Ma Dabiao is tall and strong, and he has a beard, which makes him look very tough.
Wang Xu didn't say anything. He looked this man up and down until he became impatient and then said, "Have you ever killed a good person?"
"I don't know." Ma Dabiao tilted his neck and said angrily: "Back then, when the boss was just, he robbed the rich and gave to the poor. He probably never killed good people. Later, he joined the 24th Division. I don't know if he killed them or not. The commander had orders.
I’ll just do it, no one will explain anything to you.”
Just do what you are told, Wang Xu felt very comfortable hearing this.
He was also worried that Ma Dabiao would be an unruly person due to his complicated situation, but he didn't expect him to be quite stunned.
Er Lunzi is good. When Qi Jiguang trained his troops, he liked to use rural people as the backbone and Er Lunzi as the vanguard.
The former is obedient and easy to train.
The latter is dull and doesn't think too much.
Such people are the most desperate in fighting. Qi Jiguang was able to suppress the Japanese pirates, and the credit of these people is really indispensable.
"How much is your annual salary in the military camp?" Wang Xu took a sip of tea and asked Ma Dabiao.
Ma Dabiao didn't realize he was there, and answered honestly: "I am the platoon leader, and I get 10 yuan a year."
"I will give you ten yuan a month. Will you listen to my words?" Wang Xu swept the tea leaves with a tea lid and did not drink the tea. Instead, he looked at Ma Dabiao out of the corner of his eye.
Ma Dabiao was overjoyed when he heard this. He patted his chest and promised: "Ten dollars a month. I couldn't make that much when I was a robber. I will listen to whatever you say."
"How about twenty yuan for you?" Wang Xu asked again.
This time, Ma Dabiao couldn't make up his mind. Twenty yuan a month was more than two hundred yuan a year. Even after ten years in the army, he didn't get that much.
Thinking that he had been through life and death all these years and had not saved a fortune, Ma Dabiao got angry and shouted: "With so much money, I can give you my life!"
"Okay, what I want is your words." Wang Xu slammed the table, took the banknotes at hand, separated half of them without looking at them, and handed them forward: "Take it, this is to buy your life.
money.”
"Hey!" Ma Dabiao was not surprised but overjoyed. He took the banknote and ran away, shouting: "Mom, I have enough money to find a wife. Our family doesn't have to have children anymore. We want to live a good life!"
Ma Dabiao ran very fast and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
The guard next to Wang Xu looked a little dazed, and subconsciously said: "With so much money, he won't run away, right?"
"If I run away, I'll run away. This little money is just drizzle to me. If I didn't run away, I would have made money." Wang Xu is not short of money, what he is short of is people, loyal and reliable people.
Either Ma Dabiao is not the best actor and his acting skills are sky-high, or he is really dull.
Wang Xu is more convinced that it is the latter, because based on Ma Dabiao's experience, a smart person cannot be just a platoon leader.
You know, these are troubled times, and political power comes from the barrel of a gun.
Ma Dabiao has been in the army for eight years, raising pigs in the army and surviving hundreds of battles. He should have been promoted to regimental commander in these years.
And according to what he said, Ma Dabiao also did private work for his superiors. Such a person is a direct descendant at first glance. But in the end, he is just a platoon leader. If he didn't take the blame for others for a long time, he would not believe it even if he beat Wang Xu to death.
"Yang Ergou, what's going on at Ma Dabiao's house?" Ma Dabiao ran away, and Wang Xu could only ask others.
Yang Ergou was from this village and knew about Ma Dabiao. He thought about it and said, "Brother Ma is a very nice person. In the past two months, the neighboring village was robbing us of water wells. Brother Ma beat them away by himself."
There are a few, which are amazing. And my mother always said that Brother Ma is a filial son and asked me to learn from Brother Ma."
After listening to Yang Ergou's words, Wang Xu was even more satisfied, but he still asked strangely: "He is so kind, why are you so afraid of him?"
Yang Ergou couldn't answer, and no one around him spoke.
After a while, a child of six or seven years old shouted: "My grandfather said he was a bearded man and not a good person..."
"Beard!" Wang Xu understood, it turned out that this was the problem.
Beard is a dialect used to describe bandits and bandits, as well as a derogatory term for forest heroes.
No matter how good a person Ma Dabiao is, he is also a gangster, so he is different from these common people. It is just like we know that there is a robber living next door. Even if he behaves well on weekdays, in our eyes he is a person from two different worlds.
"Ma Dabiao has been a platoon leader in the regular army and is a veteran for many years. He should have no problem leading dozens of people. My escort team is not going to fight, but is just transporting antiques from the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region. There are 180 people in total.
That’s about it, Ma Dabiao is more than qualified.”
Wang Xu didn't care if Ma Dabiao was a little stunned. What he cared about was whether this person was honest and honest, as long as he didn't have too many tricks.
After all, he is not afraid of people. The escort is not a revolutionary armed force, and the requirements for a commander are not high. With a gun, Wang Xu is satisfied if he can compete with bandits and puppet troops. The most important thing is loyalty.
Ma Dabiao is a filial son, and he has an old lady above him. This is his weakness.
Wang Xu likes people with weaknesses, which means they can be controlled. Such people will not take their things and fly away after getting rich.
"Mr. Wang, who is Mr. Wang?" Ma Dabiao had only been away for about ten minutes when he squeezed in from the crowd accompanied by an old lady.
Wang Xu raised his eyes and saw that the old lady's eyes seemed to be not very good. She squinted her eyes and looked left and right, looking very strenuous.
"Old man, are you looking for me?" Wang Xu took the initiative to greet her. When he got closer, he found that the old lady's pupils were very blurred, which only happens to people with cataracts.
"I'm Da Biao's mother. He came home with a lot of money and said it was the salary you gave him. Is this a thing?" Old lady Ma's eyes were not good, but her complexion was good, and her clothes were quite new.
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Wang Xu looked at the people around him and found that Mrs. Ma's clothes were much better than those around her. She looked a bit like a city girl.
From this little incident, Wang Xu knew that Ma Dabiao was really filial. If he were an ordinary country citizen, he would be reluctant to buy clothes for the old man even if he had money. Most of the clothes worn by the old people in the country are leftovers from when they were young. They can only wear one piece of clothing.
More than ten years is common.
"Auntie, I am Mr. Wang. You can use this money with confidence. I gave it to Dabiao."
Wang Xu hit the snake with the stick, and then the old lady called Da Biao, and said: "From now on, your son will be my buddy. I am in the antique shop and I am planning to set up my own escort team. You
My son is the captain of the escort team, and his salary is twenty dollars a month."
"Twenty yuan!" The old lady was so happy that she turned to sadness. She took Ma Dabiao's arm and cried: "Damn Dabiao, you finally have something to show for yourself. Follow Mr. Wang and work hard from now on. If you let someone do it again,
Come back quickly and don't recognize me as your mother."
"Mom, I understand." Ma Dabiao knew that his mother was talking about being driven out by the Eighth Route Army.
Because of this incident, Mrs. Ma didn't sleep well for several days and almost fell seriously ill.
Ma Dabiao was so anxious that he didn't sleep for two days and two nights. He swore that he would never eat dog meat again in his life. Eating dog meat was a bad thing.
"Mom, is there anyone else in your family?" The more Ma Dabiao cared about me, the more Wang Xu felt that it was necessary to take his mother away.
In fact, Mrs. Ma is not very old, at most she is in her fifties, which is not yet retirement age in modern times.
It's just that people in this period don't have enough nutrition, and there are no cosmetics to use. In addition, they have to worry about their livelihood, so they all look older.
"There is another daughter in the family, and she was married to Liuzhuang Village. When Da Biao was away, she was the one who took care of me." When the old lady Ma said this, Wang Xu suddenly had an idea.
He turned the jade ball in his hand, looked up at Ma Dabiao, and said: "The old lady's eyes can't be dragged anymore. I know a very powerful doctor in Tianjin City. It's best to take your mother over. Maybe her eyes can still be okay."
Keep it. And, if you are willing, your sister's family can also come with you. I also have business there, and it is better to beg for food by my side than to face the loess with your back to the sky."
"Okay, this is good..." Ma Dabiao quickly nodded in agreement, not realizing at all that his relatives had gone to Tianjin City, and his control would fall into Wang Xu's hands.
Wang Xu smiled with satisfaction, saying he should be a villain before being a gentleman, and Mrs. Ma was his double insurance.
Of course, then again, as long as Ma Dabiao works hard with him, the old lady will enjoy the glory and wealth. How can Wang Xu still treat them badly?