Zhan Zhao followed the Demon King out of the Commander's Mansion. The Demon King did not take him to the busiest morning market in Black Wind City, but to the military camp.

Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled. The Demon King didn't go to the morning market or the vegetable market to buy groceries, so what was he doing in the military camp?

On the military teaching field, the soldiers have already begun training.

The two walked up to the tower and took a look at the playground...Zou Liang was leading the soldiers to practice boxing, and the formation was as shocking as ever.

Lin Yehuo was leaning against the city wall, holding half an egg in one hand and his chin in the other, dozing off.

Zhan Zhao and the Demon King walked past him, and the Demon King poked him. As soon as Huofeng opened his eyes, he looked around, yawned, and continued to doze off while holding his chin.

The Demon King and Zhan Zhao went down from the tower and came to the kitchen of the military camp.

At this time, the soldiers have all had breakfast, and the cook in the kitchen is putting away the things. The stove is still hot.

The Demon King went to make a pancake for Zhan Zhao and handed it to him.

Zhan Zhao hadn't had breakfast yet, so he was eating pancakes with a smile on his face.

The Demon King led him back.

The cooks he met all recognized him and greeted him one after another.

Zhan Zhao was quite puzzled, what are you doing here?

Until the two of them reached the open space behind the kitchen, Zhan Zhao looked up - good guys, there is a long motorcade ahead, with all kinds of meat, vegetables and fruits.

Zhan Zhao finally figured it out. The hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the military camp were fed by horses every day, and the vegetables were all shipped here early in the morning... Dare the Demon King come here to "buy vegetables".

Not far away, a large number of kitchen soldiers were busy washing and chopping vegetables.

The Demon King led Zhan Zhao through the long vegetable queue, choosing the dishes he wanted.

Zhan Zhao asked the Demon King in a low voice, "Does this count as stealing military pay?"

The Demon King amused him, "What are you thinking about? You'll have to pay for it after you finish buying it."

"Oh..." Zhan Zhao patted his chest, as long as he bought it.

"There aren't many people here, so it's easier to talk." The Demon King picked up a vegetable and shook the dew off it. He felt it was quite fresh, so he took it and looked at it.

Zhan Zhao looked aside with his hands behind his back.

The Demon King suddenly said, "Xiao Baitang is so considerate."

The corners of Zhan Zhao's mouth curled up - that's it!

The demon king put the vegetables in the basket and went to look at the radishes in front.

Zhan Zhao thought the radish was good, white and plump, so he picked up two to compare.

The Demon King suddenly asked, "How many dreams did you have last night?"

Zhan Zhao hurriedly looked at the Demon King - as expected, the old man knew!

"Well, two of them did it while lying down, and I don't know if the other one was a dream or a hallucination. I was still awake and walking around, and suddenly it was a dream!" Zhan Zhao said while observing the expression of the Demon King.

The Demon King didn't express anything special after hearing this, and he wasn't surprised anyway.

Zhan Zhao picked a carrot for the Demon King and tugged on his sleeve, "Master, what happened last night?"

The demon king looked at him with the basket on his arm, smiled slightly, and said, "How could I know? It was you who dreamed, not me."

Zhan Zhao tugged on his sleeve and refused to let go. Anyway, this trick worked for his grandfather! It might also work for his master.

The Demon King was happy when he saw Zhan Zhao acting like that. He shook his head. The child is cute because he can do whatever he wants... He is so cute when he is older. You can imagine how sweet he was when he was a child. Jiang Jiang must have been very happy to raise him.

"Speaking of which..." The Demon King continued to walk forward, picking vegetables and chatting with Zhan Zhao, "What do you usually worry about?"

Zhan Zhao crossed his arms and thought for a while, then asked, "Does food count?"

The Demon King glanced at him, and what he meant was - I'm asking you seriously.

"That's a lot." Zhan Zhao thought about it seriously, "You also know that I like to meddle in things. When there is a case, I worry about the case. When there is no case... just various things. And around me

The people, Grandpa Yutang and the others, the grandparents of the Demon Palace, the Lords of Kaifeng Mansion and the others..."

The Demon King shook his head speechlessly, "Do you have to worry about so many people?"

"Does anyone have to worry about something in this world?" Zhan Zhao thought it was quite normal.

The Demon King nodded, "So if anything happens to these people, will you rush over to help?"

"That's right!" Zhan Zhao nodded.

"What about the people other than these people?" The Demon King then asked.

"Then if you need help..." Zhan Zhao patted his chest and said - Mr. Cat is a professional when it comes to meddling!

"Why did you go to Kaifeng Mansion to be a catcher?" The Demon King picked a basket of vegetables in the blink of an eye, "In order to help more people, do you mind more business?"

"Yeah." Zhan Zhao weighed the bamboo shoots in his hand, "Absolutely."

"There are so many people in the world, can you save them?" The Demon King advised him, "A person's power is limited, and life is too short. Why bother? How good would it be to stay away from disputes with Xiao Baitang?"

Zhan Zhao glanced at the Demon King and said, "Old man, if you didn't teach my grandpa and Tianzun Kung Fu back then, wouldn't everything be as bad as today? How nice would it be to live with them in Baihua Valley for the rest of their lives?"

The Demon King felt quite aggrieved, "I taught them kung fu to help them protect themselves, but I didn't let them meddle in their own business."

Zhan Zhao was even amused by him - you still have the nerve to say that? You are the one who meddles the most!

The demon king handed the vegetable basket to Zhan Zhao and put the bamboo shoots in his hand back into the car, saying - no bamboo shoots.

Zhan Zhao helped him carry the basket, and the Demon King ran to pick out the meat again.

"Do you think that if you help those people, those people will become happy?"

The demon king continued to ask questions in a confused manner.

Zhan Zhao felt that this question was quite difficult to answer. He said "tsk", "That's really hard to say..."

Zhan Zhao was a little confused and asked the Demon King, "What do these questions have to do with my dream?"

The Demon King picked the ribs and then the crabs. Finally he looked at Zhan Zhao and shook his head helplessly, "Let's see again tonight..."

Zhan Zhao was surprised, "No way...will I still have dreams tonight?"

Unexpectedly, the Demon King waved his hand, "If you still have dreams tonight, then you will be fine."

Zhan Zhao always felt that this sentence seemed to be only half a sentence, and there should be a follow-up...

"If there is really something wrong, you should not be dreaming tonight..." The Demon King muttered to himself again, and after saying that, he went back with the food, not forgetting to remind Zhan Zhao to pay for the food.

Zhan Zhao paid for the food in a daze and returned to the handsome man's house. The Demon King went to the kitchen to get busy.

Zhan Zhao walked back full of doubts, so he didn't even ask why he was dreaming, so he ate pancakes... and answered a bunch of questions that he didn't know what they meant.

Scratching his head and returning to the door of the room, Zhan Zhao listened carefully. There was no movement inside, so Bai Yutang was probably still sleeping.

Opening the door softly, Zhan Zhao stepped in with a "whoosh" sound and closed the door.

In the room, the bed curtains were drawn, and there was a crotch hanging on the beam, sleeping soundly.

Zhan Zhao "floated" to the bedside, lifted the bed curtain, took a look, and immediately smiled.

On the bed, Bai Yutang and Xiao Tuanzi were sleeping soundly. The sleeping faces of one big and one small were so healing that Zhan Zhao, who was originally very upset, instantly stopped being upset.

The fourth child may have leaned forward while sleeping, leaving half of the bed empty behind him.

Zhan Zhao's Qinggong came in handy at this moment. He turned over lightly and lay down on the bed.

Anyway, I didn’t sleep well last night. Zhan Zhao is also relatively open-minded by nature, and troubles can never be saved. Let’s do whatever we want.

Reaching out and pressing the pillow, Zhan Zhao also joined in the "catching up on sleep" and fell asleep together.

In Black Wind City, people who got up early became busy, and everyone in the commander's mansion also went about their business.

Only the two children in this room, one large and one small, seemed to have been forgotten and slept happily until noon.

"Haa~"

At noon, the fourth child yawned and got up to stretch. He looked around and found that there was an extra person.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao naturally woke up, and Zhan Zhao rubbed the dumplings in his arms.

Bai Yutang saw that Zhan Zhao seemed to be in a good mood, and he probably got the answer he wanted from the Demon King.

While Zhan Zhao was helping the fourth son comb his hair, he glanced at Bai Yutang and saw that he didn't seem as worried as before, so he felt relieved.

When he woke up, Zhan Zhao didn't care that much anymore. What a big deal, wasn't it just a dream?

The three of them came to the yard after a full sleep and found that the Demon King's seasonal pot was ready. They thought it was just an ordinary hot pot, but who knew that this pot was specially made and divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower.

After doing this, Zhan Zhao no longer remembered that troublesome thing, and ran over with the fourth son to study the pot.

Bai Yutang was about to walk over when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

When Fifth Master turned around, he saw the Demon King standing behind him holding an empty plate, waving to him and gesturing for him to follow him.

The Fifth Master followed the Demon King out of the yard.

The Demon King said he would go to the kitchen to get dipping sauce and asked Mr. Wu to help him hold the empty plate.

Bai Yutang took the empty plate and followed the Demon King while observing the Demon King...Does the old man have something to say?
To be continued...