Prisoners or bad temper or bad character or bad character, these soldiers with many shortcomings get together, there will definitely be contradictions, this ring is set up, all the soldiers have a place to play, one by one on the stage thunder, either beaten to the nose and face swollen, or beat others to the nose and face swollen, every day is tired of it.

In his previous life, Zhang Xiaowu knew a lot of ways to fight thunder, such as one-on-one, two-on-two, three-on-three in WWE, or like the Japanese kendo tournament, where two teams each sent a player to fight with their opponents until one person was thrown down (similar to the King of Fighters wheel fight), so he changed his tricks every day to let them fight. In order to increase the fun, he also bought more wine and meat for everyone as a lottery head, and the prisoner enjoyed it, but because of the thunder, he summed up a lot of fighting experience.

There are naturally punishments for the color heads, Zhang Xiaowu transferred the soldiers of the Houdu team to the stage in batches to fight with the prisoners, if the soldiers of the Houdu team win and have wine and meat, the prisoners will have no food tonight. If the prisoner wins, there will be wine and meat tonight, and then the soldiers of the capital team will have nothing to eat. The more exciting fighting made the soldiers of the Houdu team grow up quickly, after all, no one wants to go hungry, but in the face of the criminals, the soldiers of the Houdu team often lose more than win.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaowu disrupted the prisoners and the soldiers of the Houdu team at will, and took his hometown as a team to fight on stage. In this era, the concept of regional clans was stronger, and the villagers even broke out with combat effectiveness far beyond the Wu team, so people in the ring often turned their backs. Through the ring competition, the prisoners and soldiers quickly merged together, hooking shoulders and smiling all day long, looking like their own brothers, and the epidemic village was very lively for a while, and the atmosphere was so harmonious.

Guan Xiang was quite interested in learning about this, so he informed Su Yu about the fight. Su Yu immediately asked, "Is there a lottery?" Guan Xiang was stunned for a moment and replied: "He doesn't have this business brain." Su Yu said regretfully: "If you have money, you don't make money, you deserve to be poor, don't worry about him, let him mess around." ”

More than 60 prisoners were imprisoned in the village, and the mistakes they made were so varied that they sometimes made people laugh and sometimes they wanted to be killed. One day, someone escorted the four prisoners over, Zhang Xiaowu asked the four people what military regulations they had committed, and the escort officer said: "These four little bastards want to go crazy with women, there is a family in the village of Tartar, the man Beitou Wuhuan became a rebel, leaving a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, these four bastards didn't know where to inquire about the news, and actually ran to harm the woman." ”

"Is it pretty?"

"It's not good-looking, with a water tank-like figure." A hardcover soldier said, "I guess the man thought his woman was too ugly and deliberately ran away from the marriage." ”

Zhang Xiaowu pointed to the four of them: "You four listen, stand here and don't move." Hu Sanwan, go and lead me a ewe, I want to see what they do. ”

The escorting soldiers and the crowd laughed, the four of them blushed, and the other prisoners also laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up with laughter. These four people hurriedly assured that they were honest and would never violate the orders of adults, Zhang Xiaowu still asked people to pull a sheep, but they roasted it for everyone to eat.

The hotter the weather, the mosquitoes and flies became everyone's worst enemy, Zhang Xiaowu first asked the sergeants to clean up the prison, and then took out all his salaries and silver to buy gauze, and made doors and windows with gauze. Although it can't completely block mosquitoes, it also blocks most of them. Under the equal emphasis of grace and power, the prisoner became more and more honest in the epidemic village, and he was also happy and convinced of the young Zhang Xiaowu.

However, when Hu Sanwan went to receive his salary, he learned that Zhang Xiaowu's salary was actually still paid in the salary of the captain, and in the Shenghan Army, the soldiers were unpaid, and the monthly salary of the non-commissioned officers was two and a half cents of silver, the chief of the army was eight dollars of silver, and the chief was one or two and five cents of silver, the lieutenant and Du Zuo were both two or two and eight dollars of silver, and the school captain and the school assistant were five taels of silver, and the military salary of the military was twenty taels of silver per month, and the general was even one hundred taels.

The 27th Regiment would not pay military salaries during the Tucheng period, after all, the army was besieging the city at that time, and everyone had no concept of silver salaries. After arriving at the Sixth Regiment, Zhang Xiaowu was first imprisoned, and then exiled to the epidemic village, and now it is the first time he has received his salary, and in the four months before and after, there are more than 20 taels. Although twenty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to live for a year, if you send it to a prostitution house, you are afraid that it will run out in a few days, and if you find a courtesan to drink and chat in the green building, you are afraid that there will be no return.

Twenty taels of silver is not much, and when he was in Tucheng, Zhang Xiaowu found hundreds of taels of silver or silver tickets from the corpse. But receiving a salary is always a happy thing, but Hu Sanwan is not happy, he said: "The secretary of the military is really not a thing, they only count your monthly salary, but they do not count the credit of your time in Tucheng." Zhang Xiaowu was puzzled, Hu Sanwan said: "If it is calculated according to merit, the Qinglong Army will reward you with at least 3,000 taels of silver, and the salary of our Shenghan Forbidden Army is actually lower than that of the border army, but what makes money is the promotion fee and merit." ”

Zhang Xiaowu did not approve of it, it is not for money to be a soldier to protect the family and defend the country, the army for money will never have combat effectiveness, but it is just the practice of the Holy Han. What puzzled Zhang Xiaowu was where the generals in Mucheng who soaked in the city all day got the money. Maybe the generals of the 6th Regiment will not be able to fight, but they will definitely make money.

As for Zhang Xiaowu, he can neither make money nor spend money, he is a typical person who does not know how to manage money, no matter whether he is a Hanlang or a former library civil servant who crossed the country, he will not make money. Of course, it is not entirely correct to say that civil servants will not make money, after all, as long as it is an individual, they will eat kickbacks and issue false invoices, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaowu knows that he is a foreigner working in the local area, and he has always been careful not to make mistakes, and does not give others a chance to fight.

Now that he got the silver, Zhang Xiaowu spent all his brains on improving the housing in the epidemic village, although he won the support of the soldiers and prisoners in the epidemic village, he was cleaner than his face, and he went out to drink flower wine in the future, and he had to be treated by others.

Hu Sanwan secretly advised Zhang Xiaowu to learn from other captains, and he could find an opportunity to make some money, for example, the food for the soldiers could be reduced, and everyone had two meals a day, so we had to eat three meals a day. If you save a meal and secretly sell the army's rations, you can earn an extra ten taels of silver every month, which is twice the monthly salary of the captain.

But Zhang Xiaowu refused with a smile, he would never touch such a matter of losing his conscience, nor would he let his subordinates touch it. It's not that he doesn't love money, he also loves money, and he is not excited about his high monthly salary, but a gentleman loves money in a good way, and some money is taken with a disturbed conscience, especially with a mouthful of hard-earned money from the hands of a robe brother, after all, not everyone is the boss of a certain Yi, and he ruthlessly lays off terminally ill employees.