A guy sat on the elegant seat against the wall opposite the counter, holding a feather duster in his hand. His head was bit by bit, obviously very sleepy, with his mouth open and crystal liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Chen Zhouheng looked around the study, his eyes fixed on the man inside the counter, "Shopkeeper, I want to sell this book."

As Chen Zhouheng spoke, a thud came from behind, and the guy fell to the small table.

The shopkeeper turned around and looked at the guy expressionlessly, changed into a smile and said, "Young Master wants that book?"

"The General Essence of Wu Jing." Chen Zhouheng said with a gentle look at the gentle shopkeeper.

A hint of surprise flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes. The big black man in front of him had a clear and gentle voice, which was completely different from his angular face.

"Please wait, this book is not on the bookshelf, I have to get it inside for you." The shopkeeper said a little apologetically.

"I'm not in a hurry." Chen Zhouheng smiled slightly and gently.

The shopkeeper left the counter, opened the curtain and went to the inner room. Shaoqing walked over with two volumes of books, "Young Master, this is the "Martial Arts General Yao" you want. "The First Book of Wu Jing" is divided into two volumes." It was placed on the counter.

Chen Zhouheng picked up the book and flipped it out, asked the price and paid the money.

"Young Master, this "Martial Arts of War" is a series of military arts issued by the court. There are other books in our study, "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Wu Zi's Art of War", "Six Strategies", "Sima Fa", "Three Strategies", "Wei Liaozi", and "Li Weigong's Questions"..." The shopkeeper reported many related military books in one breath.

Chen Zhouheng smiled when he heard this, shook his head slightly and said, "Thank you, I just want this one." He took the book out of the study.

The shopkeeper sent Chen Zhouheng away and scolded the shopkeeper.

&*&

When Chen Zhouheng returned to the post station with the book, Mo Yanxing had not yet woken up!

I asked the waiter at the post station for a pot of boiled water, and sat on the bed and flipped out the "Martial Arts General Yao".

Although these areas that Chen Zhouheng is not familiar with, he is not slow at all.

Because the book is equipped with illustrations, he is now looking through all kinds of weapons, knives and guns, and he quickly skipped over.

He is not good at dancing guns and sticks, but he also remembers a lot of knives and guns.

However, what attracted Chen Zhouheng's attention were firearms, thunderbolt cannons, and thunderstorms: the iron can hold medicine and lit it with fire. The cannon fires, and its sound was like thunder. It was heard a hundred miles away, and it was over half acre of fire and iron lit up.

Several cannons were added every day to attack... After the stone cannon, the iron cannon was followed by a shaped like a slab and a small mouth. It was made of pig iron and was two inches thick, shaking the city wall!

The city wall shook! Chen Zhou stood up with his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked excited and used this thunderbolt cannon to open the mountain and chisel stones!

How to do this thunderbolt cannon? Shenzhou quickly flipped through the book and sat on the bed with a lost butt.

I am so happy that this thing is used in military affairs, so how can you make it casually?

He said to himself, "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, it's better to be our old way!" He looked at the book with his eyes down, "This book is quite interesting."

The main words behind it are: selecting generals to use troops, education and training, army organization, marching camping, ancient and modern formations, communication and reconnaissance, city attack and defense, fire attack and water battle...

This camp of formations is also equipped with illustrations, which is clear at a glance.

After reading one volume in an instant, Mo Yanxing was still asleep, Chen Zhouheng drank a glass of water and continued to read another volume.

"I'm more suitable to see this." Chen Zhouheng murmured to himself.

This book mainly records the stories of military use in previous dynasties, preserves a lot of ancient war examples, and analyzes and evaluates the military examples and military use gains and losses of military use in previous dynasties.

This was fascinating until the sun set and Mo Yanxing woke up.

"I'm so hot." Mo Yanxing sat up and touched the folding fan and swayed, "When is it? Why is it red outside?"

"It's evening, the sunset is very beautiful." Chen Zhouheng put down the book in his hand and said through the screen.

Mo Yanxing hung up the bed tent, "This room is almost suffocating, so I'm going home soon." He walked to the basin rack and washed his face, "When did Lord Shen wake up?"

Chen Zhou walked around the screen and sat at the Eight Immortals table and looked at him and said, "I woke up, went to the study, and bought a book."

"What book?" Mo Yan walked over and sat opposite him and asked casually, picking up the teapot on the Eight Immortals table and pouring a glass of water.

"The General Essence of Wu Jing." Chen Zhouheng looked at him gently and said.

Mo Yanxing, holding the teacup, stopped in the air, looked up at him and asked, "Military books."

"Yes!" Chen Zhouheng nodded with a smile.

Mo Yanxing drank half a glass of water in one breath before saying, "Why do you think of buying such books, but you can't use them?"

"Nothing? I just want to see it." Chen Zhouheng said casually, "Would we go out to eat or let the waiter bring the food in!"

"Go out, go out, the lobby is bright." Mo Yanxing put down the teacup in his hand and said, "It's cooler, we can also hear what's rare in this prefecture."

"Okay!" Chen Zhouheng replied with a smile. The lobby is always lively and there are endless talks.

Those who live in the post station these days are people from the county-level prefecture that come to deliver food.

These days, everyone is familiar with people who look up and see each other. Unlike previous years, no one cares about Pingyi County, and even slaps it out and ridicule a few words.

This year, it has attracted much attention, and people always ask how Lord Shen predicted it would rain.

Chen Zhouheng looked at them with sincere eyes and explained, asked experienced old farmers, checked county annals and water situation records.

Unfortunately, no one listened, and they thought he was joking and hiding his own private life! He was not honest.

However, no one listened to the truth, and Chen Zhouheng looked helpless.

Mo Yanxing's competitive spirit also stopped because of the sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox.

If you don’t talk too much, you will have a peaceful meal without any disturbance.

When you are out, you can't treat the men unfairly. This station is served with good wine and good food. Anyway, the county government office does not have to pay your wallet.

Chen Zhouheng did not drink alcohol, Mo Yanxing despised the wine at this post station was not good, so this delicious dish was ready.

Chen Zhouheng eats oily mouths every day, but in fact, the food is all seasonal vegetables.

The inn kitchen is rich in red sauce and strong oil, so I am willing to add seasonings, so it makes it particularly fragrant.

By making more bean paste at home this year, the food on the table will be richer.

&*&

After dinner, Chen Zhouheng and the others returned to the room.

"Hot water is burned at the post station, will Lord Shen take a bath?" Mo Yanxing asked while shaking the folding fan, and said in a sweaty manner, "This meal is like fishing out of water." Suddenly, suddenly shaking the fan, "It's too hot."

"I don't want to sleep yet. Now I'm going to go back and sweat again." Chen Zhouheng looked at the sky outside the window and the sun had not set yet!
Chapter completed!