Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

During the cotton planting period, the department also found wolfberry seeds. The purchasing staff not only brought back experienced growers, but also these farmers knew the wolfberry planting techniques like the back of their hands.

However, since Cheng Mo knew nothing about wolfberry cultivation, he could only rely on these experts. Fortunately, the natural environment here is very suitable for the growth of wolfberries, and coupled with the farmers' superb skills, the wolfberries grow rapidly and the fruits are large and plump.

At the same time, the general who was summoned to the capital had not returned yet. If they had not received the general's handwritten letters from time to time, everyone would probably have been worried and afraid of unexpected events.

As time went by, Ke Ji became more and more adept at handling various affairs, and his prestige in the camp had long surpassed that of Deputy General Zuo.

Seeing this, the jealous Zuo Lieutenant General could not hold back, but he knew that this was beneficial to the welfare of the soldiers in the entire battalion. However, every time he saw Keji, Zuo Lieutenant General could not help but make a few sarcastic remarks. Facing this situation, Keji had long been accustomed to it and did not pay any attention to this difficult person. Because at this moment, he was already immersed in the satisfaction brought by the rich money from selling crops, and he wished he could sleep in the pile of money!

After a lot of hard work in the military camp, Cheng Mo finally got rid of the title of "a rich young man who fell in love with a rural soldier" that bothered him. Now, everyone has a new name for him - "the stubborn young master".

The reason was that Deputy General Zuo was dissatisfied with his prestige, which had not yet reached the level of a section chief. He was disgusted with Cheng Mo, who had a close relationship with the section chief. In fact, from the beginning, this young master from the capital was not liked by Deputy General Zuo. Therefore, Deputy General Zuo often stepped forward to prevent Cheng Mo from participating in training.

One day, Cheng Mo was practicing his spear skills in the martial arts arena, but Deputy General Zuo suddenly showed up and forbade Cheng Mo to enter the martial arts arena, using the excuse that the young master of the general's mansion might interfere with the training of other soldiers. However, Cheng Mo did not give up, and he simply moved outside the martial arts arena to continue his hard training!

Unexpectedly, Deputy General Zuo made trouble again, this time forbidding Cheng Mo to practice outside, on the grounds that he was worried that Cheng Mo would accidentally hurt the surrounding soldiers. Faced with such difficulties, Cheng Mo did not back down, and resolutely changed to learn archery skills!

But even so, the group of people still refused to give in, accusing Cheng Mo of wasting camp resources. Cheng Mo, who had been treated unreasonably again and again, could not suppress his anger even if he had a good temper like the soil.

"Deputy General Zuo! The general sent me here in the hope that I could concentrate on practicing the proper posture of a soldier! You have repeatedly obstructed my training. Are you intentionally disobeying the general's orders?!" In the dead of night, Cheng Mo, who could no longer bear it, broke into the tent of Deputy General Zuo and questioned him righteously.

The atmosphere in the tent of Deputy General Zuo was tense. Cheng Mo had a stern expression on his face. He mercilessly pulled the half-asleep Deputy General Zuo off the couch and said in a stern voice, "You old bastard! You are not allowed to sleep any more!"

Deputy General Zuo was terrified. He stared at the knife that was gleaming with cold light in front of his eyes, and his mouth stammered uncontrollably: "If you have...if you have something to say, please talk nicely! Don't be impulsive!"

Cheng Mo pointed outside the tent and asked angrily, "I usually don't want to argue with you because you are old, but you don't know what's good for you and repeatedly obstruct my training! What do you want to do? Do you want to see me who has made no progress and accomplished nothing when you return?"

At this moment, Deputy General Zuo caught a glimpse of several sneaky figures outside the tent trying to spy on the situation inside. He immediately yelled, "Someone come! Come quickly! Young Master Cheng is going crazy! Someone come and stop him!"

However, before he finished speaking, those who were about to rush into the tent were chopped down one by one by Banmu, who was waiting outside. Ah Cao held a stick as thick as his arm and hit everyone's head fiercely like playing whack-a-mole, cursing: "I told you not to bully my young master! I will teach you a lesson!"

Seeing that no one rushed into the camp to rescue him for a long time, Deputy General Zuo's momentum instantly weakened. He hurriedly lowered his posture and advised earnestly: "Young Master Cheng, you are really not cut out for this. I did this out of my concern for you."

Looking at Cheng Mo's expressionless and cold face, Deputy General Zuo couldn't help but get nervous. He swallowed hard and then said carefully: "Look at you, you are undergoing high-intensity training outside all day. How tired you must be! In my opinion, you might as well go back to the tent and have a good rest. When I meet the general, I will report to him how hard you train every day, and the general will definitely not blame you!"

Hearing this, Cheng Mo raised his lips slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and snorted coldly: "Haha! Can you decide the results of my training based on your one-sided words? I came here to go through hardships, not to imitate your sneaky and slippery behavior!"

"You!" Deputy General Zuo was immediately furious and glared at Cheng Mo with wide eyes, but when his sight fell on the extremely sharp blade at his neck, he instantly deflated.

"Tell me! Will you dare to trip me up secretly in the future?!" Cheng Mo held a sharp blade and moved closer to Deputy General Zuo's neck.

Deputy General Zuo was so frightened that he stammered, "I won't dare to do that again! From now on, I will never make things difficult for you again! Take the knife away quickly!"

Seeing this, Cheng Mo snorted, suddenly loosened his grip on the left deputy general's collar, and helped him tidy up his messy collar, and said slowly: "That's great, about what happened tonight..."

"I must be dreaming! I must be dreaming!" Deputy General Zuo shouted in panic.

Cheng Mo showed a look of satisfaction when he saw this, and then imitated Keji's usual movements. He casually put the knife on his shoulder, and strode out of the tent with his head held high, leaving Deputy General Zuo alone in place, still frightened and gasping for breath.

Seeing Cheng Mo coming out, Ban Mu looked at him with dissatisfaction at his gangster appearance and said, "Xiao Mo! It's too dangerous for you to do this!" After that, he stretched out his hand and carefully took the knife from Cheng Mo's hand.

"Master is so cool!" Ah Cao's eyes sparkled as he approached Cheng Mo with admiration. Cheng Mo raised his chin proudly after hearing this: "Huh! Do you really think I'm easy to bully? Let me tell you, I'm a bomb that will explode at any time! If he messes with me again in the future, I'll make him pay for it!"

Ban Mu shook his head, put a coat on Cheng Mo, and escorted him back to the tent. As for whether Deputy General Zuo could sleep tonight, it was not something they should care about...