"You don't know yet, Yingshan Temple recently came to a living Buddha, and our dignitaries and dignitaries in the entire De'an Mansion are vying to worship there, hoping to get the protection of the living Buddha! This living Buddha is very famous, and I heard that he came from the north. ”

"Really? Then I'll have to go to the pilgrimage! ”

"Hehe, then you have to prepare the sesame oil money, if the money is less, you can't see the living Buddha, and you have to queue up early, there are many people who want to go, wait!"

Listening to the discussion of the people next door, Da Niu said: "Young master, this living Buddha must be very powerful, let's go and worship, bless the young master safely!" ”

When Qin Yiming heard this, what kind of living Buddha is this, he can't see anyone if he has less sesame oil money, what is there to look at such a bad old man, he concluded in his heart that this living Buddha is a liar, deceiving those kind people.

"What nonsense? There is no living Buddha, it is all a disguise! Qin Yiming has never believed in religion, but he doesn't dare to underestimate the demagogic power of religion on ordinary people, those immortals who purify all living beings, as long as they wave their hands, believers are everywhere! But he despised those who used religion to deceive people.

"Young master, don't keep your mouth shut, if you offend the Buddha, it won't be good!" The little monkey is also very cautious and does not dare to have the slightest disrespect for the Buddha.

Qin Yiming didn't want to continue arguing about anything, after all, now in such an environment, everyone's cognitive ability is still very shallow, and when encountering something that can't be explained, people can always find a reason, everything is arranged by God, and so on. Just like in ancient Rome, Christianity was even more terrifying, and religion could override secular regimes because faith transcended national borders, in contrast, in the Ming Dynasty, the people's belief in religion was quite reasonable.

The people at the next table continued to brag about how magical and effective the living Buddha was, and when Qin Yiming finished eating and left, he could still hear the miracles of the living Buddha, walking on the street, Qin Yiming walked into the blacksmith shop, and even the people in the iron shop were talking about the living Buddha.

Are these people crazy? Is it too ignorant or is this living Buddha really powerful!? It's just an old monk, with such a high status and so much love from the people, Qin Yiming is a little tired of hearing it! However, Qin Yiming's brain suddenly flashed, since everyone believes in this so-called living Buddha as if they are so crazy, can he use this living Buddha to make a lot of money like some people in later generations who use the traffic of celebrities to make money? An immature thought manifested in his brain, and he was determined to do justice and let the liar get to justice, and at the same time make some money, isn't it a fraud!

"Master, I want to customize fifty iron shields, can you make them here?" Qin Yiming saw that the shop was quite big, so he asked.

"What style?" As soon as the blacksmith heard that there was a big deal, he became attentive.

"That's it." Qin Yiming took out the drawings he drew with a pen, this shield was a round shield used by Roman soldiers in his memory, not a rattan card of the Ming Dynasty, the protective effect of those rattan cards was simply equal to zero, and the bow and arrow could be shot through directly, not to mention firearms!

"The style is very strange, but we can play it, but this shield must weigh at least twenty pounds, what is the use of such a heavy shield?" The blacksmith asked.

"You don't care about this! And this kind of short sword, also fifty, and fifty iron hats. Qin Yiming said.

"Guest officer, you need a lot of pig iron, so the price will be more expensive." The blacksmith rarely encountered such a big business, and he was afraid that the buyer would back down, so he was very careful about what he said.

"It doesn't matter the price, but as soon as possible!" Qin Yiming said that if he wanted to train high-quality soldiers, he first had to give them the weapons he had prepared. This heavy shield made of iron is not available to ordinary people, but it is not a problem for those who have lifted more than 100 weights.

"Get the goods in a month, pay a deposit of fifty taels first!" I don't feel like the owner of the bad money, and the blacksmith is a lot more relieved.

"I'll give one hundred taels, and I'll pick up the goods again in a month, and the money and goods will be cleared by then!" Qin Yiming happily gave a hundred taels, and the blacksmith blossomed.

Yang Baihu beat the drum every morning when the rooster crows, Qin Yiming is responsible for himself, every day he follows the soldiers to run in the morning, the team of hundreds of people hula hula, at first twenty miles, and later increased to fifty miles, every day in the surroundings of Pingli Fort, from time to time I heard hundreds of people shouting: "One, two, three, four, protect the country and defend the people!" ”。

At first, the surrounding residents were very uncomfortable, but after a long time, they got used to it, and those people saw that the officers and soldiers often haunted, and their hearts were a lot calmer, and those bandits heard that there was a team of officers and soldiers who often haunted recently, but they were scared half to death, but when they heard that it was the guards of the Thousand Households, they all laughed out loud, and they were not afraid at all.

After the morning exercise, Qin Yiming often trained with the soldiers, because Yang Baihu taught him well, his shooting skills can be said to be perfect, and he can hit every 100 shots in the range of one hundred and fifty steps, so for the bow and arrow battalion, he is very relieved to hand it over to Yang Baihu.

As for the shield soldiers, because they have no equipment for the time being, they usually come out to exercise their body and arm strength, but they are forbidden by Qin Yiming's teaching and practice orders, and there are strict queue requirements, it can be said that his harshness to the shield battalion has reached the level of perverted sincerity, which is almost the level required of modern soldiers. From time to time, he asked the soldiers of the shield battalion to stand for an hour and not move, and many soldiers passed out directly, and continued to stand in a military posture after waking up. It made everyone miserable, but everyone didn't complain, because they had a sense of superiority, there were about fifty of them in total, and basically Qin Yiming trained with them, and the thousands of adults didn't complain, how dare the soldiers below complain?

For the spear battalion, Qin Yiming's requirements are very simple, the guns are neatly distributed, and no one can take a step back! At the same time, Qin Yiming made some changes according to his own philosophy, first of all, the distance between the people in the horizontal team has been greatly reduced, they were almost separated by about one meter eight in the past, but Qin Yiming required that they could only be separated by a fist, and secondly, they only need to practice one action, that is, a stabbing action, the training of those soldiers who use spears is the most boring, every day is just a stabbing action, stabbing thousands of times a day, those wooden targets have already been pierced by them, many of them can only stab, nothing else.

"Just such an action? That's stupid, isn't it?! ”

"That kid is stupid? He will train there, and he will be fooling around there, let him go! ”

"Hehe, I see what kind of bear soldiers these thousand adults can practice, it's funny to watch, what's the use of them standing upright? Flashy! ”

"Yes, yes!"

"That kid doesn't know soldiers, he used to be just a big young master, although he was taught by Yang Baihu, but later he suffered from amnesia, what normal things do you expect such a person to do?"

Ma Qianhu's family members teased and laughed on the sidelines.

Not only the family members of Ma Qianhu, but also the people in their spear camp also muttered in their hearts, is this kind of training right?