The most powerful minister in the world

A few days have passed, and the entire Xizi Camp is now on the right track, strengthening training in all aspects.

As for physical fitness, all soldiers at all levels must learn to run one mile at a time. Those who are not out of breath will pass the test. Then, they will fill their foot bags with sand. They are not allowed to take it off privately except when sleeping. They are not allowed to take it off privately except when sleeping. They must also add it gradually. When facing the enemy, it will be easier to remove the sand. .

There is also wrestling, which is divided into left and right wings, making them fight to win or lose. As for the boxing technique, I used Hei Qi's "Gangzheng Fist". Speaking of which, this boxing technique was developed by a blind old man in the martial arts pavilion of the Southern Xinjiang Martial Arts Academy.

"Gangzhengquan" has flexible body movements, convenient techniques, light and solid footwork, and can advance and retreat appropriately. The legs can fly up and down, which is very clever. Just like the Pi Pi Heng Fist with its own strong wind, it is so fierce. It's fast to catch it alive, but it's soft to block it and close it at an angle.

I believe it won’t be long before this army can take on a new look and shine.

Although Yang Hu and Li Cheng had been tired for the past few days and had sore backs and backs, they were still in a happy mood and said it was so damn good. As for Jingxi, he also had the opportunity to take a break and did not eat in the yard, but ran to the street. Eat at the side stall from the cook who made Lian'er angry.

Although he left, he never mentioned his intention to come. He didn't want to be thrown out by a basin of hot water. Even after being there for so many days, he didn't even see the cook. He only knew that her name was Li Min.

Mu Sheng and Liu Huangying were also called out today. Li Dongyang was sleeping in. Since entering the ninth level that night, he was always sleepy, so he was not called.

"Second Young Master, why isn't this grilled fish moving?" Mu Sheng tasted Chef Li's food for the first time today and was immediately amazed. He ate a few more bowls of rice and wanted to eat the grilled fish, but was stopped by Jing Xi. doubts.

"Yes, Mr. Jing, I tried it with chopsticks last time. The grilled fish is really good. If you don't like it, we will eat it. Every time you order it, it will be wasted."

"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat. I just plan to trade the grilled fish for a peerless cook!"

"Ah?" Mu Sheng and Liu Huangying looked at each other and shook their heads. Although they didn't say anything, they clearly didn't believe it.

"Don't believe it? Then do you want to make a bet with me?"

Liu Huangying patted her belly and said, "You can do whatever you want without gambling."

"Uh... I don't have anything on my lower body, so I have nothing to compensate the Second Young Master."

Jingxi took a sip of wine with a look of disgust on his face, grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth and said, "Why did I just lead you two out? I don't want anything, just half a month's leave."

"I don't understand what I'm saying. Second Young Master can rest on his own if he wants. I'm not qualified to control Second Young Master."

Liu Huangying chirped without saying a word, while Jingxi didn't look at Mu Sheng and drank from the wine bowl.

Mu Sheng felt that he did not say anything wrong. It was obvious that Jingxi's expression was slightly unhappy, so he raised his hands and said, "But what did I say wrong? Please tell me frankly, Second Young Master."

Jingxi twisted the peanut kernels in his hands and looked at them. He seemed to ask casually: "Ink-eater, what do you think the relationship between us is?"

This question made Mu Sheng frown. He put down his chopsticks and fumbled with his fingers on the rim of the cup.

"Pang Dun and I are the Second Young Master's subordinates."

Hearing this, Jingxi nodded, crushed the peanuts in his hand, looked at Liu Huangying and said, "What do you think?"

"Hehe, according to the seniority of the Liu family, I have to call you grandpa."

"anything else?"

The cloth tent stall was crowded with people, most of whom brought food home to eat when there were no empty tables. At this time, Liu Huangying picked up the wine glass, her fat eyes that were almost invisible opened and smiled, "I'm still Mr. Jing's friend."

The corner of Jingxi's lips curled up, he picked up the wine glasses and clinked them with a smile: "That's right. Since I came to Jiangnan, I have seen all your hard work. As a friend, how can I not consider your feelings and stay alone?" To have fun alone?”

"Second Young Master..." Mu Sheng's face turned a little rosy, and he picked up the wine glass mid-sentence, "I will punish myself with three drinks."

"Hey, ok, you'd better hold on to your drinking capacity, don't lose sight of me how to subdue Chef Li."

"Master Jing, what are you going to do?"

Jingxi laughed twice, then slammed the table and shouted: "Boy, what's wrong with your grilled fish? I order it every time I come here, and it makes me sick every time!"

The waiter put a white towel on his shoulders, put down the kettle and ran over. He held it with one hand and whispered: "Hey, young master, please be patient and don't shout. My eldest sister will hear you." No, is the fish not fresh? I’ll give you another one.”

Jingxi knocked the waiter's hand off with his chopsticks, then inserted it into the grilled fish and threw it to the ground.

"Oh~ Master, this is impossible. My eldest sister hates it the most when her food falls on the ground. If she sees it, she will..."

The waiter rolled his eyes and glanced at Jingxi, only to see Jingxi slam the table and raise his voice an octave: "What's the matter? I've been here at least twenty times, how could I not order this grilled dish?" Fish, have you ever seen me use my second chopsticks when you were clearing the table?"

The waiter clasped his hands together and begged: "Master, please be quiet. All the food and meat are picked out by the eldest sister herself from the vegetable market early in the morning. There is no way they are not fresh."

“Who said this fish is not fresh? It’s because it’s not delicious!”

"Ah?" The waiter straightened up, his face was stunned, he turned sideways and his eyes floated upward, "Young Master, are you kidding me?"

"Hey, don't you understand?" Jingxi stood up and stomped on the grilled fish on the ground. The cloth tent stall was not a big place, but his commotion attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a diner and his companion muttering in a low voice: "Did you see it? Most likely, they came here to cause trouble on purpose. They said the food cooked by Sister Li is not delicious. Don't be joking."

"I think so, but this guy is in bad luck. Last time, someone had drunken sex and overturned a table of food, but Sister Li chased her for two blocks with a kitchen knife. He will probably have to finish it today."

The waiter was so frightened by Jing Xi's actions that he suddenly heard a clear oriole-like voice coming from the kitchen: "I heard a noise in the kitchen, who is making trouble?"

The curtain in the kitchen was opened by a fire stick, and a woman wearing a turban and apron poked her head out. Her appearance was burnt by smoke and she was dressed in rough clothes, which made her look unremarkable. Bright.

But even so, we can still get a glimpse of the foundation of her beauty, especially those two lumps of fat on her chest, which add up to three kilograms?

She glanced around with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The waiter quickly blocked Jingxi with his body, but the fish head had already been stepped on by Jingxi and flew out. She saw it at a glance.

She was speechless and turned around to walk back to the kitchen. At this time, the diners who had settled down for dinner paid and ran outside one after another. Jingxi didn't know why and was about to speak when he saw Chef Li holding two large kitchen knives for chopping bones. He rushed out and slashed at Jing Xi without saying a word.

Jingxi turned around to dodge, but unfortunately one of the tables was shattered into pieces, while Mu Sheng, Liu Huangying and others were sitting there dumbfounded.

"You! You ruined my table again!"

"Hey~ What you said was that you took the knife to chop it up yourself. How come it's not mine?"

Li Min rubbed the two kitchen knives in his hands against each other, and sparks suddenly flew out.

"I'll pay with your life for this dish! I'll pay for this fish with your friend's life!"