Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Come on, come on, Adjutant He, the food is here!"

The commander changed his tune very quickly.

"Adjutant, tell me why there are such big tomatoes! The tomatoes we usually eat are only as big as a fist." Marshal Xu scratched his bald head in confusion.

He grabbed the chicken legs with his chopsticks, and with a flick of his wrist, he put the chicken legs into his bowl.

It seems that life is not easy for the handsome man.

"There must be gods."

He picked up his chopsticks and saw Marshal Xu finishing half the plate of chicken like a storm, then put the chopsticks down again.

"immortal?"

Marshal Xu disdained, "Can you stop my 200,000-strong army?"

When the military pay is sufficient, ammunition and food are in place, as long as someone fires the first shot, Marshal Xu will dare to fight for the world.

But nominally they still belong to the Beiyang government.

"If we can find the source of such big tomatoes, we won't have to worry about food in the future!"

Marshal Xu wiped his mouth and looked up to see He Cheng sitting upright without moving his chopsticks.

"Adjutant, why don't you eat? You can't do it until you're full! Come here! Serve the food! Hurry up!"

When dining in a teahouse, all dishes are simple.

After serving food three times, Marshal Xu finally had enough to eat and drink.

Fortunately, Dashuai Xu had a big appetite and was able to avoid disaster due to his greedy nature.

Otherwise, as long as He Cheng moves his chopsticks, he will definitely be poisoned by corpse poison.

The dog-legged man was already holding the hem of his clothes and trotting up to the second floor "thump thump thump".

He took a second look at He Cheng, who was sitting upright, and hesitated, "Commander..., I'm back from the investigation...".

"Say! What are you afraid of? The adjutant is one of our own!"

"yes……"

The dog-legged man nodded and bowed and said, "Commander, I saw it clearly. The big tomato was pulled into the foreign restaurant on an oxcart and sold for ten silver dollars!"

"The foreign cook cuts the tomatoes with a small knife and pokes them in one at a time. The juice splashes out, sour and sweet at the same time!"

"Who asked you if it tastes good?" Marshal Xu kicked the dog who was licking his lips.

"Oh, and also, that tomato was sent by a couple from the countryside. According to my investigation, Chen Daxia was originally a squire in the county. Chen Gui's second son was idle and loved to gamble. He gave it to his father a few days ago. The clock made Chen Gui angry to death. He was given a piece of thin land and a lean cow in the ancestral hall. Chen Daxia, who was kicked out of his home, somehow sent big tomatoes to the city today. I heard that there were also big pumpkins and big cucumbers. , big red-skinned chili pepper, ouch!”

The dog-legged man said "Ouch" and touched his calf which was kicked by leather boots.

"Commander, I'm going back first."

"Adjutant, please go back and rest. Once the military uniforms are ready, I will have someone bring the letter of appointment from the Beiyang Government and send it to your house."

"Thank you, Marshal. I'll go back and make arrangements."

"That can't be slow!"

Seeing that He Cheng went down to the second floor, got on the carriage and left, Marshal Xu kicked the dog's calf again, "You didn't cover your mouth! You have no eyesight. I will kill you next time!"

The bitch feels aggrieved, why does he get beaten for saying too much or not?

"Come on, what else is there?"

"I have sent people to follow Chen Daxia and his wife to the countryside. If there is a treasure, I will definitely grab it!"

“That’s pretty much it”

Marshal Xu was smiling when he suddenly slapped his head, "That's bad! That guy named He didn't pay!"

Marshal Xu is the only one who takes advantage of others. When will it be someone else's turn to take advantage of him?

Gouzizi looked at the mess on the table. He Cheng's table was clean and there was no oil stain on it. Obviously, Dashuai Xu had eaten everything. Dashuai Xu didn't pay much, but he didn't dare to speak anymore. He was kicked by an official's boot, as if It hurts to have small pieces of flesh chopped off.

He Cheng returned to the mansion by carriage.

Green Snake quietly followed He Cheng. "I saw it. It seems that that family has a treasure. Everything they plant can grow bigger, and they can also grow money trees. Almost all their wishes have come true."

"Money tree?"

Just throw the gold mountain into the cornucopia, and dozens of gold mountains will spit out, and the money tree will not be attractive to He Cheng.

He Cheng shook his head slightly bored and said: "Don't worry about it."

Marshal Xu will definitely take action. If the trouble becomes big, it will be difficult for He Cheng to figure it out. There is no need for him to waste his energy on some small magic weapon.

…

Three days passed by,

The appointment letter was delivered to He Cheng's house along with the military uniform.

Gray military uniform, a coat draped over his shoulders, and a gun at his waist.

"Master, Marshal Xu has sent someone to invite you to the theater."

The servants walked in and looked at Yan Hong who was arranging He Cheng's clothes. They quickly lowered their heads. They were used to it.

Three days in the afternoon, two women moved into He's house, they were as beautiful as heavenly beings. The servants also regarded them as the new young mistresses and served them respectfully.

"Watching a show?" He Cheng turned to look at Green Snake aside, "Did you give me the money?"

"Otherwise he would be happy to invite you to the show?"

Green Snake stood up, walked around He Cheng twice, and nodded with satisfaction, "You look a bit like a general in these clothes."

"Like?" He Cheng grinned.

"Who are you inviting?" Green Snake turned to ask the servant.

The servant dared not answer, "There are popular actors, Yi Xiaolong and Ying Jintang."

"That's a famous actor. I have to go see it! Yan Hong should go too."

Green Snake has been in the human world for more than a hundred years. Although he uses his magic power to fool things most of the time, he has a much clearer understanding of the situation in today's society than He Cheng.

A carriage has been prepared outside the gate.

When pedestrians on the road saw the carriage, they ran away in fear for fear of being knocked down.

When we arrived at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, there was a long queue of carriages. Wealthy businessmen from provincial capitals and counties all over the country came with gift boxes.

When I came to meet the new adjutant, I heard he was a big shot.

Second, I also came here because of Jiao'er's fame. I could see many old men accompanied by their female relatives just to listen to a play.

What I invited today was a corner that made half the sky red.

The carriage was stopped at the door.

"Get in line! Get in line!" The soldier carrying the gun waved his hands and rushed back.

"Our young master's surname is He," the servant driving the carriage whispered.

"He? What He? That's your surname..." The soldier suddenly woke up and quickly smiled, "Is it Adjutant He? Please come in quickly! The commander has been waiting inside for a long time!"

He nodded and bowed to send the carriage in, but he fell in the eyes of the wealthy businessmen around him.

In a carriage, a feminine-looking man stretched out his head and glanced at the soldiers beside him and asked, "Why can he go in directly, but we can't?"

"You are Yi Xiaolong! I really like your play!" The soldier was overjoyed, as if he had met his idol.

"It's me." Yi Xiaolong nodded arrogantly, waiting to be treated politely and please come in.

"That is today's protagonist, our new adjutant. There is less than one person, hundreds of thousands of people, so of course there is no need to queue. But you can't. Even if I want you to come in, you don't have the qualifications."

Yi Xiaolong choked on his words and retreated into the carriage.

He is just an actor, how dare he get angry with someone with a gun.

…

He Cheng and the others got off the carriage and walked along the road to the hall.

"Master! Master, slow down!"

The chains clattered on the ground.

He Cheng turned around and saw a child running towards him.

The child wears a collar and a large iron chain around his neck, and has two small hairpins on his bald head, like Nezha. Five soldiers were holding the chain behind them, but they were dragged away by the child.