Back to the end of the Ming Dynasty to engage in infrastructure construction

Chapter 3 I want to be an official
The logging saw emitted black smoke and easily cut into the tree.

A big tree with a thick mouth was cut down in a short time.

Zhao Cheng trimmed the branches again.

Sawing like this is very decompressive.

A piece of wood is shaped like this.

Sold with system lock.

[One elm tree, worth 5000 yuan, is it for sale? 】

"sell!"

Zhao Cheng did not hesitate.

Seeing that the system wallet showed that 5000 yuan had been credited to the account, he shook his fist excitedly.

It's that simple!
When he had money, the first thing Zhao Cheng did was to find the goods and daily necessities section, bought some bread and a roast chicken, and ate them hungrily.

In the end, I had another bottle of Coke, and I had a full burp after drinking it, which was very comfortable.

These days, I'm really hungry.

Born under the red flag and grown in the spring breeze...

Where have you ever tasted the taste of starvation?
"When people are hungry, they really don't think about anything, they just want to have enough food...

No wonder it is said that there is enough food and clothing and a sense of shame. "

Zhao Cheng sighed.

Eat and drink enough, and continue to work.

With a gasoline logging saw, the work efficiency is simply not too high.

This area is full of elm trees, all of which are decades or hundreds of years old.

A smaller one was sold to the system for more than 1000 yuan.

A bigger one, six or seven thousand...

Zhao Cheng was so tired that he was sweating all over his body, and the amount in the system wallet quickly reached more than 20.

"It's still too slow to do it by myself. I can hire a group of people later and let them cut the wood for me."

Make a decision not to cut wood for now.

Back at the entrance of the village, I opened the system mall, exchanged one hundred catties of rice and ten catties of mutton, and happily carried them home.

"Son, you're finally back! Have you figured it out?... Where did you get so much rice and meat?"

When the mother Zhao Liushi saw her son coming back, she was overjoyed at first, thinking that her son was obedient and coming home for a blind date.

Then when he saw the rice and meat in Zhao Cheng's hand, he was shocked.

Their family has never had so much rice grain!
Boom!
Zhao Cheng directly put the rice and meat on the table.

"My son made military exploits and made money. These are all rewards from the superior." Zhao Cheng said the reason he had thought about long ago.

"Have you made military achievements? Have you fought a war? Is my son injured?"

Zhao Liushi had white hair and piled up wrinkles, and quickly took Zhao Cheng's hand to look him up and down.

Zhao Cheng felt warm in his heart.

"No! My son is amazing!"

"My son, don't be too stupid! When you encounter a war, hide behind. Swords and guns have no eyes!"

Mrs. Zhao and Liu first wiped away tears and gave some advice, and then, looking at the pile of grain and meat, she became happy.

"That's great! With so much grain, how many liters of rice and two catties of meat are taken out, the old Wang's family in the village east will happily marry their daughter to us?"

"Mother, the daughter of the old Wang family is a fool!"

"What's wrong with the idiot? I've seen it before, that girlfriend has a big butt, is big and thick, can give birth and work... What else do you want?
You don't even look at our own conditions!Could it be that you really want to be a bachelor? "Zhao Liu's eyes widened, and he began to scold.

Zhao Cheng: "..."

Five big and three thick fools...

He couldn't agree with his mother's aesthetics.

"Mother, I have to go to Suocheng first, Lord Baihu said he wants to see me."

Zhao Cheng found an excuse and hurried out.

"My son can talk to Lord Baihu? Hurry up! Hurry up! Don't miss the hour."

Master Baihu, in the eyes of Zhao Liushi, he is a great official!
Coming out of the village, Zhao Cheng immediately opened the system store and picked out a war horse.

Thirty or forty miles from the village to the Baihusuo is too far to walk.

"Mongolian horses are short in size and lack explosive power; Dawan horses are good... purebred horses are so expensive! Arabian horses are also fine..."

Zhao Cheng looked at them one by one, and finally selected a Budyonny horse based on various factors such as price.

This is a warm-blooded horse bred by the former Soviet Union. It has been used as a military horse. It is tall and strong, has strong endurance and endurance, and is very suitable for galloping on the battlefield.

A four-year-old Budyonny horse only costs 1 yuan.

"This is estimated to be calculated directly at the price of the country of origin! The system is really kind!"

The transaction was completed, and immediately, a tall horse appeared in front of him.

The coat is shiny and healthy.

Zhao Cheng bought a full set of saddles and stirrups, got on the horse, and gave himself a military saber that he had used in his previous life.

Suddenly, full of confidence.

"I have an AK47, and two Desert Eagles. Plus this horse and saber... In this world, who can stop me?"

With his own safety guaranteed, Zhao Cheng dared to let go of his hands and feet to do things.

"The clothes are so poor."

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Zhao Cheng was going to run for office in the city, so of course he had to dress decently.

In the system mall, I customized a mandarin duck shirt. The price was a bit expensive, and it cost 8000 yuan.

It's normal to think about it.

Handmade costumes are inherently expensive.

Some distressed exchanged.

Once I got it, I immediately felt it was worth it.

This mandarin duck battle jacket is so exquisite, knee-length, narrow sleeves, layers of cotton are tightly pressed, and copper nails are smashed into it, and it is also dotted with protective copper pieces...

Zhao Cheng immediately felt that even ordinary arrows might not be able to penetrate the battle jacket after a certain distance.

It's more than 30 miles away, and it takes half an hour to ride a horse.

"Is Master Baihu at home? Please let me know, and my subordinate Zhao Cheng will ask to see you."

At the gate of Baihu's house, Zhao Cheng got off his horse and hugged the door.

Menzi said first, what a horse!

Now Zhao Cheng, wearing a brand new mandarin duck battle jacket, is tall and big, he doesn't dare to underestimate him.

"Dare to ask this is..."

"Strong ground Huo Ludun pier Zhao Cheng!"

"Qiangdi Huo Ludun...Dun Bing?" Menzi choked a little when he heard that, and his face immediately changed, "A pier soldier, where do you have the courage to meet Lord Baihu?"

Zhao Cheng smiled, stepped forward and pulled Menzi's hand, and quietly slipped a dime of silver over it.

Menzi glanced at it and immediately shivered.

silver!

He is the disciple of the adults of Baihu, and he thinks he is superior to others.

Anyone who comes to see Mr. Baihu must respect him.

Gift giving is also a common thing.

But usually just send some copper coins.

It's the first time that Zhao Cheng's shot is worth a dime.

A smile appeared on Menzi's face immediately.

"Too polite! Just wait, I'll report to you."

After a while, the door came back.

"Master Baihu is busy dealing with military affairs, and he didn't want to see any guests at first. I said it carefully, and the lord gave me face... Come in with me!"

He just wanted to make Zhao Cheng feel that the money was not wasted.

Zhao Cheng naturally understood, he smiled without revealing, thanked him, and followed the door.

In the hall, Zhang Wei from a hundred households just woke up from a nap and was drinking tea leisurely.

Since Zhao Cheng crossed over, everyone he saw had a pale face and a thin body.

Only Zhang Baihu was fat and fat with a ruddy complexion.

The nutrition is quite good, but no matter how you look at it, it is not as powerful as a military officer.

"Are you Wang Liangping's soldier?" Zhang Baihu raised his eyelids, and glanced at Zhao Cheng's brand new mandarin duck jacket.

(End of this chapter)