Chapter Eighty-Three: Wang II
"Moo~"
Wang Zezhi bought all the cattle in his pen, and he personally drove the cattle back to Wang Zezhi.
Speaking of which, this man is also at stake, he drove the cow through the Niangzi Pass, did not spend a penny, did not lose a single cow, according to his words, no one in this area dared to rob his cattle.
This person's name is Cowherd, the Niu family in Pingding Prefecture, and their family specializes in cattle business, and the sideline industries also include porcelain, tea, and grain.
The business scope involves Shanxi, North Zhili, and even further South Zhili.
"You said, in addition to these seventy-eight cows, you have to buy another three hundred and twenty-two, don't you fool me." The Cowherd took a sip of wine and said to Wang Zezhi.
"Yes, this is just the beginning, and there will be more to come." Wang Zezhi drove the ox cart and tucked the quilt for the bear armor lying in the cart.
"Okay, okay, isn't it just to bargain, if you want to say that you are really a talent, I will report twenty or one heads, you will kill half of them for me, and those who don't know think you are an expert." The Cowherd sighed helplessly towards the sky, and when he thought of the bargaining that day, he was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.
As soon as he quoted Wang Zezhi, he killed half of it, and the Cowherd originally wanted to mention it, but Wang Zezhi took out the gold and said, I walked out of the shed is five taels and one head, and then began to count the steps.
Just when Wang Zezhi was about to take the last step, the Cowherd admitted it and agreed without saying a word.
There is no way, these cows have to eat a lot of forage, beans, bran, and some fresh vegetables every day to make up for it, if it weren't for the fact that the silver in his hand is running out, he won't borrow wine every day to drown his sorrows.
"There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm, didn't you say that what you have in your hand is a cow, why are there more than seventy heads?" Wang Zezhi sat on the ox cart, rolled his eyes and said to the cowherd.
"I tell you, don't provoke me, if you provoke me, I'll get you all over within three days, even if you can live a few heads, I don't care." The cowherd was excited, and said in a raised voice unconvinced.
"How many heads can I live in my hands?" Wang Zezhi perked up and looked at him intently.
"This cow, it's not enough to just eat grass, but also beans and bran, and if there are fresh vegetables, it's better to feed them too, otherwise when the cow comes back from everywhere, it will almost die."
The Cowherd looked at Wang Zezhi like an idiot.
"I see."
When Wang Zezhi heard what he said, he couldn't help but be a little worried, if it was according to what the Cowherd said, it would mean that even if he distributed these cattle to the homeless, they would not be able to feed them.
Wang Zezhi stopped talking, and began to think about how to use it for these homeless people without making them feel that Wang Zezhi's words were not words.
After a day's journey, I finally rushed back to the Fangshan guerrilla camp before dark.
Shan Tongshan, who was directing the people to work, saw that Wang Zezhi had returned, and immediately came over and asked Wang Zezhi if he was hard, and led the cattle to the cowshed that had been built.
Shan Tongshan paused for a moment in front of Xiong Jiachang's ox cart, he looked towards the road, but did not see the hundred sergeants, he lowered his head, and did not ask Wang Zezhi what happened, but went to the side to settle down and plough the oxen.
After arranging the cow, the cowherd who drove the cow, and the chief of Xiong Jia, he came to Wang Zezhi's side, waited quietly, and did not take the initiative to ask.
"The cattle pen has to be expanded, and there are more than 300 cows to come back."
"Yes, sir."
"We've got to set up swords, shields, guns, and shields, and we've got to find a way to get some shields, buy them, or make them ourselves.
And how is the recruitment of homeless young people? ”
"Some came one after another, but there are still not many young people.
Today, Shouyang came to the two of them to inquire about the news of the mountain knife, so his subordinates met the two privately, and one of them claimed that he was the second king of Shaanxi and came to defect. ”
"What?" Wang Ze was startled, grabbed Shan Tongshan's shoulder, and continued to ask, "What about people?" ”
"The subordinates are arranged in the inn in Yuxian County."
"Quick, prepare the horses, bring some more food, prepare a hundred stones, arrange someone to do it immediately, the brothers who suppressed the bandits are back, draw a hundred musketeers for me, all with horses, and act immediately."
"Yes."
When he was young, Wang Zezhi finally rushed to Yu County.
In the Yuxian Inn, Wang Er walked around, fidgeting.
He came to Shanxi after hearing the songs of the homeless people, and planned to defect to Kaishan Dao, but he has not seen Kaishan Dao himself until now, and he can't help but become anxious.
"Big brother, let's go, this mountain knife hasn't seen us until now, this is looking down on us." The peasant who followed Wang Er's uprising, Chong Guangdao, said to him.
Wang Er walked around, finally sighed, and said helplessly: "We have been surrounded and suppressed by officers and soldiers everywhere, and there is no food to eat, and we have been eating tree bark for several months. "Yunnan
"But we didn't even see anyone, only a scholar arranged us in this inn and didn't care, although we said that we were here to eat and drink, but the brothers are hungry, you see, I have wrapped up the roast chicken I ate today, let's take it back, cook a soup and eat some oil." Chongguangdao impatiently took the wrapped roast chicken and was about to leave.
"Brother, where are you going?" As soon as Chongguang Dao walked to the door, Wang Zezhi walked in.
"May I ask who is the second king?" Wang Zezhi asked with a fist in a bow.
"Exactly down there." In the inn, a peasant with a coarse cloth on his head replied.
"In the next mountain knife, I will be fortunate to be lucky.
Come and serve the best wine and meat to the guests. ”
Since the entire Yuxian County was under the management of Wang Zezhi, and there were originally some industries here that belonged to Wenju people, Wang Zezhi took over the Wenju people's industries.
This inn is one of them, which means that this inn is now full of Wang Zezhi's people.
"Come on."
After a while, the wine and meat were served.
"The name of Wang Yishi has been admired for a long time." At the wine table, Wang Zezhi gave a fist to Wang Er again.
Wang Er was a little dazed, he didn't know when his name would be known to everyone.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
"Today, Wang Yishi is here to vote, we must have a good drink." Wang Zezhi picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all.
"Okay, happy." Before Wang Er could speak, Chongguang Dao saw that Wang Zezhi was refreshed, and without saying a word, he drank all the wine in his bowl.
"Please." Wang Er took the bowl and drank it all and said with a smile.
"We people, hiding everywhere in Shaanxi, like the rootless duckweed, now, we are waiting to cast the righteous man of the mountain knife, we are like falling leaves to return to the roots, from today on, we are willing to obey the orders of the master of the mountain knife, you tell us to go east, we will never go west." Wang Er stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Zezhi.
"I would like to be a comrade with the two of you." Wang Zezhi also stood up and returned the salute.
"We're all used to being casual, aren't you afraid of trouble if you take us in?" Chongguang Dao poured a bowl of wine and took a sip of it, and said to Wang Zezhi.
"It's far away, you have worked tirelessly, thousands of miles to vote, I can't ask for it." Wang Zezhi smiled on the surface, but he was vigilant in his heart.
The peasants had become bandits, had killed officials, and were accustomed to this kind of life, and if they were suddenly restrained by Wang Zezhi's demands, I wonder if they would rebel.
It seems that for Wang Er's people, he can only slowly figure it out.
"Okay, happy, happy, come and drink." Chongguang Dao poured the three of them full of wine and drank it all again.
Wang Zezhi also drank it all.
"My lord, how are you going to arrange for me to wait?" Wang Er drank all the wine in the bowl, put the bowl on the table and asked Wang Zezhi.
"How many of you are there? Where are the people now? Wang Zezhi asked.
"There are more than 6,300 of us, but now we are not together, scattered in Taiyuan Province, Yuci, Shouyang, and Yuxian."
"I have two instructors, one is good at fists and feet, and the other is good at archery, I plan to train the two men and horses first, and then divide the clothes, weapons and equipment, and when my camp is built, then arrange to camp and station, come, outside the door is the food I brought to the two, please test it." Wang Zezhi got up, came to the outside of the inn, and pointed to a hundred stones of grain to show the two.
Chong Guangdao looked happy and ran out first, Wang Er's eyelids jumped, obviously a little unhappy.
"Big brother, big brother, we have food, brothers have food, hahaha..."
Wang Er is different from Chongguang Dao, his attention is on the hundred musketeers, only to see these 100 people, all of them are dressed in placket armor, carrying bird guns, strong bows, and Japanese knives, the key is that everyone has horses.
Although there were only a hundred people, these alone had already shocked Wang Er.
"My lord, from this day onwards, I will wait but be sent by your lordship." Wang Er knelt on one knee and pledged allegiance to Wang Zezhi.
"Well, it's like, but the Pinla's command." He knelt on the ground vaguely and swore allegiance to him.
"Okay, you rest first, and in two days your people are complete, and I will come to see you again."
"My lord, where are we going to find you?" Wang Er asked.
"Fang Shan."
Wang Zezhi said goodbye to Wang Er and Chong Guangdao, he returned to Fangshan, found Li Hua as soon as possible, and taught him to change his training strategy, from simple and crude brainwashing to immersion teaching, so as not to be too obvious to disgust Wang Er and others.