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

Chapter 7 Whoever is a white-eyed wolf will be killed

The imperial court stipulated that Dunbing had three buckets of rice and grain every month, and it was still in arrears and could not be paid.

Zhao Cheng gave Wu Dou directly, and he would not default on it...

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Can you really have a full meal?"

someone asked.

"Of course! They are all from the same village, can I still lie to you?
As long as you come, you can have white flour steamed buns right now!It's all ready for you! "

Zhao Cheng pointed to the white flour steamed buns next to him.

Talking about a thousand words and ten thousand words is not as good as having food next to it.

"Gudong!"

Someone's throat was wriggling, swallowing saliva.

"Second idiot, are you trying to trick us into going to war?"

At this time, someone spoke coldly, with a sour tone in his tone.

This is an elder in the village, called Uncle Laigen, who is in his fifties and "well-informed".

"Yes! It must be so.

This is a war reward, right?
Er idiot, you are not authentic!How could you lie to the people in your own village like this? "

"Dali! Don't be stupid, take off your clothes and get off the horse!
Your brother has already joined Xiaoqi and became a member of the military household. Your household registration is not military household registration, but you followed Ersha to join the army. Are you stupid? "

"..."

This time, it was regarded as "awakening" everyone, and everyone was clamoring.

Zhao Cheng's face darkened.

He thought it would be easy to recruit people with money and food.

I didn't expect such a trouble to happen.

It is true that he came to the village to recruit people to develop his power, but the villagers are the first to benefit!

You know, these people are starving to death!
How could they turn against him?

"Don't talk nonsense! How could the second idiot harm me?"

Niu Dali blushed so anxiously that his neck was thick.

He can't speak, but he believes that Zhao Cheng will definitely not harm him.

"It's all voluntary!" Zhao Cheng said.

For such villagers, the more you persuade them, the more they feel that you want to harm them.

Zhao Cheng didn't bother.

In this era, everything is lacking, but there is no shortage of people.

At the end of Ming Dynasty, there were [-] million people.The refugees everywhere have become disasters.

"I mean what I say, everyone who comes will get a liter of flour.

But remember, I can give you this white flour for the sake of our fellow villagers.

I am developed, I will help you, and I don’t ask you to praise me, thank me,
However, if any of you take advantage of me and scold me after eating my white noodles...

Whether it's in front of you or behind your back, I won't spare you!I have this knife under my hand, let alone spare you! "

With a sonorous voice, Zhao Cheng drew out his saber with a "shua".

The military saber made in the 21st century is shiny and extremely sharp, reflecting Zhao Cheng's cold face, which is very frightening.

"You don't have to take white noodles. If you take white noodles, you have to say I'm good. Whoever dares to be a white-eyed wolf will be chopped off."

Zhao Cheng put down his harsh words.

Finally, he said: "Whoever hears what I say can line up to get white noodles.

Vigorously, give people white flour, one liter per person.

If you don't want to follow what I did, you just take the flour and leave.

If you want to follow me, I will accept as many people as you want.

In addition to being a pier just mentioned, there are other jobs. "

As soon as he said these words, a group of people immediately rushed forward and rushed towards the white flour pile.

"Don't grab it! Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

The cow yelled vigorously.

He is very big, but it also has a certain deterrent effect.

Zhao Cheng was riding a straddle horse, holding a saber in his hand, and his face was icy cold, which calmed down everyone's boiling blood.

Zhao Cheng was calm on the surface, but he also let out a deep breath in his heart.

There was almost a looting!
He still doesn't know enough about this era.

If there are similar things in the future, more people must be arranged to take charge.

Niu Dali also relaxed his heart and began to distribute flour to everyone.

"White flour! Really white flour!"

"Why is this white flour so white?"

"smell good!"

Someone held it in his hand and couldn't help but lick it first, and then tears flowed down.

How long have they not eaten white noodles?
Moreover, Zhao Cheng's flour is purchased from the system, which is the production standard of the 21st century.

In this era, even if there is white flour, it is ground on a stone mill with shells, and the color is black.

During the holidays, if you can eat a meal of blackened white noodles, it is considered a landlord's life.

Have they ever seen such white flour?

They can't describe it, but they can feel the refreshing fragrance of the food.

Each person gets one liter of such fine flour.

No one is in a hurry to leave, they are all waiting here.

Even Uncle Laijian squatted outside the crowd with white noodles.

"Second idiot...brother!" a young man said.

He called Ersha and got used to it.

However, now I always feel that it is inappropriate to call out again, so I subconsciously added the word "brother".

"If I follow you, can I really eat this big steamed bun? Can I really have enough to eat every day?"

"Of course! I'm not lying. As long as you do things with me, you can get a big steamed bun immediately.

Five big steamed buns, one egg, and one pound of cooked meat! "

"I did it!" the young man agreed immediately.

Zhao Cheng smiled.He has tasted the taste of starvation, it is not good!

For a person who has been starving all year round, it takes too much perseverance to refuse big meat and steamed buns.

"Strong! Give him something to eat!

Give it as I just said.

After eating, help maintain order by the side. "

"okay!"

Niu Dali agreed, and immediately distributed steamed buns and meat.

The man took it and ate the steamed bun first.

A big steamed bun was eaten up in a few mouthfuls.

The cooked meat filled his mouth, and he rolled his eyes from choking.

"I'll do it with the second idiot too!"

"And me!"

"..."

Watching others eat meat and white steamed buns, how can other people bear it?
Anyway, let's have a full meal first!
Zhao Cheng bought a total of [-] big steamed buns, which was not enough, he did this on purpose.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer steamed buns, and it would be too late to get a turn, the people behind immediately became more anxious, scrambling to join.

In the end, hundreds of people came, and more than 80 people expressed their willingness to follow Zhao Cheng.

Of course, for the ones added later, there is no big steamed bun to eat, only one egg.

I secretly regret it in my heart.

If you express your opinion earlier, you can get five more steamed buns.

If you encounter such a thing in the future, you must be more positive.

The remaining [-] or so people did not express their views, and they were all the most conservative, because they were worried that this would be an opening meal, and after eating, they would go to the battlefield and fight.

These people were too timid, and Zhao Cheng didn't need them, so he just screened them out.

Then, Zhao Cheng selected 80 young, strong, honest and honest people from the 7 people.

"The seven of you will follow me as pier soldiers. Three meals a day, enough rice and noodles, and meat for every meal. Five buckets of rice and noodles are paid every month.

Others do long-term, long-term work, including cutting trees, building houses, digging wells..."

(End of this chapter)