Chapter 105: There are flaws

If you give food to someone when they are full, he will hate you; if you give food to someone when they are hungry, he will thank you; if you give food to someone who is on the verge of starvation in the year of famine, he will be grateful to you and even entrust your life to you.

Although Jiang Feng used this method to buy more than 130 servants, as a person who had no foundation and had only money to those who bought them, this method was faster to bring the relationship between the master and servant closer together.

There were no fools in all dynasties in China, but compared with the later Qing Dynasty and modern times, the relationship between people was still very simple at that time. Jiang Feng's kindness to these 130 young men, such as "not slandering" and "life-saving grace", immediately received the other party's loyalty to death, at least this is the case now.

Chen Dahu watched the stone house open in the distance, and the people kneeling inside knew that he was no longer needed here, so he took his men down the mountain quietly.

Jiang Feng looked at the people in front of him who were standing firmly, and they were not as Tiedan said at all. They were all strong men in their twenties. The images of these people in front of him made him vaguely remember the appearance of African refugees he saw in modern news. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he had to admit that this method was effective. The people in front of him who kept kowtowing all looked full of gratitude and respect when they looked up.

"You guys suffer!"

After a sigh, he unexpectedly received the thanks and the crying sounds of suffering. Jiang Feng's face was filled with a smile like spring breeze and shouted at the boss of the Ma family behind him:

"Boss Ma, please arrange hot soup and rice for the young people, and bring cotton coats and other things over. Don't freeze and starve these children."

There was another expected kowtow in the stone house. The villagers pulled all the things up in big trucks. The mountain road without snow was not difficult to walk. This was all due to the "coolie" in front of them who did not have day and night. Under Jiang Feng's advice, the food he brought was not big fish and meat, but rather some rice soup and vegetable cakes that were quite bland. This is not stingy. If a person who has been hungry suddenly ingests those high-protein and high-fat delicacies, he will generally die.

Jiang Feng heard about this knowledge in modern times, and it was told by the old fisherman who provided aquatic products to a school-run restaurant in a vocational technical secondary school.

Jiang Feng did not waste all his time on these young people, but asked Boss Ma to lead these people to sort out the dirty stone house. In just one and a half months, the stone house and stone wall had already wrapped the village of more than a dozen families. The stone house faced the bottom, and the stone wall extended from both ends of the stone house to the steep hillside behind, forming a small stone village.

After all, Chen Dahu was a small officer in the Warriors Camp of the Imperial Horse Supervisor in the capital. He was quite familiar with some basic knowledge of marching and fighting. This village was built according to this.

After cleaning for a long time, the second full meal and hot water slowly restored the spirit of these young people, which shows that Chen Dahu is still quite sensible in his actions. Although it completely destroyed the spirit of these young people, it has not yet destroyed the bodies of these people.

Jiang Feng roughly arranged the outside and left it to Zhao Xiucai to arrange it there. In addition to the things in the village, the cart was given to these young people, and more cotton coats were given to these young people. Then he took Zhang Liang to the house in the name of drinking tea and chatting.

The people around, including Yang Da’s wife, were all unloading things from the cart and distributing them. Everyone was happy and smiling. Besides, their master asked about things. What else was strange about going to the house for tea! When Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang walked in, Jiang Feng crossed his hands and shook his right hand towards everything below. Although the movement was quite concealed, it was just for Zhang Liang to see.

Zhang Liang was stunned, then stood by the door with the musket in his hand, reached out and cut off the fuse that had just been hung. The copper tube fire media in his hand came out and placed it on the kang beside the door. There was a cool breeze blowing in the crack in the door, just to keep the fire media red.

Then he leaned against the wall with his hands behind his back. The action just now was a set of sign language in the Jinyiwei, which has a lot in common with the sign language of modern special forces. Because the actions of the Jinyiwei are mostly fighting in cities and indoors, this thing appears according to the purpose.

Crossing hands and shaking them was to block the door and see my instructions. Going downwards was to kill if you act. Now, Zhang Liang did not hesitate to execute Jiang Feng's orders. The relationship between master and disciple in the Ming Dynasty was not a joke. Yang Da did not notice such a small action at all.

He picked up a teapot wrapped in cotton directly on the table and said:

"Master, we have nothing to drink here, we just made some jujube leaves to make tea. If you don't dislike it, drink it to moisten your throat."

Jiang Feng took the tea bowl and took a sip. His mouth was full of bitterness, but he still endured it. He seemed to remember something, and turned around and followed Zhang Liang and said:

"Advisor, go find Boss Ma. Dahu and the others didn't take away some of the things, hurry up and catch up!"

Zhang Liang was stunned, then understood and ran out hurriedly, pulled the boss Ma who was busy there, and whispered:

"You are now riding a horse to chase Chen Dahu and the others below, and tell them to wait on the mountainside for half an hour. If you hear the sound of a musket here, come up quickly. If there is nothing to do in half an hour, send someone to come to find me before leaving."

Although the boss of the Ma family was a little confused, he hurriedly ran towards the horse. When Zhang Liang returned to the house, Jiang Feng was laughing with Yang Da and talking about the past life of the fifth floor village. Yang Da looked very steady and didn't talk much. Basically, Jiang Feng asked a question, just answered:

The oldest man in Wulouzhuang is only in his fifties. He has never been hungry in Zhuangzi. According to Yang Da, the men in Zhuangzi are all good at archery skills. Because they are close to the level of Wulou Mountain, there is a key place to guard against Mongolian Tartars.

There are few people, so there are many animals. Every year, they rely on hunting and collecting mountain delicacies, then go down the mountain to exchange for some money, or sell them directly on the roadside to buy grain. In recent years, the elderly and women have also cultivated some land around the farm, which is quite comfortable.

As for why Jiang Feng sold it easily when he came to buy it, Yang Da said that since he wanted to buy this farm, the villager must stay as the farmer. There is no rent here at all. It is probably for other purposes. So the whole village is just going to join the Jiang family, so it is better to have a scoop.

A dozen families would not have any official documents. If someone really bullies him, he would probably be driven to other places immediately. In Jiang Feng's name, he could be considered an official support. Hearing this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. It turned out that this was a natural village, and there was no report in the government. Isn't it a sucker for just spending money to buy it?

Zhang Liang turned around and asked aside, and said:

"If you go out later, tell Lao Zhao and ask him to reissue the documents and spend some money in the government."

Zhang Liang smiled and said:

"Master, Mr. Zhao has already completed these things."

Yang Da from the other side saw that the bowl in Jiang Feng's hand was empty, so he hurriedly brought the teapot to pour water. Jiang Feng put the bowl on the table and asked straight to the point:

"Yang Da, are all from Liaodong families in your village?"

Yang Da continued to pour water, with a little surprised expression, but there was no violent reaction and answered:

"I thought you guys knew about this for a long time? Didn't I speak with a Liaodong accent?"

He laughed dryly for a few times, and Jiang Feng was also wondering if he was thinking too much, but this matter was too careless and continued to ask:

"I heard you say that when you went up the mountain, the thousand households, which one is?"

Hearing this, Yang Da's face changed rapidly and fell on the table. His body subconsciously shrank towards the back. Jiang Feng moved more quickly than him. He stood up and grabbed his arm. Yang Da still kept a short knife on his waist, but he did not dare to reach out to touch it.

Because Zhang Liang, who was standing opposite him, had already taken out the steel knife at his waist, and Jiang Feng was already holding the dagger in his hand. Yang Da was surprised and puzzled. He knew the problem of his liking to talk to himself, but his voice was always very low. When he spoke at night, even the woman around him didn't know what to say and how the other party heard it.

He naturally didn't know that Jiang Feng was from the modern time travel. His hearing became extremely sensitive once he changed to the quietness of the Ming Dynasty in the noisy and chaotic environment of later generations. Of course, if there was such a coincidence, it would be considered that Yang Da was unlucky. Jiang Feng looked at Yang Da without any intention of resisting.

He smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, I want to hear the stories of you more than a dozen families?"

Yang Da looked at Zhang Liang who was eyeing him, Jiang Feng, who was holding his arm tightly in front of him, sighed dejectedly, and said:

"One dozen of our households escaped from Dongningwei..."
Chapter completed!