Soaking in a large wooden bucket filled with hot water, He Boqiang felt that all the pores in his body were open. The curly-haired boy Gabby took a spoonful of warm water and poured it down from his head, and the fatigue all over his body was quickly squeezed out of his body.
Put both arms on the edge of the bucket, letting the last nerve relax.
After the magical effect of the 'Blessed Body' disappeared, my body felt an indescribable heaviness.
He Boqiang checked the wound on his arm, and it seemed that he was recovering well. However, the bloody hole on his shoulder looked a bit scary. If the spike in the evil ghost's hand had been a little biased, the collarbone might have been broken.
Larkin dug out four wooden boxes from the tent, put the devil's head into the box, and filled the gaps in the box with plant ash. People like to use this method to store some easily spoiled meat.
He sat down and asked He Boqiang somewhat suspiciously:
"Are you saying that you picked up these evil ghost heads in the mountains?"
He Boqiang nodded, reached out and held a pencil, and quickly wrote a line of words on a wooden board.
Businessman Larkin came over, looked at the words written by He Boqiang seriously, and said:
"You mean... there was a bear fighting with an evil ghost at that time. The bear bit the evil ghost to death, but you harvested the most valuable thing from the evil ghost. My God, little Duck, you are really lucky.
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He Boqiang looked at Larkin speechlessly, thinking: I have so many bloody holes on my body, how did you know that I am not lucky?
"What are you going to do with this thing?" Larkin asked again.
"..."
He Boqiang looked at businessman Larkin with confusion on his face.
In fact, in his opinion, these evil ghost heads are almost useless except for being sent to the military logistics department in exchange for some merit.
Since he was not a soldier of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, he could not receive military merit, so he wanted to give these evil ghost heads to Surdak.
"I mean...do you want to sell them?" Larkin crossed his fingers and asked He Boqiang.
He Boqiang looked at Larkin, waiting for him to continue.
Larkin gestured with his hands and said: "I'm afraid you don't know that in every legion there are some... well, big shots who came to the Warsaw plane to gild. They have a lot of money and don't want to take risks with their lives. They just want to use their money."
To buy some achievements, these evil ghost heads are a very good choice."
"The review of merit in the army is generally very strict. Duke Newman does not allow nobles to appropriate the merits of the lowest level soldiers. Once found, as long as they are found suitable, they will be sent to a military court at the least. Although nobles have immunity from punishment, that
What's the use, once you are kicked out of the army, it will be even harder to get the title you want to be promoted to."
"So this thing can be traded privately, and the price given is also very good."
"If you want to sell, I can contact the buyer." Larkin said to He Boqiang.
He Boqiang did not immediately reply to Larkin, but said he would think about it again.
After taking a shower, the curly-haired boy Gabby brought over a large plate of beef stew with bell peppers and covered it with a large baked wheat pancake.
He Boqiang didn't feel much when he was taking a shower. When the large plate of delicious food was brought to the table by Gabi, and the strong smell of meat was exuding from under the wheat cake, he felt hungry and felt that he could eat a whole
A sheep.
The indigenous people of Handanar County have an alternative diet, and their food culture is very different from that of the Green Empire.
For He Boqiang, it was simply a nightmare. In addition to the original barbecue, the indigenous people also liked to pound the food into a paste and then add various spices. Not to mention the weird taste, you would never guess what they were eating.
What exactly is that thing?
Lying on the wooden bed in the tent, He Boqiang felt his eyelids become heavy and soon fell asleep.
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the next day
Surdak sat outside the tent and looked at the four wooden boxes in front of him. The lid of one of the boxes was opened, and the plant ash inside was also peeled away, revealing the face of a ferocious evil ghost.
He said to He Boqiang without hesitation:
"Of course I'm selling it!"
He Boqiang was stunned for a moment and asked him with gestures why he didn't exchange it for military merit.
Suldak rolled his eyes at He Boqiang and said simply:
"What do you get when you hand it over to the military camp in exchange for military functions?"
He closed the lid of the wooden box with force.
Suldak said to He Boqiang: "A year ago, if I could get four evil ghost heads, there would be no doubt that I could get them from the Military Logistics Office and exchange them for military merits. At that time, the biggest advantage of exchanging military merits would be that I would be promoted.
Becoming a squadron leader will allow me to live a more comfortable life in the military camp, but now I have no such idea at all. I will retire in two and a half months."
"...As long as you can pass the approval of the Logistics Department, you will be able to get a teleportation pass to return to Bena Province. Even after completing your military service, you can return to Wall Village and work as a farmer safely. I'm afraid you don't know,
Our family has a very good piece of land in Wall Village, which is very fertile, and I am going to plant some sweet cabbage and tomatoes."
Whenever Suldak has time, he will tell some anecdotes about his family to He Boqiang.
Seeing that he was holding a glass of beer in his hand but hadn't drank much, He Boqiang knew that Suldak was really homesick.
The management system in the military camp has become much stricter recently. It is difficult for Suldak to leave the camp when he does not receive an outbound mission.
He pushed the wooden box to Larkin and asked him to sell it on his behalf.
Larkin took the wooden boxes and looked very happy.
Then Suldak said: "Our fifty-seventh regiment is about to go to Moyunling. As the first advance army in this battle of Moyunling, we are mainly responsible for some infrastructure work on the front line. The living conditions in the mountains are very poor."
hard."
Suldak said to He Boqiang: "I think you should stay. It's not very stable there now, and emergencies may happen at any time..."
Before Suldak could finish speaking, He Boqiang shook his head.
"You want to go with us?" Surdak asked him.
He Boqiang nodded.
Seeing He Boqiang's firm face, Suldak didn't stop him too much. He just said: "Well, in this case, your leather armor may not be enough, but you can get a lot of money after selling these evil ghost heads."
For less money, you can buy a better set of armor."
Surdak said: "By the way, Larkin must have a way. It should be more cost-effective to exchange these evil ghost heads for a set of sophisticated armor."
"Do you want to buy the standard armor of the heavy armored infantry regiment?" La Jian asked.
"It can also be some other kind of armor. The size must be suitable and the workmanship must be excellent." Suldak said: "This sword also needs to be repaired. Did I hear that a blacksmith shop opened on the street recently?"
"There is a blacksmith shop on the street. It is said that the price of repairing weapons is not expensive and the craftsmanship is very good. However, the shop owner is introverted and not very willing to communicate with others. I don't know him well... I will take you there."