The daily life of the bandits in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 60 The Charm of Camouflage

"Also." She leaned her head against Chu Yang's chest, and said shyly, "You are so good at washing glasses and rinsing dishes, you will do these things for me in the future."

"Okay, I will do all these things for you in the future." Chu Yang replied thoughtfully.

Changsun Wugou lightly pinched Chu Yang's waist with his hand: "Do you understand?"

"Understood." He nodded, feeling something was wrong.

"And... woo..."

The eldest grandson Wugou still wanted to make a request, but was suddenly kissed by Chu Yang.

The shadow of the two kissing is reflected on the wall, like a shadow play, fascinating.

If there is any good shadow puppet show, it must be Zhuge Liang's capture of Meng Huo.

Chu Yang let go of his eldest grandson Wugou, and looked at her affectionately.

"Ma'am, are the fruits at home ripe?"

"Family, Mr., it's time for you to go back to your room and sleep." She gave Chu Yang a white look, showing her charm.

Chu Yang leaned closer to her ear: "I'll sleep after eating the fruit."

Immediately, he hugged his eldest grandson Wugou by the waist...

The singing of the gramophone kept repeating.

Night Shanghai Night Shanghai
you are a city that never sleeps
The candlelight on the dining table suddenly flickered and jumped, and the mattress sank, and then gradually recovered.

A few shoes and some clothes were scattered on the wooden floor.

The red candle on the crescent lamp slowly condenses into wax hanging.

When the flame melts the solid wax, the water-like liquid wax flows down the wall of the red candle to form a wax hanger, and finally flows out of the wax seat plate, dripping on the striped cloth of the dining table to form wax spots.

At this time, Qiu Yun sneaked out of Lizhi's room and came to the door of Changsun Wugou's room.

She rolled her black eyes, turned sideways, put her hands on the door, and slowly put her ears on it.

Blinking eyelashes.

What is singing? ?

She adjusted her face so that her ears were closer to the door.

Or singing? ?
She quickly took out her black-and-white screen phone and started editing: "Sister, is your husband back? Why didn't you see it?"

Dingling!

On the bedside table in the room, the screen of Changsun Wugou's cell phone lit up.

She let go of her jade hand covering her mouth, reached for the phone, and wanted to turn it off, but even if she fully straightened her white arm and kept moving her fingers, she still couldn't reach it.

Because she was too anxious, she was sweating profusely, and the beads of sweat gradually gathered in the perfect collarbone fossa.

At this time, she suddenly felt short of breath, and hurriedly withdrew her arm, grabbed the pillow and bit it hard.

Qiu Yun curled her lips in disappointment, went back to the room, and fell asleep with Zheng Guanyin in her arms.

In the early morning, Chu Yang tidied up the table and chairs in the room, fetched water, wiped the dressing table and the floor, and put the dirty clothes, sheets, and pillows into the washing machine.

Why did Chu Yang become so diligent?

No one knows.

After everything was done, he glanced at the unconscious eldest grandson Wugou, fed her a quick healing pill, shook his head, and left the room with a smile on his face.

The warehouse of Mingyue Village is just behind the Mingyue Inn. There are 5 warehouses here, and there is also a spare warehouse, which is mainly used to store grain.

Now the rice has not been confiscated, and No. 4 and No. 5 warehouses are empty.The spare warehouse has never been used, a lot of dust.

In warehouse No. 5, many supplies are now neatly placed.

Looking at these materials, Chu Yang felt mixed feelings. The materials provided by the system were not complete. It was not realistic for him to train 1500 people by himself, and 2 sets of camouflage uniforms were not enough, and they had to be changed.

These things can only be perfected by himself.

In the end, I bought three all-round instructors in the system supermarket, and spent 600 million blowing coins. I also bought summer dresses, uniforms, training uniforms, military rank marks, walkie-talkies with headsets, etc., and spent another 400 million.

The money given by the system has been spent, and he still has more than 10 in his hand.

Regarding the purchase of an all-round instructor, Chu Yang felt very distressed at the money spent.

But without spending this money, it is impossible to train 30 soldiers in 1500 days.

It's definitely worth the money. In this world, you can't find such a professional person at all.

With the palm of Chu Yang facing the open space, he swung to the right. First six military boots appeared on the ground, and then from bottom to top, three complete men gradually appeared, all wearing yellow, green, brown, and black special combat camouflage uniforms. The facial features under the helmet are sharp-edged and sharp-eyed.

Snapped!a salute.

"Hello, head." The three saluted Chu Yang.

"Hello, brothers." Chu Yang saluted.

"Do you have names?"

"Leader, please name me." The three answered in unison.

What is the name?
It is very nerve-wracking to choose a name for Zheng'er Bajing.

Got it!

"You, Black Tiger."

"You, Leopard."

"You, Grizzly"

"What do you think?" Chu Yang stood in front of the three of them, asking for their opinions.

"Listen to the leader." He replied blankly.

Chu Yang looked at the three of them and shook his head, it was too boring.

Then, he went to the place where the camouflage uniforms were kept, found the XXL size, opened the packing box, took out a set to wear on his body, put on boots, and put on a helmet.

The full set of special warfare camouflage showed Chu Yang's fortitude to the extreme.

Looking at his outfit, it can be regarded as making up for the regrets of his previous life.

"You wait for me here, I will find someone to deliver the supplies."

"Yes."

Chu Yang was speechless. There was no need to be so serious at this time. He left the warehouse and came to Dayuanba.

By this time the sky was already very bright.

"Qin Gui." Chu Yang shouted.

"Here we come." Qin Gui replied and ran down from Mingyue Pavilion.

"Oh, village master, your clothes are so powerful and domineering." Qin Gui circled Chu Yang twice.

Chu Yang spread his hands: "How about it, it looks good."

"Looks good, village master, you can give me a set too."

"That's no good, this is a military uniform, that's enough, hurry up and arrange thirty carriages, and come with me to pull supplies." Chu Yang smiled, it felt really good.

"Okay, village master." Qin Gui replied with a smile on his face.

Although Chu Yang didn't give him a military uniform, he didn't really want to, it was just flattering Chu Yang. He dressed nicely in his life, but it was hot and covered so tightly.

As soon as Qin Gui left, Mangwazi came over with a bowl of noodles, with the noodles still wrapped in his mouth, and a few sticks fell out of his mouth.

Mangwazi spat out the noodles in his mouth into the bowl: "Village, village owner, what kind of clothes are these?"

He inserted the chopsticks into the bowl at once, and reached out to touch it.

"Don't touch it." Chu Yang stepped aside, "This is my new military uniform. You have picked your nose."

"I haven't picked it yet. I just got up to eat noodles, so I didn't have time." Mang Wazi wiped his nose with the back of his hand, but when he wiped it, there was a lump on the back of his hand.

"Hey, I have it now." After he finished speaking, he wiped it on the bottom of his trousers.

Chu Yang stayed far away from him.

The people of Mingyue Village still have many habits that have not been changed in the past two years. They just say that they pick their noses. These people like to pick when they have nothing to do. Hold one nostril, spray vigorously, and then change the other nostril.

This method can be sprayed on the ground well, but not on the mouth.

In fact, Chu Yang is not a very particular person, but he is much better than the people in Mingyue Village.

Generally speaking, the people in this village have similar habits and personalities.

"Mang boy, hurry back and eat noodles." Chu Yang waved his hand.

"Village Master, I want to be a soldier." Mang Wazi approached Chu Yang with his arms crossed. He was fascinated by Chu Yang's military uniform, mainly because he looked good in it.

　Thanks to Uncle You Xiaotao for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)