Adhering to the concept of imprisoning the freedom of the gangsters and preventing escape, the prisoners of war must be sealed and effectively sealed, preferably with no way out on all sides.

After carefully looking at the topography and topography of the mountainside, Zhang Mingyuan was disappointed to find that none of the places met his wish to be sealed on all sides, and after thinking for a while, he finally retreated and chose the cave sealed on three sides next to the thatched hut as a temporary place to hold prisoners of war.

After instructing Hanpi to escort the gangsters into the cave, he and his uncle cut down some trees to make a fence, blocking the only gap, even if they had a net, they were no longer afraid of these beasts escaping.

He also strictly ordered Hanpi to be the first prison director, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not afraid that these dozen gangsters would resist and escape, because he had already been in contact with the muscles and bones of the lower limbs of these beasts, and for more than a month, he could not form combat effectiveness at all.

Next, it is necessary to consider the livelihood of more than a dozen people.

Accepting the old woman's loving invitation, Zhang Mingyuan lived in a thatched hut and shared a room with his uncle.

At night, huddled in a still warm hut, he couldn't sleep all night.

Crossing this thing is a strange existence for him, in fact, he is very disgusted with this matter. He never thought that as described in the novel in his previous life, with excellent insight and super combat power, he would be a prince and an emperor in ancient times, and finally fight for a wife and a son, and return to his hometown in fine clothes. These old-fashioned, unrealistic ideas are unappealing to him, just myths and legends. For example, now, a person who is under the fence of middle peasants and has not even solved the problem of food and clothing, the most reliable idea at present is: how to feed these dozen people? How can I prevent them from escaping? ........... And how to pretend to coerce the terrorists of Haibian, in line with God's highest tolerance for punishing pretending to be coercive, and then explode with a thunderbolt and return to the prosperous era again?

Compared with the unattainable dream of being a prince, my mother is the most reliable choice.

Pain, anxiety floods the brain, tossing and turning and making it difficult to sleep.

The night of Daming is too dark, it is not at all comparable to the bright lights of the previous life, and the world without light pollution is definitely a torturous night.

The sky full of stars is more dazzling and brilliant than in the previous life, and this is also an era without pollution.

Looking up at the starry sky, Zhang Mingyuan smiled bitterly, he couldn't have a nightmare that the once glorious and glorious special operations elite had actually become a beggar under the fence.

It was difficult to sleep, so I simply sat up, woke up my uncle, and imagined a bright future.

"Uncle,...... Ahem, the dozen of us may have to stay with you for a while,..... cough cough, this problem of eating........ "Righteous by nature, it has always been to stretch out his hand with clothes and food, and Zhang Mingyuan, who has never considered the problem of livelihood, said in a hurry.

The uncle turned over and sighed: "As a simple old man, I am also worried!" But I can't drive you away, can I? ”

After a pause, he said, "The poor family has no food leftover!" A dozen of you can eat half a month's worth of our food in one meal...... Ay! ”

Since Zhang Mingyuan lived in his house, he has a new understanding of his family's living standards, this is a family that can't even reach the living standard of a poor mountain village in his previous life, it is impossible to count on him, and Zhang Mingyuan originally didn't plan to count on him.

Hearing his sighs, Zhang Mingyuan couldn't help but feel hot on his face, and said quietly: "Uncle, are there any local tyrants, inferior gentry, bullies and other landlords here?" ”

The uncle sat up straight, his eyes widened, and he looked at him incredulously: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Fight local tyrants and grab grain."

"The landlord's family has no surplus grain!"

Zhang Mingyuan was completely speechless, he didn't expect that the landlords and gentry who had been powerful and blessed for thousands of years also had sad moments, living in this era, it is not a good thing to have money and land!

Although he has hundreds of years of knowledge more than the Ming people, if you want to earn money to support your family, Zhang Mingyuan, who can fight and kill, does not have the ability to ask himself.

..........

Silence, silent silence..........

"There it is." After a while, the uncle seemed to remember something, slapped the bed, and laughed loudly: "On our mountain, there is a treasure, but I like to grow in the cliff and valley, and it is too dangerous to pick, and ordinary people can't pick ,........... at all."

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "What is it?" How to exchange money? ”

"Bayberry." The uncle stroked his beard gently, and said thoughtfully: "This bayberry has the functions of quenching thirst, invigorating and helping digestion, and it is very popular among the ladies and ladies of large families in Ningbo, and there is also a purchase office in this county. It's just that the road to picking is too dangerous, and if it weren't for the desperation, no one would want to do it. ”

'Riding the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew that it was Yangmei. Zhang Mingyuan suddenly thought of this eternal quatrain.

I also thought of a sentence: 'Zhumen bayberry stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.' ’

Silent..........

Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, the uncle thought that he was afraid of difficulties, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Hey! Young people, retreat in the face of difficulties............"

"Uncle, I'm just thinking, do they need to recruit a son-in-law who can pick bayberry? Take me, for example. ”

Uncle: "............"

...............

Before dawn, the uncle got up early, and he had to support his family.

Zhang Mingyuan followed him into the mountains to find the legendary bayberry fruit that only grows in the cliffs.

In fact, last night, the uncle also put forward the idea of asking him to help take care of the crops and be self-sufficient, but how can the special operations elite who are used to weapons stoop to the fields and crops, which damages their glorious image, and they don't understand the agricultural calendar, instead of plowing the fields and planting vegetables all day long, it is better to go to the cliffs and cliffs to fight for a way out, after all, this money comes quickly, and there is no need to sweat, and there may be some blood on the top.

The uncle didn't think so, as a farmer living freely in the depths of the mountains, he was already familiar with the sinister in the mountains, and of course he poured a lot of cold water on Zhang Mingyuan's boiling blood, but he still couldn't move him, so he had no choice but to take him into the mountain, hoping that when he saw the cliff, he could restrain the horse's hooves that were about to move.

The rugged and thorny path, accompanied by the uncle's chatter, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, Zhang Mingyuan endured all the way.

This uncle's moral bottom line is really high, but it's just a bit of a chatter.

To be honest, I really don't want to get along with him.

................

Lofty ambitions are ambitious, but caution is still necessary.

It's not that Zhang Mingyuan hasn't considered a more prudent way to do it gradually, but the issue of returning is too imminent, and compared with the embarrassing situation he is currently in, Zhang Mingyuan still decided to take a risk.

After confidently saying that he would go to the cliff to pick bayberry fruits, the uncle's interest was completely hooked, like a fly that smelled the fragrance, sticking to him and couldn't shake it off.

Those who watch the joke must follow behind, of course Zhang Mingyuan can't refuse, but he is stepping up in his heart to think about how to maintain his glorious image to the greatest extent, and pick more fruits unharmed.

"Hey....... hey"

Today, we must let this uncle who said he couldn't do it see what a special soldier was in his previous life.

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