At the morning of February 5, 1625 (7:00 to 9:00), under the leadership of the head of the Ministry of War, Fang Qingli Office, a member of the Ministry of War sent by the Ministry of War, Yang Feng came to the Qianhu House, located in the west of Mochou Lake.

The head of the Qing Lisi Department of the Office was named Shi Kai. He was in his forties and was of medium height, with a long whisper under his jaw. This guy has been ignorant and uneven since this morning, just as Yang Feng owed him eight hundred yuan to pay it back. He finally got on the carriage and came to the Qianhu House in Jiangdongmen. The time was already (9:00 to 11:00).

Yang Feng spent a lot of money to take office today. Yesterday, under Yang Laishun's leadership, he bought a Huang Cong horse in the horse market. He spent 150 taels of silver on Yang Feng, which made Yang Feng feel very distressed. But Yang Laishun also said that the horse was worth buying. Yang Feng quietly calculated what the concept of 150 taels of silver was equivalent to 100,000 Chinese coins in the future, and it must be worth the price of an economical car. It seems that no matter in ancient times or modern times, the price of transportation has never been cheap.

After Shi Kai brought Yang Feng to the Qianhu Office, a deputy Qianhu led the governor, officials, and a group of hundreds of households, styles, and general flags to worship Shi Kai and Yang Feng.

After both parties saw the ceremony, the Shi Director pointed at Yang Feng and said lightly: "Everyone, this is your new agent Qianhu. In the future, he will be responsible for the affairs of the Qianhu Office in Jiangdong. If you have any problems, you don't have to bother us. Just find Lord Yang. Have you heard it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly!" Everyone answered sparsely.

"That's good." Shi Zhengshi nodded carelessly, "Since that's the case, then I will go back first." After saying that, he got on the carriage without waiting for everyone to speak.

"Master Shi, please stay!"

He said that, before Yang Feng could speak, a dark and sturdy man rushed out of the crowd and ran behind Director Shi and smiled and said, "Master Shi, since you have arrived here, how can you not drink a glass of water and wine before leaving? If you just left like this, wouldn't it be a pity for the people in the Qianhu Station of Jiangdongmen who are not polite? I hope you will be proud of your face. It's not too late to come in and drink a glass of water and wine before leaving!"

Seeing the man's originally honest face showing a nearly flattering smile, Director Shi's originally indifferent face also showed signs of "thawing". But when he turned his head and saw Yang Feng standing beside him with an indifferent look on his face, he was so angry that he snorted and said, "It's not necessary to drink. As the saying goes, no matter how much you say, Geng Qianhu, you can drink it yourself. I have something to do, so I will go back first."

After saying that, Director Shi was about to get into the carriage, but before he could enter, he heard Yang Feng's voice coming from behind: "Master Shi, you are leaving, it's easy to leave and not send him off!"

Master Shi staggered and almost fell off the carriage. He turned his head and glared at Yang Feng with a hatred. After doing it again, he shook the curtain hard to cover his whole person. Then he said hatefully: "Let's go..."

Yang Feng ignored the carriage that had already returned, turned to the officers standing beside him and said, "Everyone, Director Shi has gone far away, why are you still standing here? Go in now!"

The officers looked at each other, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in several people's eyes. In the end, the deputy Qianhu, named Geng, winked at everyone, and then everyone lowered their heads.

Everyone's reactions fell in Yang Feng's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He had long been prepared for this situation. After all, reality is not a fantasy novel. The situation where the tiger's body shook and came to worship was never possible. After all, Su Jin took the lead in his eyes, he walked forward.

Seeing Yang Feng moving, Geng Deputy Qianhu sighed and stepped forward and said, "Master Qianhu, please follow Beizhi."

Under the guidance of Geng’s deputy Qianhu, everyone walked into the Qianhu House in Jiangdongmen, and the Huang Congma riding from Yang Feng had already been led by someone to feed the fodder.

Qianhu in the Ming Dynasty was an independent town. Yang Feng felt the cold wind rushing towards him while walking. The cold wind kept holding some snow particles and hitting his face. Fortunately, Yang Feng's body became abnormal after several times of strengthening, so this cold had no effect on him.

After entering the garage, looking around, the Qianhu House of Jiangdongmen was like the small rural towns in the remote mountainous areas in the 1970s and 1980s. Most of them were earthen houses, thatched huts, etc. There were a few ragged people walking on the street, or squatting or standing in every corner, looking at Yang Feng and the group of officers following him with awe.

There are several streets of the garrison. Except for the main street leading to Qianhu House and the official office, which is paved with big bluestone, the others are dirt roads. Snowflakes fall on it, making these places hard. It is cold, without popularity, and without vitality.

Looking at these ragged people along the way, Yang Feng turned to ask Geng’s deputy chief who was beside him and asked in surprise: “Defendant Qianhu, are these people from our garrison?”

Geng Deputy Qianhu whispered: "That's right!"

"Have our garage station been so poor?" Yang Feng couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. This is not a place for people to stay. This is even poorer than the village Yang Feng encountered when he first traveled through time. In terms of the 21st century, this does not meet the conditions for human survival!

"Sir, the garrisons and thousands of households in the world are actually the same. Our garrisons in Nanjing are actually better. If you go to the border to see them, they are not as good as us." A young man with a slightly white appearance interjected.

"Ergou, shut up!" A middle-aged man in his forties scolded him, and then smiled and said with apologies: "Master Qianhu, young people are ignorant, so don't take it to heart."

"It's okay, I...I am not an unreasonable person." Yang Feng said lightly, but he had already remembered the appearance of the young man.

After visiting Qianhu Institution, Yang Feng also observed the entire Qianhu Institution. In addition to the main street and alleyway, the fortress also has temples, archways, water wells and other living buildings. In addition to residential buildings, there are also important military facilities such as barracks, military granaries, and horse farms in the garage.

Not only that, there are even the Military Weapon Bureau, the Shenji Hangar, which is specialized in fire collection, and the Gunpowder Bureau. Outside the garrison, there is also a school ground for sergeants to train and a martial arts hall for officers to command and rest. It can be said that although the sparrow is small, it is full of all organs!
Chapter completed!