From the mouths of these veterans, we obtained some regulations and laws that the soldiers of Fei Qian followed.

Cao Cao started using them immediately without saying a word. In Cao Cao's view, since Fei Qian's soldiers can be so elite, these regulations and laws must have their own reasons. It doesn't matter if you don't think about it now, let's use it first.

As a result, the sanitary conditions and daily habits of Cao Cao's camp have undergone a huge change. However, even Cao Hong was not used to this change at the beginning. It was only at Cao Cao's request.

Done.

"Father, Uncle Zilian," Cao Pi greeted, holding up the grilled fish, "It's done! The fish should be done!"

"Oh? Okay, let's see how Pi'er's craftsmanship is?" Cao Cao smiled and walked back to the bonfire with Cao Hong.

Cao Pi offered the grilled fish in his hand as if he were offering a treasure.

"Well, the grilling is good! Not bad!" Although two or three grilled fish were a little burnt by Cao Pi, Cao Cao still praised, "Pi'er did a good job! Remember, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen to seek benevolence.

Don't indulge in food and drink. If you are not a gentleman, you will not work in the kitchen." Although these cooking tasks can be done by guards or other followers, it is not a disadvantage for Cao Pi to have some knowledge.

Cao Pi happily answered yes, and immediately the three of them began to share the food.

A fish the size of a finger naturally doesn't have much weight. After Cao Pi ate it in three bites, he looked at the empty branches, licked his lips again, and couldn't help but ask: "Father, what did Pi'er hear just now?"

What rat meat are you talking about? Is this rat meat delicious?"

Cao Cao's hand holding the wooden bowl paused, and his eyes immediately turned cold: "How much have you heard?"

Cao Pi was startled, and quickly said with a straight face: "My child, my child didn't hear anything. I just heard Uncle Zilian say the word rat meat."

Cao Hong rolled his eyes and said quickly: "The rat meat doesn't taste good because the fish hasn't eaten enough. Come on, I'll give you this one from Uncle Zilian."

Cao Pi looked at Cao Cao timidly, not daring to answer.

Cao Cao frowned slightly and said, "I still haven't thanked Uncle Zilian!"

Cao Pi quickly thanked Cao Hong and took the grilled fish from Cao Hong.

"Eat your fish well." Cao Cao finally lowered his eyelids, no longer looking at Cao Pi, and continued to drink wild vegetable porridge, "If Long is at peace, why hope for Shu?"

Cao Cao originally just wanted to tell Cao Pi not to be too greedy, but after he said it, he realized that there was indeed a guy who could win both Long and Shu. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then sighed slightly after a while.
Chapter completed!