Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 172 Brainwashing
In the era that Wang Hou traveled through, the general strategic phalanx was to allow some people to get rich first, and get rich first, and then get rich later.

After this employee mobilization meeting, after returning home, the prisoner-of-war camp became lively, and everyone said that it was passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and the clothes were deformed. The heads of the dilapidated houses that were locked up for two or three months can be seen everywhere. The new ruling class of the prisoner camp selected by Cao Jun sputtered and talked in the vernacular, while the Yuan Bing below, who had lost their former backbone and could not read a single word, listened stupidly there.

"In a few days, our team will go to Puyang to plant land for Mr. Wang! Let me tell you, this is a good opportunity. Each person will be given [-] acres of land, which will be cultivated for three years. How big is [-] acres of land? Uh, It’s as big as the field you planted for Mr. Li’s family! As long as you work for three years, the food will belong to you, and Mr. Puyang Wang will send you home with drums and gongs!”

"Take advantage of the opportunity to run away? Don't say that, Mr. Wang practiced the continuous sitting method! What is the continuous sitting method? You ran away, the second child, and the remaining ten in our team, all beheaded! For brother The heads of a few, I can say the ugly words first, whoever dares to think about it, regardless of the brothers, I will stab him first!"

"Where can we find such a good thing, take care of the food, take care of the house, and return the food? It will only take three years. After three years, our brothers will return to our hometown!"

It has to be an inner ghost. It is estimated that Cao Jun will say that it is useless to say it eight times. The bitterness of these people who are farming together haha ​​said it again. Most of Yuan Jun’s captives were really blinded. The captive camp was finally out of the cage. The large group of Yuan Jun, a production brigade of about a hundred people, foolishly followed ten Cao Jun like a preset settlement.

Here, Wang Hou is proud again.

To build a traditional dilapidated thatched house like that in the Han Dynasty, a lot of hay and wood are needed, but what Dongjun lacks is wood, and there is not enough time. Although it feels ugly, it is impossible to gather these thirty shareholders. I didn't accept Wang Hou's suggestion of Guandu military camp-style dormitory, and I didn't build the village anymore. I dug the foundation on the original village site, and then built a small cement two-story building anyway.

The bricks are in place, the cement is in place, and the steel bars are in place. This thing can be repaired much faster than traditional houses. The steel bars are sandwiched inside. The black bricks of the Han Dynasty are piled up, and the cement is filled again. In five or six days, a 400-square-meter two One-story rural small buildings were built.

But in terms of furnishings, it is not as strong as the group rented houses lived by the hard-working North Drifters of later generations. There are only single rooms separated by about two square meters for each person, and there are a hundred small narrow rooms on the first and second floors. Each room is kept warm. There is only a window the size of a box, the first floor is a collective restaurant, there is collective heating from the stove flue, collective toilets, and a warehouse for storing things is built near the small building, and everything is done.

Of course, the house was not completed in one step, and these captives were not put in all in one batch, but transported in batches, and arrived in batches. In order to win the trust of the captives, here, Wang Hou also gave full play to the role of propaganda!Those who repaired the dormitories and warehouses in advance were brought back to the prisoner camp by him for propaganda.

A large iron pot was bubbling and bubbling on the fire. The second senior brother from the Pudong pig farm was poorly chopped into small pieces and thrown into the iron pot to chug. Along with it, the Yellow River carp was stewed in soy sauce and pepper. Cooked fragrant.

It's a pity that there are no large cornmeal pancakes in this era, so we can only use white flour steamed buns to stick on the pot wall. Those Yuan Jun prisoners who have not been sent out in the prisoner camp are drooling, and Yuan Jun, who was sent out in the early [-]s, was responsible for the construction. The steamed bun holds the meat in one hand, and the mouth is full of oil when eating.

Before crossing over, there was a seller of health care products downstairs in Wang Hou, who brought a group of old men and women to shout slogans every day.

Is it good to purify the blood?

it is good!very good!very good!Oye!
Wang Hou was brainwashed by what he was talking about every day, and now it comes in handy. While those Yuan Jun prisoners are drooling, the second devil who burns a cauldron... ahem, Cao Jun activists also started there, while Shouted while eating.

"Is it okay to work for Dongjun Agricultural Reclamation Company?"

The pre-dispatched captives who were eating oily mouths below were also shouting excitedly there.

"Okay! Very good! Very good! Work for Master Wang and have meat to eat! Oye!"

Watching them eat meat and smelling the scent, the greedy tongues of the captives who have not been sent out almost swallowed it.

This is not too much, the No.3 team out of the ten teams eats big pot meat, and the No.1 team actually gets a wife on the spot!
That was the era of Wang Hou. Whenever he nagged about being single, his parents would nagging. It was better in their era!Never worry about finding a partner, just organize and send them directly!Now Wang Hou has also realized this. Years of wars have killed a large number of men. In this era, there are more women than men, but still not every man can be a wife!
It is also the cruelty of this era, women are not treated as human beings!Among the refugees in Chenliu County, Wang Hou got hundreds of women in exchange for food.

The suona of wah wah wah was loudly blowing. The girl’s family gave a red cloth head as a hijab, and the man’s family gave a red silk as a big red flower. There, one worships the heaven and the earth, the second worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worship each other.

In the envy and jealousy that the eyes of the captives who were not dispatched would pop out, these groom officials pointed their heads in the distance, kowtowed to the "elders" Wang Hou and his wife, and then faced the organization's distribution Kowtow to your object.

It is also braised pork in a big iron pot with carp, but it is accompanied by a beautiful woman, and the food is even more delicious. The No. 3 production team on the other side is jealous. At the beginning, it was said that the No. 1 team in the whole team gave They still don't believe the daughter-in-law, and now they can't wait to give themselves two slaps, why don't they work in the dark!Isn't the daughter-in-law got it by herself now!

Even if they are like this, let alone those prisoners who have not left the camp, now what they are thinking in their heads is not whether Cao Jun's words count!Whether they can be given food, whether they can be released back to Hebei after three years, etc., have been filled with heads full of marrying wives. Those who don’t have wives can solve life-long affairs, and those who have wives would mind having one more!

After three days of excitement, the second batch of 2 captives was also dispatched to the settlements. This time the dispatch was even more enthusiastic than the first 1 people. Every Yuan Jun prisoner was like Mundo, clattering their tongues , They don't even need to lead Cao Jun to urge them, they have already urge them behind.

"Hurry up! Master Military!"

"Waiting to marry a wife! Jun Ye, I'll treat you to a wedding wine then!"

With this treatment, even the envious leader Cao Jun grinned, muttering angrily while walking along.

"Why didn't I become a prisoner, and let Wang Fujun take him prisoner? I also want a daughter-in-law!"

It was still on the small turret in Zhongmou County, watching the restless Yuan Jun prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp under their feet, the corners of Wang Hou's mouth could not help revealing a wretched smile.

In fact, he didn’t spend much. One pig had 150 catties of meat, and a production brigade had less than 100 people. Five pigs were enough to eat. Adding spices and firewood, he didn’t have much money in total. As for the women he bought from the refugees , the price is so low that it’s pathetic, a drop of a stone, a young woman in her teens and twenties, and not all of them have it, a brigade of 1000 people, only the top three who complete the construction task, but such a incentive, now The more than 7 Yuan soldiers captured were no longer Yuan Shao's Hebei Yuan soldiers, but employees of Wang Hou's Dongjun Agricultural Reclamation Company!

Make big!
(End of this chapter)