As a senior military household, Zhou Bo was well aware of the various rules and tricks in the military camp.
He had deliberately left a spot open for a military slave.
In this way, Xia He would not have to be assigned to the harsh cooking camp like other refugees.
Although it is not possible to get rid of the status of a slave immediately, the chances are obviously greater.
Xia He understood instantly that although he was just a military slave, if he could stay with Zhou Bo, he could get guidance in martial arts in the future. After all, Zhou Bo had been a warrior when he was young.
"This bastard, just because he coveted my body, he actually... He must have been deceived. I'm going to find him now!"
Uncle Zhou had a son in his old age. His son is still unmarried this year, but he has fallen in love with a prostitute in the town.
When Zhou Bo knew about this, he was furious, but he never expected that his son would secretly give the military household quota to that woman.
Xia He, however, was very open-minded about this. He knew very well that Zhou Bo had done his best for him and he felt somewhat grateful in his heart.
Therefore, he followed Zhou Bo out of the room and comforted him: "Zhou Bo, don't worry about this matter. I will go to the cook camp. I believe that with my own efforts, there will always be a way out."
Hearing Xia He's words, Zhou Bo couldn't help but sigh and said, "My child, you don't know that once you enter the cook camp, no one will be able to give you careful guidance."
"You will have to explore your way forward in martial arts in the future. Besides, there are so many complicated affairs there on a daily basis. It's not easy to stand out!"
After saying that, Zhou Bo looked at Xia He with a complicated expression, his eyes full of worry.
The reason he took a fancy to Xia He was naturally because he was able to hunt the giant python alone, which showed that he had a certain talent, so he was attracted by his talent.
But now this idea has gone down the drain.
Military slaves cannot be replaced at will unless they grow old, get sick or die.
“This is the only way!”
"But you don't have to be too discouraged. Even if you work in the kitchen, you will get 5 cents of silver per month, but..."
5 cents of silver, which is 500 coins, is actually quite acceptable.
"Uncle Zhou, are you sure you'll have the opportunity to learn martial arts after joining the kitchen?"
Xia He joined the army to learn martial arts. If this gang leader is unable to learn martial arts, he will have to reconsider.
"Sure! But the instructor is not a martial artist, and will only teach you the basics of martial arts. If you don't make any progress within a month, you will only be a cook for the rest of your life!"
"How can I become a military household?"
Zhou Bo looked surprised. He didn't expect Xia He to be so ambitious.
"If you want to become a military household, you need to cut off three heads of the southern barbarians!"
"Besides that, it's what I told you before, become a warrior before the age of thirty!"
Xia He thought about it.
It shouldn't be difficult.
He couldn't meet the Nanman yet, but he was only in his early twenties. How could he become a warrior in ten years? If he couldn't do it, then he shouldn't do it. After all, he had the skills.
Zhou Bo left with a sigh, and Xia He also officially registered into the cook camp.
He went to the barracks and got a rusty old knife and a book of basic martial arts secrets.
As for armor, that is something only military households are qualified to own.
On the cover of the old, yellowed, thread-bound booklet were written in large letters: "Basic Martial Arts for Soldiers".
Xia He took a deep breath and finally felt relieved after seeing the booklet!
From now on, he officially became a low-level soldier of the Qin Dynasty.
"One month, there's only so much time."
Xia He clenched his fists.
Now that you've joined the army, even if you don't want to make great achievements and become a general, you can't be a cook for the rest of your life, right?
He just learned that this group camp is called a camp, but to put it bluntly, it is no different from the kitchen squad.
Not only do they have to be responsible for all sorts of chores in the barracks and cooking on a daily basis, but they also have to farm and feed horses in their free time. It's really a rip-off!
He followed the instructions and came to a large courtyard, which was where their cooking battalion would train from now on.
"This book, 'Basic Martial Arts for Soldiers', contains not only basic boxing techniques, but also a sword technique?"
After the registration for military service is completed, the military camp will send instructors to teach them martial arts.
There are assessments every month, and if the assessment results are good, there will be a chance to leave the cook camp.
This is equivalent to an exam. Come to think of it, the competition is really fierce because there will definitely not be too many places left.
When Xia He stepped into the kitchen, a wave of hot air hit him in the face, mixed with the aroma of various foods and noisy voices.
This small space was packed with people. A rough count revealed that there were more than twenty or thirty people.
Most of these people were thin, dressed in tattered clothes, with tired and confused expressions on their faces. They were obviously refugees from the town.
Although many older people had tried to join the army before, it seems they were all rejected. After all, the military camp is not a place to just slack off.
Just as Xia He was looking around, a chubby little fat man suddenly squeezed towards him.
The little fat boy smiled and greeted Xia He enthusiastically, introducing himself: "Brother, my name is Wang Erpang, I have heard of your great name for a long time!"
Xia He was stunned.
"Do you know me?"
"Yes, big brother, you are very famous in this town now. Yesterday you came back with that giant python on your back. Wow, I was stunned when I saw it! It was so cool!"
"I see. Don't call me big brother anymore. My name is Xia He. Just call me by my name from now on."
"Okay, brother He, were your ancestors hunters? It looks like you were born with supernatural powers!"
Wang Erpang was about to touch Xia He's muscles as he spoke, and he was so familiar with them that Xia He felt a little uncomfortable.
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