Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

With the help of the old soldiers, killing fish was indeed much faster.

By night, when they squatted by the wall with the fish soup in their hands, none of them had come to their senses. They never dreamed that there would be a day when they couldn't eat because of the fishy smell after moving too much fish.

They stared at the rice porridge in their hands made from the best season rice. The aroma of rice filled the air. Although there were only a few sparse slices of fish in the bowl, no one complained.

This was because they hadn't eaten meat for a long time and were afraid of having diarrhea if they ate too much suddenly. So at this celebration banquet, the protagonists squatted aside and drank porridge, while the people who came to help, feasted on the meat in the snow-white fish soup.

Seeing them both envious and helpless, Niu Er came over with a bowl of rice porridge and said with a smile, "Clear porridge tastes better."

Liu Yu was very touched and actually did this to accommodate their brother-in-law.

"Hey! You don't know, your sister cooked fish every day last month, and I almost vomited after eating it." Niu Er began his Versailles.

Liu Yu and others beside him:......

It’s better not to feel this touching feeling.

Niu Er licked the last grain of rice on the edge of the bowl, rubbed the shiny edge of the bowl, and came over with a smile: "Hehe, I have something serious to discuss with you."

Seeing that everyone looked like they didn't want to pay attention to him, he ignored the greasy look on his face and lowered his voice and said, "Yang Cangtou just said that it's hard to collect money from a few places, so he asked us to help!"

Everyone:?

"Brother-in-law, this boat belongs to the Cui family, right?" Liu Yu couldn't hold it in any longer. Today he had to move fish for no reason, and now he had to collect money for no reason.

"It's from the Cui family," Niu Er nodded.

What does the money they earn from selling fish have to do with us? The silence of several people was deafening.

Liu Yu's expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth. It had only been a year since he last saw his brother-in-law, but he seemed to be getting more and more annoying.

Although the two were not in the same guard, they were both squad leaders. His brother-in-law had been seriously injured and retired last year, so he returned to the guard half a year earlier than him.

Now it seems that he is doing well, and he can even talk to the manager of the big ship. But if he doesn't ask about this matter clearly, it will make him feel very anxious.

Niu Er chuckled and raised his eyebrows proudly: "Little guy, keep holding it in? Don't ask? I still like your rebellious look."

Taozhuang.

Xie Xian was holding a wooden cube made up of countless small cubes in her hand. It was the size of a palm and exquisitely crafted. Each small cube was engraved with words and could be rotated from different sides. It looked like an old educational toy, the Rubik's Cube!

Xie Xian fell into deep thought. Suddenly, she had a strange feeling as if she had traveled through time and space to a lonely place.

No, brother, you even made the Rubik's Cube, can you increase productivity a little bit?

Qingdai woke her up early this morning, and before she had finished her meal, she handed the food to her.

"This thing was placed at the gate of our yard early this morning, and I don't know who put it." Qingdai looked curious. This is an inkstone washing pool. Who would be so rude?

With Tu Zhen guarding it, it can be placed in front of the door without anyone noticing. I think it is quite powerful.

"This is Mo's family, Mo Fang." Tu Zhen's voice came from outside the window. She heard the noise last night, but she didn't enter the yard, so she ignored it. She didn't expect it to be someone from the Mo family.

Xie Xian saw that she looked quite solemn. She brushed her fingers over it and found that the wooden Rubik's Cube had no burrs and was polished very finely. It could be twisted both horizontally and vertically. It was definitely a Rubik's Cube!

The only difference is that the different faces are not distinguished by color blocks, but by different numbers and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

Tu Zhen's brows, which were originally slightly furrowed, became even tighter: "This thing has always been the Mo family's door-knocking token."

Xie Xian didn't care what she said and just started twisting it, click, click.

"I ran into people from the Mohist School a few days ago. Is this their challenge?"

"But why? Could it be that you are coming for me?" Tu Zhen frowned. It was just a few fights, wasn't it? Is it that serious? So petty.

Xie Xian continued to twist, click, click.

"According to the rules of the underworld, a fight of arms is a fight of arms. Why is it a fight of words?"

"What's inside this thing when it's opened?" Qingdai was a little curious. She didn't understand the rules of the martial arts world, but she heard from her father that the Mo Sect has always been mysterious and good at mechanisms and thinking.

In the underworld, he is the kind of person who can neither be beaten nor scolded, and is quite difficult to deal with.

Tu Zhen touched his chin and said, "I don't know. No one has ever opened it except the Mohist sects!"

"Aren't you afraid of being opened?"

"This thing is not easy to open. Moreover, this black copper wood is resistant to water and fire. It has always been a token of the Mohist school."

The corners of Xie Xian's lips curled up with excitement. Oh, it's a bit difficult. She continued to twist it, click, click.

"Then take your time, it will open eventually!" Qingdai didn't believe it.

"It's not that simple. This Mohist mechanism will automatically lock after a certain period of time. Legend has it that only special methods can unlock it again." This is the only Mohist mechanism Tu Zhen has ever seen.

"Wow! That means I have to open it within the specified time, otherwise I lose. The rules of Momen are so strange!" Qingdai was excited. She kind of yearned for the martial arts world!

This kind of literary fighting method is so pretentious! Xie Xian thought to herself, I don’t know if this person who comes out to fight is powerful or not, but he must have the presence of mind, otherwise he will lose at the starting line.

The other person starts fighting as soon as he says a few words. The Mohist school comes up and throws out a Mohist formula. If you can't open it, then you are not good enough. If you can, then it will open.

She smiled slightly: "This thing can also be used to select disciples of the Mohist School!" This is obviously casting a wide net to catch big fish.

Tu Zhen looked at Xie Xian in surprise: "How did your lady know that the Mohist School's selection of disciples is also a must-take option?"

So after unscrewing it, it can be folded into the door wall. Oh my god, this is simply invincible!

"We had a fight last time in Guiyun Pavilion. This time, you put Mo Fang in front of the Inkstone Washing Pool?" Tu Zhen's eyes lit up.

"Madam, they are here to see you!" Last time they followed her to the door, Tu Zhen always thought they were here to say hello. In Tu Zhen's eyes, when people in the martial arts world meet, they fight first = saying hello.

Now that I think about it, could it be that their target has always been Xie Xian?

She turned her gaze towards Xie Xian, the lady in red. Her white hands seemed to have some kind of magic, as the ink square kept turning rhythmically in her hands.

With a click, Xie Xian curled the corners of her lips. The six sides of the ink cube in her hand were all aligned, and then automatically split in half.

Under the shocked gazes of Tu Zhen and Qing Dai, he took out a small ball of paper with a faint fragrance and slowly unfolded it.

"Interesting! Tsk tsk!"