After the discussion was over, Zhao Chen originally wanted to go back to his den and have a good sleep, and then study the delicacies of this era.
Although it is an era where heroes are rising together and ingenuity is rampant, due to low productivity, many people still retain the habit of eating two meals a day. Only some wealthy people have entered the three-meal-a-day model. This is also a change in living standards. Improved, the profile also reflects the identity.
Zhao Chen couldn't adapt to this habit. In the 21st century, let alone three meals a day, adding a barbecue supper in the evening was also a routine practice.
Fortunately, the corresponding vegetables and meats in this era are relatively abundant, but stir-frying with less oil makes the soup clear and watery, so Zhao Chen wondered if he could study this aspect.
But as soon as he took a step, he hesitated.
Now there are two beautiful women in the family. They are really close if they say they are close. After all, he saved them twice, but they have nothing to do with them if they are alienated.
With two women wandering around the house, any man would not be able to help but look at them a few more times. Moreover, Zhao Chen is still a young man with a strong heart and is not a saint, so how can he sit still and remain calm.
It's not his wife, so it's not good to be stunned and disrespectful. The key is the relationship between two people or mother and daughter, Zhao Chen dare not imagine further.
"Shouldn't I allow them to come to my house?"
Zhao Chen regretted it now.
Thinking of this, he turned and walked towards Zhang Fei's camp to see if there was any improvement in the soldiers' equipment.
I have to say that Zhang Fei is a rough man, but he does have a way of running an army. The entire military camp has a reasonable layout, both offensive and defensive capabilities, and the personnel are coordinated and orderly, showing the style of a generation of generals.
When the sentry at the gate of the camp saw Zhao Chen walking in, he ran towards Zhang Fei's main camp.
After a while, Zhang Fei came out with a smile on his face.
"Commander, hey, why do you come to my Lao Zhang's camp when you have time?"
"Yide is indeed an expert in commanding the army. This military camp and this arrangement are in place!"
Zhao Chen gave Zhang Fei a thumbs up.
Zhang Fei was not modest, and boasted to himself: "That is a military advisor. If nothing else, I, Lao Zhang, am absolutely first-rate in fighting."
"Then take me for a walk?"
"okay!"
The two of them walked and watched, and Zhang Fei was also willing to introduce Zhao Chen.
Everyone has maintained strict military discipline along the way, and even those personnel recruited from Yuan Shujun have been included in the training, and they gradually look like Liu Beijun.
Zhao Chen looked around and saw that there was nothing wrong with the physical training, and the formation training was also remarkable. The only drawback was that the soldiers' equipment was all leather armor, which was effective in ordinary fights, but in At best, Under the Sword is better than Clothes, but it still needs improvement.
There is also a particularly important small device that can greatly improve the comfort and riding skills of the cavalry, and that is the stirrups.
Forming a heavy armored force requires a large amount of materials, and many blacksmiths and blacksmith shops are required to keep up with it. It cannot be solved in an instant. Just like Gao Shun's trapped camp, Chen Dao's white soldiers, and Cao Cao's tiger and leopard cavalry, all have a large amount of materials. Pile it out. But the stirrups can be used, and all the cavalry should be ready in half a month.
Zhao Chen smiled and said to Zhang Fei: "What Yide is best at is probably cavalry raids, right? In the last battle, a hundred cavalry attacked at night, and no damage was done. It has probably become a classic achievement and will be recorded in history."
Zhang Fei was already ecstatic with Zhao Chen's compliments.
"That's right, I, Lao Zhang, am an expert on horseback riding."
"Then what is the most important thing about cavalry? Does Yide know?"
"Of course it's riding skills. Without good riding skills, no matter how good the other skills are, it's useless."
Zhao Chen nodded and said, "Yide is right. I have a small thing in my hand that can greatly improve the cavalry's riding skills overnight and become the most powerful cavalry in China. Is Yide interested?"
Upon hearing Zhao Chen's dazzling description, Zhang Fei suddenly became interested: "Military advisor, what kind of little thing is so powerful?"
He never doubted whether Zhao Chen was bragging, and he already acquiesced in his heart that what Zhao Chen said would definitely come true.
Zhao Chen smiled and said: "Give me paper and pen, I will draw it, and Yide can find someone to make it."
Zhang Fei immediately made a gesture of invitation.
The two returned to the camp, and Zhao Chen drew a pedal according to the impression he had, noting the key points of production, material requirements, installation location, and usage methods, and handed it to Zhang Fei.
"Stirrings? Military advisor, can this improve your riding skills?"
Zhang Fei was a little confused until he saw the drawings.
Zhao Chen explained: "Yide just follow the instructions, I guarantee that the cavalry riding skills will be greatly improved, and the archery will be very stable right away."
The key is that he can feel more comfortable riding a horse. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, it was not considered marching and fighting if he did not ride a horse.
Zhang Fei responded, handed it over to his subordinates, and gave a few instructions.
"Get ready and notify the military advisor as soon as possible!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Chen nodded with satisfaction, and then left Zhang Fei's military camp.
It's time to go home, you have to go back.
There were more shops on the road than in the morning, and there was a jewelry store that attracted Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen thought for a moment, then bought a small hairpin and a small veil, and then headed home with expectations and worries.
As soon as he entered the house, a familiar and pleasant voice came from the house.
"The military advisor is back?"
Zhao Chen greeted the sound and saw Bu Lianshi running all the way from the lobby and jumping up to him with a smile on his face.
"Thank you for your hard work, military advisor. Go wash your face and hands."
Without allowing Zhao Chen to argue, Trainer Bu led Zhao Chen all the way to the pool beside the west wing, gave him a basin of water, and placed it in front of Zhao Chen.
The water was a little full, and after a few sloshes it splashed out and wet the clothes on Trainer Bu's chest.
Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather in Jiangnan is still warm, so people usually wear two thin shirts, and Bu Lianshi is no exception.
As soon as the thin shirt came into contact with water, it became translucent and stuck to Master Bu's chest, revealing the slightly raised breasts and the plain-lined bellyband, which made Zhao Chen stunned.
Trainer Bu didn't notice the strange look in Zhao Chen's eyes. He twisted the towel and gave it to Zhao Chen to wipe his face, and then pulled Zhao Chen's hand into the basin to wash his hands.
With such a pull, Zhao Chen's face got closer to Trainer Bu's chest, making Zhao Chen not sure where to put his eyes.
Zhao Chen quickly broke away from Trainer Bu's hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I will do it myself. We are not a master-servant relationship."
Zhao Chen might have bleeding from his nostrils as he continued to wash.
He hurriedly washed his hands, turned around and reminded: "Miss Bu, your clothes are wet, go and change them."
Only then did Master Bu notice the vagueness on his chest, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.
"The military advisor laughed at me."
She wasn't in a hurry to change it, and didn't seem to mind Zhao Chen's gaze.
"Military advisor, just call me Junior Master."
"Oh, then you should call me Houde, otherwise I will look unfamiliar."
The two exchanged a few words, and Zhao Chen walked towards the study, while Trainer Bu went back and changed his clothes.
In the study, Wanshi has sorted everything out.
Zhao Chen was surprised to find that the pen, inkstone, bamboo slips were placed in a position that was very convenient for him.
I have to say that after having Bu Lianshi and Wanshi in the house, everything became more orderly, items were in their corresponding places, and I had something to rely on for my living habits and daily routine. This house indeed felt more like home.
Wanshi was more steady. When she saw Zhao Chen, she just gave a standard salute and brought him a cup of tea.
"Military advisor, this is the tea sent by Master Jian."
Zhao Chen nodded and took a sip.
"Xianhe indeed has good tea hidden away, but the taste needs to be improved."
Trainer Bu changed his clothes and walked into the study.
Zhao Chen remembered what he had bought, so he asked the two of them to sit down, handed the hairpin to Bu Lianshi, and handed the veil to Wanshi.
"I saw it on the road. It looked pretty, so I brought it along."
Trainer Bu was as happy as a little girl who got candy, constantly changing matching poses.
Wanshi saluted Zhao Chen again and thanked him for his love.
In fact, in Zhao Chen's eyes, the fifteen-year-old Bu Lianshi was still too young. In his era, Bu Lianshi was probably still in the third grade of junior high school. Although he fell in love at first sight, he did not dare to have any wrong thoughts. Thirty-one-year-old Wanshi has no wrinkles on her face. She doesn't look like a mother at all, but more like a mature girl.
Seeing the two women looking very happy, Zhao Chen smiled knowingly.
It feels so good!
