it was impossible for a military fort of thousands of people to be all monkeys, and there were always those with official status and abilities who couldn't be scared.

Seeing an old man with gray hair, flowing beard, and a face of righteousness walking out of the barracks leisurely, surrounded by a group of captains.

Walking slowly to Zhang Gui, he carefully looked at the tiger shark embroidered official robe on his body.

He said to himself, "The official robe is not fake."

Then he asked seriously: "Since the little brother says he is the new Governor of our Zhihai Fort, then you must have the dark pattern waist token and the appointment letter."

Seeing the old man's affected and pretentious appearance, Zhang Gui took out the appointment letter and waist token with a face as heavy as water and handed them over.

The old man carefully checked them repeatedly for a while, and handed the appointment letter and waist token back to Zhang Gui.

Zhang Gui took his appointment letter and waist token, smiled coldly, and waited for the old man to continue acting.

He didn't expect that the old man took a few steps back, raised his hands, and knelt on the ground.

He shouted loudly with one bow and three kowtows:

"Subordinate, Li Yunbo, the from-eighth-rank Hundred-Man Commander of the Siyang Commandery Military Prefecture, Dongyue Sea Province, Ming Song;

Deputy Governor of 'Zhihai Fort,' pays respects to the Governor."

Afterward, everyone in the whole military fort who was still standing knelt on the ground, and together with those who had just knelt, they paid respects noisily like a vegetable market:

"Subordinates pay respects to the Great Governor."

"May the Great Governor's martial luck flourish."

"May the Governor be safe and healthy, and live a long life."

"Don't talk nonsense, you can only be a Governor after entering the Dao, at least you can live for one hundred and fifty years.

A hundred years old would make you a short-lived ghost."

An old man of the grandfather generation knelt and kowtowed respectfully.

With Zhang Gui's temper and character, he really couldn't find trouble for no reason.

He opened his mouth, and the words he originally wanted to question and manipulate could no longer be spoken.

He had to help the old man up sullenly,

"Master Li, I am here for the first time, I came recklessly, and I have been very rude."

"How could it be rude, Governor, you are a young talent.

It is actually a grievance for you to be willing to come to a small fort like Zhihai Fort to crouch like a tiger and hide like a dragon."

Li Yunbo accompanied him with a smiling face and said: "Looking at the time, you haven't had dinner yet, right?

We are just eating, why don't you settle for a meal first.

Tomorrow, tomorrow the cook will go to purchase, and we will definitely prepare a rich one for you."

Zhang Gui was stunned for a moment, touched his stomach, and felt that he was really hungry, so he nodded and said very locally:

"Alright then."

He took the initiative to lift the fort gate on the ground and blocked it back on the door frame.

This strange strength made everyone's scalp tingle, and Li Yunbo laughed dryly and praised:

"The Governor is truly born with divine strength."

Zhang Gui had nothing more to say and followed Old Man Li into the military camp canteen.

Wood, no silver needed.

Less than a hundred steps outside the military fort, it was everywhere, you can cut as much as you want.

Salt, no silver needed.

There were salt fields in the fort, enough to eat people into night tigers.

Winter melon, pumpkin, sweet potato, potato, the sandy land in the military fort could grow them.

So the food prepared by the cook was winter melon and pumpkin sliced salty soup stewed with sweet potato and potato chunks.

It's just that the officials, in addition to salty soup, also had a dish of oil-boiled salted fish.

Among them, it could be clearly seen that Old Man Li's salted fish was a bit larger.

Zhang Gui smacked his lips and looked at Old Man Li:

"Master Li, I am young and have little experience, although I know that we are militia soldiers who are not loved by the grandmother and not loved by the uncle.

But this is a bit too much.

Even if the gold masters around the commandery city feel that 'Zhihai Fort' is useless and cut our silver.

But even if they don't give a tael, just relying on the water to eat the water, the sea fish in the soldiers' food should be enough to make people vomit, right?

How can it be that only officials can have a small salted fish.

You wouldn't say that a sea soldier fort that has been established for a hundred years can't find a few people who can fish among thousands of soldiers because of their loyalty and daily training, right?"

Old Man Li smiled bitterly and lowered his head, "That would never happen.

To tell the Governor, when I was young, I was a good hand at fishing.

But our militia fort, in addition to soldiers, also has their parents, wives, children, and young brothers and sisters.

Adults are easy to say.

But those children under twelve also don't eat oil and fat all year round, not to mention that they are thin and can't grow tall if they eat proper food.

Qi and blood deficiency also makes it easy to get sick and die young.

Therefore, I..."

"Alright, alright, Master Li.

Whether what you said is true or false, I will investigate thoroughly.

If it's nonsense, then we'll settle the account.

If it's true.

Tomorrow, you don't need to let the cook purchase anything more.

Before I can get the silver, I will eat melon and potato salty soup with you every day!"

Zhang Gui looked at the yellow and white salty soup stewed into a mush in the large wooden barrel in the distance and suddenly felt a bit nauseous, but he still hardened his scalp and threw down harsh words.

Gritting his teeth, he strode to the wooden barrel closest to him, personally took a bowl and filled it with plenty of salty soup, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

There are five flavors in the world: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty.

Among them, sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy are just seasonings, and missing them is just the difference between delicacies and inedible food.

But "salty" is indispensable, and missing it can be fatal.

Sweet potato is sweet, winter melon is refreshing, pumpkin and potato are soft and glutinous when cooked for a long time, and with sea salt to adjust the taste, it is actually not difficult to eat when the heat is right.

Zhang Gui didn't stop after eating, and ate two full barrels in one meal, watching his subordinates dumbfounded.

After eating,

Zhang Gui settled down in the backyard of the Governor's Yamen in the military fort.

A miscellaneous soldier lit a fire basin for him, driving away the cold in the hall.

Li Yunbo walked in with a complicated expression and cupped his hands: "Does the Governor have any other orders?"

"There are no orders, I just want to ask, why are there only captains left in the fort besides you, a deputy governor?

Where are the Hundred-Man Commanders and deputy Hundred-Man Commanders in the middle?"

(End of chapter)