One pound of rice a day is nothing, but there are now more than 100 households in Zhuangzi, and each family has a laborer......

It is more than ten taels of expenses a day, and as a housekeeper, Fu Bo is a little hesitant.

"In addition, tell the farmers that the people who work at noon will take care of the food and do it."

Han Chen's face was expressionless, and he continued to order, "As long as you go to work, you can eat a big pot of rice in the village at night, mother-in-law, children, old people, brothers and sisters, all can come to eat, and be full." ”

"But young master, this money ......"

Fu Bo was a little scared, near Ningbo County, large and small Zhuangzi, didn't do this.

"Amitabha, Lord Han has great compassion."

With a Buddha horn, the shiny head of the Xuelang monk paced out of the gatehouse.

Han Chen immediately laughed, arched his hand and said: "The master praises falsely, it's just that I'm a pompous and pampered person, and I can't see a poor sour image." ”

When Xue Lang heard this, he just smiled, his eyes were pure and loving, as if he was looking at a hard-mouthed child.

Pompous and pampered?

Han Xianggong's poetry is romantic, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Wenqu stars in the sky that descend to earth, how can it be exaggerated?

As for pampering, Han Chen's background experience, not to mention Ningbo County, is now known to everyone in the entire Jiangnan Shilin.

He has been poor since he was a child, and his studies have been difficult, his parents have passed away one after another, and there is no family to take care of him.

What he did was nothing more than to see the farmers suffer, and to change his ways to compensate for the poor.

The rich family who gave porridge and grain, and the monk Xuelang also saw a lot, so it can only be said that the man was a little compassionate.

But what Han Chen did seemed to be squeezing the labor of the banker, but in fact, he was taking care of the other party's self-esteem and replacing the change with work.

At this time, the people are very hard-hearted, especially the villagers in this village, who are really giving up the porridge, willing to give up the skin, and take the old and young in the family with a bowl to receive the porridge, I am afraid that there will not be a few.

Being stared at by Monk Xuelang was a little embarrassed, Han Chen took the initiative to ask, "Why did the master come from?" Why don't you go inside and rest? My eldest brother and three younger brothers are all in the village, and they can also talk about poetry with the master. ”

"The poor monk will respond to Tianda Bao'en Temple tomorrow, and before leaving, he came to inform Master Han Shi, by the way, turn into a fate."

When it comes to business, Monk Xuelang has a serious face, but when it comes to turning into a fate, he raises his eyebrows, as if he means something.

"The master is leaving, Han Chen naturally has the ceremony to send it!"

Aunt Han has just finalized a big deal, a million profits, naturally generous.

"Master Han Shi has misunderstood!"

Monk Xuelang said righteously, "The poor monk doesn't want money rituals, and he came today to make poetry!" ”

Hey, thief bald!

Still want to turn poetry?

Uncle Ben sees that you want to be in broad daylight!

Thinking of the fact that there were often true or false scandals between the scribes of the Wu Dynasty, and then looking at the handsome face of Monk Xuelang, who was a little jealous, Aunt Han felt a chill.

Shaking his head, he quickly drove strange thoughts out of his head, and the man changed his course and broke his stomach, but it was not a joke!

"The great monk and Han met, although it was not for a long time, they were close friends, this time the master wanted to respond to the sky, and Han naturally wanted to send a poem."

Aunt Han is not worthy of this, and the poems in her head will not be used up in this life.

"The handshake and the tears of the west wind are not dry, and there have been many partings over the years. Listen to the rain in front of the lamp alone, and look at the flowers in the forest with memories.

With a message, persuade to add food. Osmanthus is thrifty and repaid. It is clearly small like an agarwood wisp, and it is sad to paint. ”

After a little deep chanting, Aunt Han threw out a song "Yu Zhonghao", which moved the monk Xuelang.

Master Han Shi is really talented!

The names of "Wu Dynasty Taibai" and "Jiangnan Su Laopo" are well deserved!

The sincerity of the words moved the monk Xuelang.

I never thought that the poor monk was such a close friend in the eyes of Lord Han Shi!

The poor monk should be famous for Han Shizhu, and he should sing for Han Shizhu, so as to live up to this deep friendship!

The Xuelang monk made eleven salutes, but he sang the freshly baked "shaking hands and the west wind tears don't dry", chanting and walking, and just left, really free and easy.

Looking at the back of Monk Xuelang, Aunt Han smacked her lips: "This monk is so chic!" ”

Back in the house, Aunt Han told Chen Jiru and Chen Houzhao about the monk Xuelang, and the two brothers were both praised, saying that Master Xuelang's style is the true temperament that a monk should have.

The three brothers got together, and Han Chen said about hiring the banker to level the road, and threw out the infrastructure plan that had been prepared a long time ago.

But it was to prepare in advance for the upcoming fifty Wujiading.

These family members, according to Han Chen's plan, are to be trained as soldiers.

The required venues and facilities are naturally indispensable.

What Chen Jiru saw was that his second brother cherished the farmers and started construction during the slack time, which not only solved the food and drink of the farmers, but also saved a lot of grain.

When the end of the year is over, these grains are afraid that they can save lives.

Chen Houzhao and Chen Xiaoxianggong were extremely interested in the training method proposed by the second brother.

What kind of queue training, what emergency assembly, and all kinds of strange methods made Chen Houzhao's eyes shine.

Speaking of excitement, dancing with his hands, as if the fifty Wu Jiading were already in front of him, let him Chen Xiaoxianggong do whatever he wanted, and he could train into a strong soldier in the blink of an eye!

"The third brother is so enthusiastic, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, why don't you wait until the training begins, and compete with those family members!"

Aunt Han pretended to be thoughtful, and secretly poked and poked the side guidance, "Presumably, the third brother will definitely become the soldier of my Dawangzhuang!" ”

"That's nature!"

Chen Houzhao didn't know that the second brother who was kissing wanted to design himself, so he immediately raised his head and patted his chest, "I don't dare to say it, my little brother, I am still skilled in swords!" ”

When Chen Jiru saw it, he just pursed his lips and snickered, he didn't dare to speak.

As a scholar himself, if he opened his mouth, he was also caught in by the second brother, and followed the family members, it would be too sinful.

As for insulting Sven or something, Chen Jiru didn't care much, he was a madman, but he just felt that Han Chen's behavior was a little joke between brothers.

And Lao Wei, who was waiting next to him, was a twitch.

My own master, I'm afraid that this time I will be put into a set by Han Erye!

Just listening to Han Erye's narration, the military posture and emergency assembly are nothing, at most they toss a little, but the weight-bearing cross-country, crawling forward, climbing rope and drilling holes, walking the balance beam over obstacles......

There are all kinds of things, I'm afraid that even if you are a master at home, you won't be able to play it!

Such a sin, can your own master bear it?

However, at this time, Chen Houzhao was gearing up and his heart was high, and Lao Wei would not interfere.

It's just that when he looked at Aunt Han's eyes, he was a little more cautious.

These people in the house, Dong'er is a maid and doesn't understand anything.

Xiao Ye and Uncle Chen are both scholars, and they can't distinguish the Tao in what Han Er Ye said.

But Lao Wei had seen the military formation, and went through the training methods revealed by Han Chen in his mind, and immediately understood that this was the secret of cultivating a strong army!