The third update! I will make up for the recommended tickets of more than 4,000 tickets on Friday!

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Solo was stunned. Not only him, but even Zhang Liao was shocked when he heard what Guo Jia said.

Zhang Liao felt a fever in his heart. He never thought that flying alone would not only be good, but also look far and think further.

Those who conquer and surrender will not be forgiven!

This sentence was originally an Iron Order in Cao's Camp Army, and it was also set up by Cao Cao himself. Just because of this military order, when the Cao army conquered Xuzhou, it slaughtered tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians. In fact, it was not only Cao's army, but many warlords silently implemented this unwritten military rule when they were fighting for power in troubled times.

Cold-blooded, but effective.

Effective and cruel.

He was solo to avoid it, but he didn't want Guo Jia and Zhang Liao to underestimate it, so he casually discussed the situation in Yecheng. He still implemented his principles for this era.

Unfamiliarity brings familiarity, familiarity brings gaps.

When he killed Boss Yin with his own hands, he did not feel happy. He had seen too much war, but he always liked peace. When he mentioned Yecheng, he thought of countless soldiers and civilians wailing in it, and his blood was pouring on.

It's good to say something.

But he never expected that Guo Jia would say that the important task of saving the people of Yecheng was on him. Where did he start?

Zhang Liao knew that Guo Jia was slutty, but he had never heard of the words before, so he was stunned and said, "Sir Jijiu...this sentence..."

"This matter not only depends on solo, but also on Wenyuan." Guo Jia smiled slightly, and before he could say anything, he heard someone say coldly: "Has Guo Jijiu been drunk? Only Sikong can decide on the matter in Yecheng. When will it be a surrendered general and a slave to speak? Don't talk to them, I'm afraid that even Guo Jijiu may not be able to speak!"

As soon as Guo Jia listened to his voice, he raised his long and delicate eyebrows, put down the wine bowl, and bowed his hands on the chair and smiled: "General Xiahou is so leisurely, can we share the same pot?"

Zhang Liao had already grown up and said, "General Xiahou."

He flew up and looked up, and saw a man standing in the autumn sun, with a huge figure coming over him, covering him with a strong spirit.

There are only two generals like Guo Jia and Zhang Liao, now - Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Dun.

It's Xiahou Yuan!

He made this point with a glance, just because the man's eyes were like a lamp immediately, obviously not blind, and Xiahou Dun was blind.

He elicited the other party's identity for a moment, immediately stood up and bowed, but did not say hello.

Why did Xiahou Yuan come here? Is it because of Xiahou Heng? Although these parents are so majestic outside, if their children have troubles, how can parents not care about them?

He has been solo that Xiahou Heng has been so breathless recently. How could Xiahou Yuan feel happy to see him? He feels that he has offended the second generation of officials recently, but that is a forced force. If he doesn't commit suicide, it would be better for this kind of power class to do whatever he wants.

Flying alone there, she was worried about something, but Xiahou Yuan didn't even look at him, but just glanced at Zhang Liao, then looked at Guo Jia and said, "Guo Jijiu is really so elegant. You are the military advisor of Lord Sikong. Now you are drinking and having fun openly on the street. What's the point?"

Guo Jia smiled and said, "General Xiahou's words are bad. The ancients said that food and sex are all right. No matter how busy they are, they still have to eat. They just drink alcohol, but they are unfair to make fun. Fengxiao was still talking about military affairs with General Zhang while eating, and finally they lived up to Sikong's entrusted."

Xiahou Yuan looked at the shredded meat in his teeth and said, "When Guo Ji was drinking, he arranged the results of Yecheng clearly. I wonder if Cao Sikong Ruozhi felt that he was entrusted with someone?"

Guo Jia smiled and said, "General Xiahou is loyal to Lord Sikong, it is self-evident. I just don't know if General Xiahou came to this food street to fight or eat?"

Xiahou Yuan was stunned.

Guo Jia smiled and said, "If you are fighting, Feng Xiao really dare not interfere, but if you eat, the latest hot pot here will be awesome. If General Xiahou is willing to give his face, Feng Xiao will invite this meal."

He felt very heartbroken when he spoke, and he always seemed to be eating for nothing and rarely hired people.

Xiahou Yuan was unhappy and said coldly: "I dare not let Guo Jijiu spend money. I have heard that Guo Jijiu is unrestrained. I still don't believe it. See you today..."

Before he could continue talking, he heard a man laughing loudly, "I saw you today, it turns out that it is even more wonderful than Miaocai."

Xiahou Yuan raised his eyebrows, his name was Miaocai. He heard that the person was joking, obviously he didn't take him seriously, so how could he not be angry, but when he heard the sound like a bell, he immediately knew who the person was.

Except for a few people in Xu Ducheng, I'm afraid no one dared to be so presumptuous to him.

The person coming was Cao Hong.

Cao Hong actually came with Cao Fu. Seeing Xiahou Yuan coming, he laughed and said, "Why does Miaocai look even more popular than this hot pot today? Should I use food here to make the fire?"

Xiahou Yuan snorted coldly.

Cao Hong jumped off his horse, strode to Guo Jia, and grabbed his hand and said, "Guo Jijiu came here to drink, really gives me a face. Even if I want to invite Miaocai, I should invite me."

Well, this kid saved another meal.

Solo was impressed by Guo Jia's ability to eat and drink. When Cao Hong turned to Zhang Liao, he smiled and said, "General Zhang, I have few interactions with you on weekdays. I don't expect you to come for the delicious food in the Cao family restaurant today. Later..." He walked over and patted Zhang Liao's shoulder. Cao Hong smiled and said, "You can come here for dinner in the future, I will give you more buns."

Zhang Liao's face seemed to be like a bun. I didn't expect Cao Hong to be so intimate with him, but it would be difficult to see Xiahou Yuan's face again.

Cao Hong felt happy.

He heard that Cao Fu lost the medicine hall and couldn't get out in one breath. All his life was like this - he didn't steam buns and fight for the breath. He fought with the Xiahou family for many years openly and secretly, and relied on a group of brothers surnamed Cao, and had a slight advantage.

But I am a heroic son, a bastard. The so-called tiger father has no dog son is a lie. The tiger father has a greater chance of giving birth to a dog son. Cao Fu was born with a naughty name, and was always suppressed by Xiahou Heng, not to mention Xun Yun and Xun Qi. Not to mention Xun You.

That is one in heaven and one in the eighteen levels of hell.

Cao Hong was always worried about this, otherwise he would not have listened to the solo and gave Cao Fu a chance.

No matter how angry I am, I will still look forward to it when my son is going to work hard.

Cao Fu can't do it, but this kid is not bad at flying solo. I believe that kid once, and I can't watch his son be compared.

Sure enough, Cao Hong secretly observed the restaurant for many days. Seeing that diners had passed one day more, his heart was filled with joy. He turned to Cao Fu, and Cao Hong smiled and said, "Son, I heard that you have another chain."

He didn't know any chain, but he always felt that Cao Fu had been alone for a few days and his words seemed much higher-end. As a chain, he locked this street in the Cao family's warehouse, which was so bold.

Cao Fu had to fly solo and shouted: "Dad, yes. Diners are just cake sellers... We must grasp the taste of diners and strive to be the best."

Why do diners sell cakes?

Cao Hong wanted to ask questions, but he felt that his knowledge was not as good as his son. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Well, diners are cake sellers, and they must be tightly glued around my Cao family restaurant." Looking at Xiahou Yuan with a cold face, Cao Hong seemed to find that he had not left yet, and pretended to be polite: "If Miaocai likes it, why would you better go upstairs with me to have a meal? By the way, what are your opinions about Lang Boquan?"

Xiahou Yuan looked like he could slash Cao Hong with a knife, and suddenly he sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Cao Zilian, do you think you might win?"

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Chapter completed!