"Tuk tuk tuk..."
There was a knock on the door outside. Chen Xing wiped his eyes, covered the bruise on his forehead with his hair, stood up and opened the door.
There was an excited big cat standing outside the door. He was obviously stunned when he saw Chen Xing, but he didn't ask anything and directly told him the information about Feilong Ranch that he had collected these days.
The ranch is run by the "Sheep Group", one of the six war groups, and specializes in domesticating a subspecies of the abyssal flying dragon, commonly known as the "green-skinned flying dragon". The ranch has been operating for more than thirty years. The owner of the ranch is also the leader of the regiment. It is said that his term of service has expired and he voluntarily stayed here to live.
In addition to supplying a small amount of their flying dragons to the mainland, they are mainly sold to other continents. The buyers are usually powerful nobles who keep them as pets.
However, it seems that they do not operate externally, and you must have some connections to purchase. Some people say that Zhao Sixi from Arakawa Lodge and Jiang Baixiao, the rancher, are good friends and can be introduced to each other.
Chen Xing thought for a while and decided to postpone the matter until spring. On the one hand, District 6 and District 27 are at opposite ends of the mainland, thousands of kilometers apart, and it is winter again, which was very difficult in the past; on the other hand, they have no relevant breeding experience, and they may not be able to raise them back in winter. live.
"Captain, this is the arrangement for the harvest night. Please enjoy it."
While the two were chatting, Guihu, who was in charge of the New Year's Eve dinner, came over with a list and forms.
There are two New Year's Eve dinners, one on New Year's Eve and the second at noon on New Year's Eve. Chen Xing's favorite thing is to carry out sneak attacks while others are rejoicing, so he always pays attention to patrolling the camp. He didn't want to fall back on his usual tricks. That would really mean that the old master fell into a pit and spent his whole life playing with hawks and was eventually pecked out by an eagle.
22 barrels of 50L ale, 25 bottles of 375ml manor red wine, 80Kg of frozen mutton, 38Kg of frozen beef, 120 1350g bags of edible chicken, 70Kg of orchids, 65Kg of potatoes, 32Kg of noodles, 200 pieces of 200g toast...
Chen Xing looked at it briefly and then handed it back to Guihu and asked her to take care of it. The big cat just came back from outside and followed him back.
"Why does the leader seem like..."
Not far from the door, the ghost fox hesitated.
"Maybe he's homesick." The big cat guessed.
"I didn't expect that our leader is still a sentimental person." Ghost Fox said with a smile.
"It's best not to let him hear this." The big cat said with a serious face. In a mercenary group, the leader must be strong. Once you show your vulnerable side, you will be questioned and even scorned.
"Don't worry, I haven't lived enough yet." The ghost fox pressed the big cat's shoulder and staggered out of the cave.
A few days later, it was finally the eve of the Harvest Festival.
Under the starry sky, on the top of the snow-covered mountain, clusters of torches were inserted between the cracks in the rocks. The flames were burning in the faint wind, and the orange-red firelight reflected the pure white snow, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
From time to time, laughter and shouts came from the wind. Chen Xing sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the two bonfires in the distance. One is located on the top of the mountain to the north, and the other is located on the top of the southwest mountain. You can vaguely see the figures forming a circle around the bonfire.
That was the second battalion led by Ghost Fox and the third battalion led by Cassie. Perhaps it had something to do with the commander's personality, but the noise at the third camp was the loudest and the atmosphere was the most lively.
Wu Jinjian's first camp is located in the southeast. At this moment, there is no light and silence. They have to wait until tomorrow to celebrate the festival, and tonight they have to stand guard to prevent the invasion of outsiders.
Chen Xing also held a dinner here, but the number of people was small, making it seem a bit deserted in comparison.
There was a shelf next to him, and an iron pot hung on the shelf. Firewood was burning under the pot, and mutton was stewed in it, making steam rise. The flavors of fennel and mutton slowly spread out, and it smelled warm.
On the other side, an earthy-colored earthen jar had its lid opened and was placed on a kerosene lamp to heat. A faint smell of alcohol overflowed from the spout.
"The wine is hot, let's have a drink."
Da Mao filled half a glass of wine with a military cup and handed it to Chen Xing.
Chen Xing took the wine, clinked the glasses with Da Mao, put them to his mouth, blew air, and took a sip. The wine is too hot, so I can't drink it in big sips. I can only sip it in small sips. As the hot wine is consumed, the warm wine smell melts in the stomach, and the whole body feels warm.
This wine was bought by Chen Xing for Nova. It is one of the specialties of the Eastern Continent and is called "Huadiao". It is considered a small privilege for him.
The supply of items in the safe house is allocated by Nova according to market demand. Occasionally purchasing goods with low sales volume is within the normal range and will not arouse suspicion.
"This wine is so delicious!" Big Cat suddenly exclaimed, and then showed a puzzled expression, "I remember drinking it when I was a child, but I can't remember clearly."
"If you like drinking, we can drink it every day from now on." Chen Xing patted the big cat on the shoulder and said proudly. He has never been stingy with his true brothers.
In this world, the person who has been with him the longest is the tall and strong fat man in front of him. During their more than ten years of mercenary career, they sat side by side countless times in the sparsely populated wilderness, staring blankly at the moon from rising to setting.
Chen Xing has always believed that a true friend is not someone who plays and goes crazy together, but someone who can sit next to him without saying a word for a whole day.
As long as the other person is sitting there, you can feel at ease and feel that you are not alone in this cruel world.
The big cat didn't speak, but quietly looked at the bonfire on the mountain in the distance, sipping the wine one by one, as if thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly turned his head and said in an uncertain tone:
"I always feel..."
"We seem to know each other. You know, it feels like we were brothers in our previous life."
Hearing Big Mao's words, Chen Xing's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the identity of the reborn person had been discovered!
No, it's impossible...
He quickly rejected this idea because the big cat had not behaved abnormally since he first met him.
He couldn't help but think of the legend of "Meng Po Soup". Maybe everyone in the world was reborn, but he was the only one who didn't drink Meng Po soup and didn't lose the memory of his previous life.
"Why?" Chen Xing asked calmly.
He was not worried that the other party would be disadvantageous to him. The big cat was his life-and-death brother and there was no issue of trust. It was just that this kind of thing was so unbelievable that he subconsciously didn't want anyone to know.
"No reason..." Big Cat shook his head and said, "It's just a feeling, very familiar, like we have known each other for many years..."
"Well..." Chen Xing pondered for a while and suddenly figured it out.
The reason why the big cat feels familiar is because he is familiar with the big cat. The feeling between people is mutual, because he understands the big cat, so what he does and says is in line with the big cat's consistent guidelines, so he feels like he has been acquainted with each other.
After thinking about the problem, I felt relieved. Chen Xing smiled lightly and said, "Maybe we were really brothers in our last life."
"Hmm..." The big cat nodded thoughtfully.
"Come, let's drink." Chen Xing picked up the marching cup and clinked it with the big cat, "Regardless of this life and the past, we are all good brothers!"
"Yeah!" The big cat nodded vigorously and drank the gradually warming wine in one gulp.
