Chapter 105: There is a flaw

If you give a man food when he is full, he will hate you; If you give a man food when he is hungry, he will thank you; If you give food to a man who is dying of starvation in a year of famine, he will be so grateful to you that he will even entrust his life to you.

Although Jiang Feng used this method to buy more than 130 family members, as a person who has no foundation and only has a monetary relationship with these buyers, that is, this method is relatively fast and can bring the relationship between master and servant closer.

There were no fools in all Chinese dynasties, but compared with the later Manchu Qing Dynasty and modern times, the relationship between people at that time was still very simple, and Jiang Feng's kindness to these 130 young men "regardless of previous suspicions" and "life-saving grace" immediately won the desperate allegiance of the other party, at least at present.

Chen Dahu watched from a distance after the stone house was opened, and the people kneeling inside knew that he was no longer needed here, and quietly went down the mountain with his subordinates.

Jiang Feng looked at these people in front of him, not at all like what Tie Dan said, they were all strong guys in their twenties, the image of these people in front of him made him vaguely remember the appearance of African refugees he said he had seen on the modern news, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but he also had to admit that this method was effective, and the eyes of these people in front of him who kept kowtowing were full of gratitude and respect when they looked up.

"You've suffered!"

After sighing a sentence, it was unexpected in exchange for the following thanksgiving and bitter crying voices, Jiang Feng had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and shouted at the boss of the Ma family behind him:

"Boss Ma, quickly make hot soup and hot rice for the little ones, and bring cotton clothes or something, don't freeze and starve these children."

Inside the stone house is an expected kowtow thanks, the villagers pulled up everything with a cart, there is no snow on the mountain road is not difficult to walk, this is the credit of these "coolies" who have no day and night in front of them, under Jiang Feng's advice, said that the food brought up is not big fish and meat, but rather some light rice soup and vegetable cakes, this is not stingy, if a long-term hungry person suddenly ingests those high-protein, high-fat food, it will generally die because of death.

Jiang Feng had heard this knowledge in modern times, and it was told to him by the old fisherman who provided aquatic products to the school-run restaurants of vocational secondary schools.

Jiang Feng did not delay all the time on these young people, but asked Ma Boss to lead these people to tidy up the messy stone house, in just a month and a half, the stone house and the stone wall have already wrapped up this village of more than a dozen families, the stone house is facing the bottom, the stone wall extends from the two ends of the stone house to the steep hillside behind, faintly forming a small stone village.

After all, Chen Dahu was a petty officer in the Imperial Horse Prison Warrior Battalion, the most elite army of the Beijing Division, and he was quite familiar with some basic knowledge of marching and fighting, and this stockade was built according to this.

After cleaning for a long time, the second full meal and hot water have slowly recovered the spirit of these young people, which shows that Chen Dahu is still quite measured, although it has completely destroyed the spirit of these young people, but it has not destroyed the bodies of these people.

Jiang Feng roughly arranged the outside, leaving it to Zhao Xiucai to arrange there, this time on the cart, in addition to the things in the village, more cotton clothes for these young people and so on. Then took Zhang Liang to follow Yang Da into the house in the name of drinking tea and chatting.

The surrounding people, including Yang Da's mother-in-law, were in full swing to unload things from the cart and distribute them, each smiling happily, and then saying that their master asked about things, what else is strange, going to the house to drink tea is face! When Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang walked in the door, Jiang Feng's two hands were crossed and swayed, and his right hand was facing everything below. Although the action is relatively hidden, it is for Zhang Liang to see.

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then stood by the door with the fire gun in his hand, stretched out his hand and cut off the fire rope that he had just hung, and the fire medium of the copper pipe in his hand came out and placed it on the kang next to the door, where there was still some cool wind blowing in from the crack in the door, just to keep the fire medium in a red state.

Then leaned against the wall with his hands behind his back, the action just now is his own set of sign language in Jinyiwei, which has something in common with the sign language of modern special forces, because Jinyiwei's actions are mostly battles in the city and indoors, so according to the use, this thing appeared.

Shaking with his hands crossed is to block the door to look at my instructions, and everything down is that if you act, you are a killer, and now Jiang Feng's orders, Zhang Liang will not hesitate to carry them out, and the master-apprentice relationship in the Ming Dynasty is not a joke. Yang Da didn't notice such a small movement at all.

Picking up a teapot wrapped in cotton cloth directly on the table, he said:

"Master, we don't have anything to drink here, we just got some jujube leaves as tea bubbles. If you don't dislike it, drink some to moisten your throat. ”

Jiang Feng took the tea bowl and took a sip, his mouth was full of bitterness, but he could bear it, as if he remembered something, he turned around and followed Zhang Liang and said:

"Apprentice, you go to find Boss Ma, there are some things that the big tiger didn't take away just now, hurry up and catch up!"

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then understood, hurriedly ran out, dragged the horse boss who was busy there, and said in a low voice:

"Now you ride a horse to chase Chen Dahu and them below, tell them to wait on the mountainside for half an hour, if you hear the sound of fire guns here from me, come up quickly, and if there is nothing to do after half an hour, send someone to come up to me and then leave."

Although the boss of the Ma family was a little confused, he still hurriedly ran towards the horse, when Zhang Liang returned to the house, Jiang Feng was laughing and talking with Yang Da about the life of the fifth floor in the past, Yang Da looked very steady, and he didn't talk much, basically Jiang Feng asked, that is, he answered:

The oldest old man in Wulou Zhuang is only in his fifties, Zhuangzi has never been hungry, according to Yang Da is that the men in Zhuangzi are good archery, because of the proximity to the checkpoint of Wulou Mountain, there is a key place to guard against Mongolian Tartars.

Sparsely populated, so there are many animals, every year by hunting and gathering mountain treasures, and then go down the mountain to exchange for some silver, or directly on the roadside to sell, in exchange for some silver to buy grain, these years the old people and women have also cultivated some land around the village, and it is considered to be more comfortable.

As for why Jiang Feng sold it easily when he came to buy it, Yang Da said that since he wanted to buy this Zhuangzi, then the Zhuang people must stay as Zhuang Ding, and there is no rent here at all, and it is estimated that they are also bought for other purposes.

Lest more than a dozen families have no official documents, if someone really bullies them, I am afraid that they will be driven to other places immediately, and they can be regarded as official reliance under Jiang Feng's name, hearing this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but sweat on his forehead, it turned out that this was a natural village, and there was nothing to report in the government, so he spent money to buy it wouldn't be a big mistake.

Turning his head to ask Zhang Liang on the side, he opened his mouth and said:

"Tell Lao Zhao when you go out later, let him make up the paperwork, and it will be convenient to spend some silver in the government."

Zhang Liang said with a smile there:

"Master, Mr. Zhao, these things have been done."

Yang Da over there saw that the bowl in Jiang Feng's hand was empty, and hurriedly took the teapot to pour water, Jiang Feng put the bowl on the table, and asked straight to the point:

"Yang Da, you are all from Liaodong in Zhuangzi, right?"

Yang Da continued to pour water, his expression was slightly surprised, but he didn't react too violently, and replied:

"I thought you already knew about it, sir? Didn't I speak with a Liaodong accent? ”

He laughed a few times, Jiang Feng was also thinking about whether he was thinking too much, but this matter was careless, and he continued to ask:

"I heard you say when you went up the mountain, a thousand households, a thousand households, which is?"

Hearing this, Yang Da's face in front of him quickly changed The teapot fell on the table, and his body subconsciously shrank towards the back, Jiang Feng moved faster than him, stood up and grabbed his arm at once, Yang Da still had a short knife pinned to his waist, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

Because Zhang Liang, who was standing opposite him, had already taken out the steel knife on his waist, and Jiang Feng was already holding a dagger in his hand, Yang Da was surprised and wondered in his heart, and he also knew the problem of liking to talk to himself, but his voice was always extremely low, and when he said it at night, even the mother-in-law around him didn't know what to say and how the other party heard it.

He naturally didn't know that Jiang Feng was from the modern crossing, and his sense of hearing in the noisy and chaotic environment of the later generations, once it was converted to the quiet of the Ming Dynasty, it would become extremely sensitive, of course, there was such a coincidence, which was considered Yang Da's bad luck, Jiang Feng looked at Yang Da and had no intention of resisting.

smiled and said:

"It's okay, I want to hear the stories of your dozen or so families?"

Yang Da looked at Zhang Liang, who was staring at him, and Jiang Feng, who was holding his arm tightly in front of him, sighed dejectedly, and said:

"More than a dozen of our families have escaped from Dongningwei......."