The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 5 The times changed as soon as the gun sounded
"Thirty people are simple. We don't have much else in Dagou Town, except that there are many strong men. I will help you call someone later."

Hearing that Zhang Heng needed thirty people, Zhang Zhentian agreed immediately.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng said bluntly, "I don't want everyone to be busy in vain. After returning, each person will have ten catties of millet, a piece of ocean, and then go to the tavern to have a meal."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenhu couldn't sit still: "I know a few brothers, all of them are reliable people, do I need to call them?"

Ten catties of millet, a piece of ocean, and a meal.

Even if Zhang Heng took them to the county town to fight with others, hundreds of people could be called under this condition.

"you?"

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhang Zhenhu, shook his head and said, "I have more important things for you to do."

Zhang Heng went to the county this time to prepare to pawn some jewelry and jade, check the price, and prepare for the future exchange.

Therefore, the people this time must be from the Zhang clan, and he will not want any outsiders, especially those so-called brothers around Zhang Zhenhu.

Zhang Zhenhu's brothers could not believe it, they were listening to Zhang Heng or Zhang Zhenhu for the benefit of nothing else.

Zhang Heng didn't want to make trouble for himself.

"Zhenhu, you have been in the county for many years, you should be able to get this, right?"

Zhang Heng made a gun gesture.

"You can get it with money."

Zhang Zhenhu answered more happily.

Security is poor these days, and there are many businessmen from various countries selling weapons, and even some officers and soldiers will sell military supplies and weapons in private.

A regiment of 700 people can have [-] people, and [-] guns will be fine.

There are many regiment-level units, in fact, there are only five to six hundred people, and only half of them have guns, and the rest are armed with big knives.

"It's good if you can get it." Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "I'll give you ten dollars. When you get to the county seat, you can find out where there is a channel and what the price is. We'll talk about the rest later."

Zhang Zhenhu agreed immediately; "No problem, as long as you have money, you can have everything, but it really doesn't work. I will go to Macau. From here to Macau, it will only take more than [-] miles by water. If you go to Macau today, you will be back tomorrow. The red-haired ghost on the side sells everything."

Zhang Heng was a little stunned, and almost forgot that Macau and Macau during this period were the territory of the Portuguese.

The Portuguese love to do business with the warlords along the coast, and as long as you have the money, there is nothing they can't sell.

"Cousin, are you going to buy a gun?"

After Zhang Zhenhu left, Zhang Zhentian asked hesitantly.

"Some ideas."

Zhang Heng nodded.

Right now, the army is in chaos, and I feel uneasy without a gun.

As for how much to buy, it depends on how much money you can get back when you go to the county town to sell jewelry in the afternoon.

If he earns more, it is not impossible to directly pull up a militia group. Anyway, he will return to the family tree in a few days. It is also good for standing firm.

morning.

After breakfast, Zhang Heng turned around in the town.

One is to let everyone see him, and the other is to look at the shops on the street.

There is only one main street in Dagou Town, and there are about thirty shops of various kinds.

Among them, the most popular is the rice shop, there are four, doing business such as rice noodles, salt and oil.

The rest are various, pharmacy, cloth shop, grocery store, tavern, inn, blacksmith shop, tea shed, breakfast shop, medical hall, shaver house, coffin shop, carriage and horse shop, although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Zhang Heng knew very well that whoever controls this commercial street is the king of Dagou Town.

So when he was ready to get rich, he bought a few shops from the town and sold some cheap goods.

I don't want to make money, I just want to manage the necessities of life in these eight villages.

"Is everyone here?"

After ten o'clock, the 30 people who went to the county with Zhang Heng were found.

At a glance, Zhang Heng saw that the people who came were all young people in their 30s and [-]s. Although their faces were disheveled due to long-term lack of nutrition, it was quite bluffing to stand together.

"My name is Zhang Heng. I just came back from overseas. Have you heard of me?"

This is Zhang Heng's opening remarks.

Hearing such words, some of the people present nodded, some didn't care, and some looked envious.

"Then I'll make a long story short. I'm going to the city this time to do some errands and come back from shopping."

"Because the road is not peaceful, and there are too many things, so few people can't bring them back, so I thought about inviting everyone here."

"But don't worry, I won't let everyone be busy in vain. Everyone who goes today will have a piece of ocean and ten catties of millet, and they will have a meaty meal at night."

Upon hearing this, the crowd exploded.

A piece of ocean can buy 100 jins of millet, and adding these 10 jins is 110 jins.

Don't worry about a meaty meal, they are all happy to invite Zhang Heng to eat together.

"Mr. Heng, you didn't lie to us, did you?"

There are too many people with the surname Zhang in the town, and Mr. Zhang does not know who is who.

Calling Zhang Heng seemed to be a bit of a nuisance, and some people made up their minds and simply called Mr. Juheng from the last word.

"Mr. Heng?"

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "The people present are all my clan brothers, I can't lie to anyone and I can't lie to you."

"Yes, Mr. Heng came back from Nanyang and has more money than Mr. Tan. How could he lie to us?"

"That is, Mr. Heng can crush us to death by plucking the hair off his legs. What about these few pieces of ocean?"

The identity of returning from Nanyang is at work again.

When everyone heard it, they all felt that as Zhang Heng, there was no need to make fun of them, and they all became excited.

"Cough cough."

Seeing that everyone believed it, Zhang Heng coughed and said again: "I heard that these days are not very peaceful, everyone will bring a lot of things back to the city this time. Whoever wants a soil gun, a bird gun and the like will take it. Come out, so that there are no waves on the road."

During the day, there should be no dirt infested.

But the mountain bandit bully had to guard against it. Zhang Heng didn't want to become a fat sheep in the eyes of others.

"Mr. Heng, my family is a hunter, and our two brothers have shotguns."

"I have it too. My dad followed General Protector back then and brought a Lianzhu gun back, and it can still be used."

"And me, my cousin is a bandit, and he gave me a bird gun for self-defense."

"I don't have a gun, but I know who has it, and I can borrow it."

Don't ask or know, four out of thirty people have guns, and one can borrow a gun.

Zhang Heng heard that it was too good. Thirty people, five guns, and the name of Zhang's family in Dagou Town, let alone rogues, even if they encountered genuine bandits, everyone could follow along.

To put it mildly, it was enough for Zhang Heng to escape back to modern times before the bandits killed everyone.

Of course, using the space-time gate to escape would be the last resort.

Taking a look at Zhang Daan and Zhang Zhenhu who were following him, he wondered how, as long as he wasn't too unlucky, how could Zhang Daan's martial arts and Zhang Zhenhu's marksmanship be able to protect him from killing him.

"If you have a gun, each person will be issued an extra piece of ocean."

Zhang Heng waved his hand.

Half an hour later, 30 people set off in a mighty way.

"What are your two names?"

Sitting on the carriage, Zhang Heng looked at the two Orion brothers who were carrying shotguns.

"My name is Zhang Dakui, and his name is Zhang Xiaokui."

The two brothers looked alike in their early twenties and seventeen or eighteen.

Zhang Heng looked at the hunting guns they were holding, and thought of their identity as hunters, and asked, "Since you are from hunters, your marksmanship should be good, right?"

"Within [-] meters, seven or eight out of ten."

After Dakui finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "My brother's marksmanship is better than mine. He can shoot anywhere within [-] meters. The bandits on the mountain have heard his name."

Zhang Heng looked at Xiao Kui.

Xiao Kui was a little embarrassed to be seen, and whispered: "There are times when you miss."

Zhang Heng was a little strange: "Your marksmanship is so good, why didn't you join the army?"

"Mr. Heng, my brother hasn't married a wife yet."

Dakui said hurriedly.

In these days of warlords fighting, one's own people beating one's own people, being a soldier is not a good way out.

Unless you really can't afford to eat, who will go to the army?

The two brothers, Dakui and Xiaokui, were hunters with guns anyway.

(End of this chapter)