Thirty miles northeast of Nanyang Fucheng, there is Xiaotang Mountain.
There is a river called Fenxi at the foot of the mountain, which flows around the mountain.
The Tangshan Army was stationed south of Tangshan and north of Fenxi.
On the official road, more than a dozen ox carts pulling heavy goods slowly moved towards Xiaotang Mountain.
Chen Mu was sitting on the right side of an ox cart. The cart behind him was filled with bamboo baskets filled with various seasonal vegetables, oil, salt and condiments.
The journey was smooth, even if the ox cart was slow, the convoy arrived at the Tangshan Army garrison before morning.
"Dawang, don't run around when you enter the camp, just keep your head down and work."
"Although we are a civilian camp, the rules are still quite strict."
"If you violate military law, I can't protect you." Sun Enqi said seriously.
"I understand, Seventh Uncle." Chen Mu lowered his head slightly, pretending not to dare to look directly at the other person, and responded dully.
Sun Enqi nodded with satisfaction and looked his nephew up and down. He couldn't help but laugh at himself and shook his head: "It's really unfounded."
"My nephew is an honest man at first sight, how could he get into trouble?"
The expression on his face softened, and he patted Chen Mu on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you to register and settle in, otherwise I won't be able to make you an iron bracelet."
"Iron bracelet?" Chen Mu didn't know why.
"Hey, that's it." Sun Enqi raised his left hand.
Chen Mu looked over and saw a dark iron ring one finger wide being put on the opponent's wrist.
"Our ID number is engraved on it. Without this thing, we can't get paid."
Chen Mu suddenly understood.
"Probably the identification tag in the military camp."
"When you are alive, you can be paid according to your name; when you are dead, you can erect monuments and bury people."
Chen Mu pretended to understand but nodded honestly.
He is now an honest child in the valley. He doesn't understand, but he doesn't dare to ask.
The two walked into the station and looked around, seeing densely packed gray and white tents.
"Uncle Qi, where is the Tangshan Army?" Chen Mu asked curiously.
Sun Enqi smiled and shook his head: "The Tangshan Army is not here, they are on the mountainside."
Here...are they all civilians? So many people?
But... what a wonderful people! Convenient to hide.
…
Two days later.
In an open area next to Fen River, Dingyouying Huotou Army is stationed.
Duoduoduo...
A series of heavy sounds of knives cutting into wooden pillars were heard.
Chen Mu held a thick-backed kitchen knife. He raised the knife and lowered it. The root vegetables on the wooden pillar were quickly cut into walnut-sized pieces.
With Sun Enqi's care, Chen Mu successfully integrated into Ding Youying's Fire Army and became a vegetable cutter.
Glancing at the tired, fat man next to him who was sweating profusely, Chen Mu quietly adjusted his muscles and let sweat form on his face and forehead.
"You can't stand out from the crowd."
Observing the other party's cutting speed, Chen Mu adjusted slightly.
Try to maintain the speed of cutting two for the opponent and one and a half for yourself.
"Perfect."
Now he needs to lurk quietly, must not be conspicuous, and must be a qualified vegetable cutter.
"It's no problem now."
After setting a rhythm for chopping vegetables, Chen Mu focused on his breathing.
The fifth-level cloud mirage training technique has 360 changes in the breathing method. If you make a slight mistake, you will have to start over.
"Luckily I have the proficiency."
He has been able to get into a breathing rhythm quickly.
In my mind, in the fog, the stars began to flicker, change, and grow.
Chen Mu quickly became immersed in it.
The movement of the hand remains unchanged, the mechanical hand lifts the knife and drops it, the hand lifts the knife and drops it, the hand lifts the knife and falls...
…
The short and fat man next to him was named Zheng Yuan. As his name suggests, he had a round face, round legs and round belly. The nimble fingers are as round as carrots.
He is the only vegetable cutter in Dingyouying Huotou Army.
Zheng Yuan glanced at the dull young man beside him and nodded imperceptibly.
The new worker is the chef's nephew and cannot be offended.
He was originally worried that the other party's work would be rough and make him more tired. After two days of observation, I was surprisingly satisfied.
Slower than myself, but not lazy. After three or five days, he will develop strength and become a good partner.
Glancing at the speed at which the other party was chopping vegetables, Zheng Yuan shook his head slightly.
"After all, he's a little slower than me. I might have to help him later."
"Forget it, just help, who is the chef's nephew?"
After a quarter of an hour, Zheng Yuan stopped and moved his arms.
Taking a look at Chen Mu, who was still chopping vegetables, he couldn't help but shake his head: "There are so many vegetables and there is no reasonable rest. It's not okay to be so reckless."
"Rookie, just wait until you suffer."
Two quarters of an hour later, Zheng Yuan stopped moving his wrist again.
There was a steady shivering sound in my ears, and I couldn't help but turn my head in surprise.
"The physical strength is pretty good."
Three quarters of an hour later, Zheng Yuan took a rest.
Duoduoduo...
Five quarters of an hour later, Zheng Yuan bent down and rested again.
Duoduoduo...
Half an hour later, Zheng Yuan was sweating profusely, listening to the steady shivering sound next to him. Even though it felt as if the kitchen knife had weighed twenty kilograms, he did not dare to stop cutting it.
"Work harder, don't let a newcomer compare with you."
With this thought in mind, he turned to look at Xin Ding.
Then he saw the other party's empty bamboo basket.
Zheng Yuan: "..."
Chen Mu also came back to his senses at this time, looking at the bamboo basket with slightly distracted eyes.
"Is it over? Oh."
Noticing the gaze beside him, Chen Mu turned around and saw Zheng Yuan's stunned expression and two large baskets full of vegetables.
"It's over! Alas..."
Isn’t this just revealing?
"Ahem... I used to cut the blocks for the chef who made running water mats in the village. You don't know that it only takes two people to cut the blocks for such a big running water mat." Chen Mu decided to save it.
Zheng Yuan's face was expressionless: "Oh, I used to be a pier cutter in Sihai Tower. You don't know that in such a big Sihai Tower, there are only two pier cutters among three masters."
Chen Mu: "..."
…
The matter was finally resolved perfectly after Chen Mu helped cut a basket of vegetables.
The short and short Zheng Yuan looked at Chen Mu with satisfaction.
He also secretly gave Chen Mu instructions, telling him not to cut so fast and to learn to take reasonable... "rests". It is said to be the untold secret of Sihai Tower.
Chen Mu happily accepted the teachings, learned from others, and then truly integrated into Ding Youying's Fire Army.
…
Two days later, at the gate of Dingyou camp.
A group of people gathered together. Forty or fifty people lined up in a long queue, squirming forward little by little.
Chen Mu lowered his head slightly and mingled among the team with an honest and fearful look.
Today is the day for them to wear iron bracelets together.
The people coming and going around were not surprised, so they just looked at them and walked away.
"Or is it written now?" Chen Mu stared at the tent at the front in surprise.
A long table was set up there.
There were two people sitting behind the table, an old man with a goatee checking the books, and a middle-aged man in gray clothes wearing an iron bracelet.
There is a bronze box next to the middle-aged man, and the other person takes out an iron ring from it from time to time.
Use a writing brush to write twice on the inside of the iron ring, and then put it on someone.
"Special potion corrosion?" Chen Mu understood.
He thought it was hard-carved just now.
"At this point, Sun Dawang's identity as a citizen has been successfully disguised." Chen Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He pretended to sneak in, but there were many risks.
"Being able to wear the iron bracelet means that the identity verification has been passed."
Now it's good. Not only can he follow the army northward and wait for the opportunity to obtain the Thousand Machine Order, but he can also avoid being controlled by the Tangshan Army.
"Turning people into mummies, tsk tsk..." The methods of these natives are really terrifying.
"I'm afraid it's not a special magic weapon." Chen Mu remembered Kuituo's description.
"It's better to be a civilian husband."
"Those big shots who have their eyes high above their heads don't care about the status of civilian husbands."
Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged man took care of an iron ring. He took the left hand of the man at the table and put it on him.
Inadvertently, a tiny black line flashed out from the bracelet. If Chen Mu hadn't practiced and transformed it seven times, he wouldn't have been able to see it clearly.
Then he just watched helplessly as the black thread swished into Minfu's arm.
Chen Mu: "..."
"grass!"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There is one more chapter, it’s probably quite late, friends, don’t wait, let’s read it tomorrow.
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