For several days, the county town of Gucheng was drunk and singing. How much life was, the eight kings entered the county government and never came out again.

Only Qin Yu led the orphans to burrow and search for the salt soil.

It caused a lot of heroes to laugh at them and scolded them.

Qin Yu ignored everyone's ridicule, found a large pot of stone mill, boiled nitro earth and prepared gunpowder on his own.

He only knew about the proportion of gunpowder. After repeated experiments, he finally determined two types.

The cannon was also handled cleanly. He even asked a carpenter to make a cannon stand and pulled it out with Li Dingguo to try two cannons, which was quite effective.

With the successful preparation of gunpowder, the heroes looked at Qin Yu with admiration, and the young men also had a hint of admiration in their eyes, and their prestige was established invisibly.

These days, Qin Yu has only conducted half an hour of queue training on them every morning, and he dared not do other trainings at all.

"Mr. Huang, is this amount wrong? Why is it half less?" Qin Yu frowned at the rice in the basket.

"The leader of Xiao Qin, the king has an order. Your firearms camp does not need to prepare gunpowder now, so the supply is reduced by half. I also act according to the order!"

An old man in his forties and fifties explained, touching his beard on his forehead.

"What, halved? This is not enough to eat. If you cut it half, don't you drink the northwest wind?" Qin Yu almost jumped up.

He couldn't help but feel anxious. Each of them had an average of 4 taels per day. Now it's 2 taels to halve, and you can drink at most two meals a day.

He originally planned to start training tomorrow, but now he is having two meals of porridge a day, so what can he do?

Yes, the rebels ate big pot rice. Although each battalion fired separately, the grain and salt were managed in a unified manner and distributed to each battalion according to the number of people every day.

When entering the city, there are gold, silver, fine and soft cloth women, whoever gets the one who gets it, of course, the premise is that you can keep it, but only grain, salt, horses and iron tools must be handed over, and then the eight kings will be distributed according to their merits.

"Haha, boy, why? I think there is little food. I'll give you an idea to exchange for the girl whom I'm rewarding you with. How about a thousand pounds?"

Just as the old man wanted to speak again, Sun Kewang walked over with the man staggeringly, and said sarcastically from a distance.

The rest of the battalions came to collect food all laughed.

Qin Yu looked at Sun Kewang with gritted teeth. He was sure that it was definitely what this guy said in front of Zhang Xianzhong that led to the order to reduce their food.

"You two follow me, and the others stay here." Qin Yu knew that he still had to go to find the Eight Kings.

"I think it's too little? Then what if I add another thousand pounds?"

"Hmph! Take possession of the pit and don't poop, a group of small bastards with undried breasts wasted so much food in vain."

Seeing that he ignored him, Sun Kewang felt a punch hit the cotton, snorted coldly, staring at Qin Yu's back and cursing.

The beautiful woman was originally planning to ask her adoptive father to reward him the next day. Who would have thought that this boy would take the lead and stay in the house these days and never come out. With the second child, he couldn't rush in and grab it openly, so he was very angry.

Although the eight teenagers who remained there hated Sun Kewang in their hearts, they had to lower their heads and remain silent.

Even so, Sun Kewang still came over, found a reason, and beat the eight people to death.

Fortunately, Li Dingguo arrived in time to stop him, otherwise the eight people would either die or be disabled.

………

Qin Yu came to the county government office, and Zhang Xianzhong was drunk and dreaming in the backyard. He was very upset when he was interrupted.

"King, my firearm supply is the least, why should I cut it in half?"

"Now there is no need to prepare gunpowder anymore. Why do you do so many idle people in vain?" Zhang Xianzhong glared at the tiger's eyes.

"But king, if my subordinates are starved to death, how can I prepare gunpowder and operate cannons in the future to capture the city and village for the king?"

"What's the use of a broken cannon? As for the preparation of gunpowder, aren't you still there? There is not enough manpower, and I'll allocate it to you at that time."

Seeing that Qin Yu was about to say something else, Zhang Xianzhong waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, I have decided on this matter. You should go down first, don't worry, you won't be hungry no matter what. By the way, the girl who rewarded you last time is still obedient, right?"

"By the king, I trained him like a cat."

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, but he smiled as if he was pretending to be a slutty person on his face. He knew that this guy was tired of playing with the woman in the back house and began to think about Mrs. Li.

"Haha, it's not bad. I can't tell that you are a little bitchy, but you're not very capable. That girl is a fierce horse."

Zhang Xianzhong patted Qin Yu on the shoulder and laughed.

Qin Yu had no choice but to laugh.

But after leaving the county government office, he cursed Zhang Xianzhong's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart. This is nothing but burning bridges across the river.

When he returned to the place where he received the food, he saw eight subordinates being beaten to the point of bruising and swollen faces, and he greeted Sun Kewang's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.

In the end, he could only carry twenty kilograms of grain back to the camp amid the ridicule of everyone.

Everyone was in a depressed mood along the way, and the young man who called Tie Tou said worriedly: "Chief, what should I do if there is only such a little food?"

"Let's take a step by step, don't worry, as long as you follow me, you will never starve to death."

Qin Yu waved his hand to comfort him, but he was very worried. Judging from Zhang Xianzhong's tone today, he might not be completely cut off from his food in a short while.

After returning to the camp, everyone saw that they only brought back some food and the other eight people were injured. They all looked confused. When they learned the reason, they were both worried and angry.

"What are you all quarrels? I saw the fate of the eight of them. This is the fate of the weak. If you don't want to be beaten or killed in the future, you have to practice your skills for me from tomorrow. Only in this way can you have enough food in the future and live with dignity. No one dares to bully you randomly again. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Everyone replied in unison, all standing straight, obviously, Qin Yu's queue training has been effective these days.

"Okay, I will find a way to do food. You don't have to worry about it. Your future task is to train with peace of mind. If I find anyone who dares to cheat, they will be expelled from the youth camp."

Qin Yu nodded before announcing his disbandment and going to cook.

For dinner, each person was given a bowl of porridge.

"It's time to eat!"

Qin Yu came to the room and placed three bowls of porridge on the table and greeted him.

The mother and daughter immediately surrounded each other, but Mrs. Li didn't say anything and started drinking it with the porridge. However, Li Wan'er couldn't help asking: "Brother Xiaoyu, why are you drinking porridge tonight? There's so little?"

"What else do you want to eat? Do you eat meat?"

Qin Yu knelt the bowl heavily on the table, then roared: "Damn it, I will kill him one day!"
Chapter completed!