The main culprit that caused Zhao Hong's anger ------ the four elders saw Chief Zhao sighing among the homeless people kneeling on the ground, and they couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the chief's heavy heart. As the saying goes, the Lord was worried about the death of his minister, and the other three then set their eyes on Wang Ming, who was closest to Zhao Hong, and suddenly Wang Ming felt uncomfortable, as if there were countless hairballs stuck to his body.

Liu Song, who was squeezing his eyebrows, glanced at Wang Ming vigorously, Wang Ming stared at Liu Song for a while, and then he turned his head, and Cao Peng next to him also had the same expression. What's even more exaggerated is that Cao Peng is not only limited to the communication of expressions, he also has body language. Cao Peng kicked Wang Ming's heel hard with his toes, almost causing Wang Ming to stumble. After this exchange of eyes and heels, the smart and wise Wang Ming already understood something.

"Brother Hong, are you a little uncomfortable?" Wang Ming, who was on his shoulders to inquire about the situation, took a few steps closer to Zhao Hong, and he asked cautiously with courage.

Zhao Hong, who was lamenting that the same people were not the same life, was stunned when he heard this. Zhao Hong looked up and saw that the four elders were all staring at him intently, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Nothing, I'm meditating, pondering, you know?" While Zhao Hong replied absentmindedly, he wrapped his arms around his face, supporting his face, and posed for Rodin's famous sculptures.

"Brother Hong, since you're fine, then we can rest assured." After Wang Ming said this, he slowly staggered his feet and retreated, retreating to the side of the other three elders, and reunited with them.

Zhao Hong stretched out his right arm and pointed at these homeless people lying on the ground and drew an arc.

"You let them follow behind our convoy."

"No!" The four elders bowed their heads at the same time, and responded to Zhao Hong's words in unison, their expressions were quite similar to the anti-Japanese dramas that Zhao Hong had seen in his previous life---- and the devil officers in it also felt like this when they accepted orders.

"Be vigilant." These newly recruited homeless people really can't use it with confidence, and they must be investigated for a period of time, in case they are not a joke.

The four elders then led the mixed men, women, and children to the end of the convoy with their original sturdy and high vigilance. Zhao Hong looked at the backs of the four elders and fell back into thought......

According to the class division according to the economic composition of the previous life, these are all craftsmen who belong to the peasants or to the primitive state, and the class attributes of these subordinates undoubtedly belong to the small peasant class. The origin and circumstances of the small peasant class determine the scarcity of talent among them, just as grass does not grow on a concrete floor. The small peasant class not only has the problem of general lack of ability, but also has the inferior nature of short-sightedness and small prosperity is peace. This characteristic behavior is also an important reason why few people in the small peasant class are able to do a career, and their business is most often like a paving stone "to be the king's precursor".

For example, in Zhao Hong's previous life, the Yellow Nest of the Long March finally conquered Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Empire, and Chang'an City did achieve "the city is full of golden armor". But before Huang Chao's ass could sit firmly on the dragon chair, he was driven out of Chang'an City, and finally committed suicide in defeat in the Wild Wolf Valley. Huang Chao, who was actually a gravedigger in the Tang Dynasty, finally used his behavior to make a wedding dress for his subordinate Zhu Quanzhong, and the treacherous Zhu Wen had the last laugh.

"King Chuang" Li Zicheng is another well-known example, and in the end, his "Dashun" became the laughing stock of the times. Sure enough, it is the birth that determines the class, and the class determines the fate.

Zhao Hong, whose hands were tightly clenched into fists, put his fist in front of his lower abdomen, his lips tightened, and his eyebrows were raised. Zhao Hong, who had a serious expression on his face, really wanted to shout at the four elders--------

"If I have the opportunity, I will transform all your class elements, transform them into Xiang Laojiu, and transform them into the vanguard of the intellectual class!"

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Two days later in the afternoon

When burying the pot to cook, Zhao Hong, who had already made up his mind, was worried about a stack of baked Hu cakes. These Hu cakes naturally cannot be noodles on the way, and the Hu cakes baked by dead noodles are hard like the pot helmet that Zhao Hong drank mutton soup in his previous life.

Zhao Hong, who was worried about a stack of pot helmets, walked slowly behind the children who were eating, and there were both men and women among the dozen or so children of different ages. Zhao Hong plans to focus on cultivating the little boys and establishing the first batch of strategic reserves of reserve talents, who will be the hardcore force of their careers in the future and an important guarantee for the durability of their careers.

As for these little girls, Zhao Hong didn't intend to drive them away and leave them to fend for themselves. Of course, this is not that Zhao Hong has a habit of loli, but that he feels that garbage is just a misplaced resource. For these little girls, they can also make the best use of things, didn't Guo Zixing of Haozhou marry the righteous daughter Ma to Ming Taizu, Zhao Hong felt that the little girl could also be his own righteous daughter in the future, marry his subordinates, as an important means to envelop them.

Children generally distribute much less food than adults, and children, including Dang Wen, drink it all in one go, holding a clear chestnut rice porridge that reflects the human figure. After drinking, the children licked the bowl over and over again with their tongues, until they added it cleaner than a dish brushed with dish soap, and were forced to stop doing so.

In fact, the order that these children receive only a small amount of food was given by Chief Zhao. According to Zhao Hong's life experience in his previous life, the easier it is to get something, the less difficult it is to cherish. It's like a person who is dying of thirst in the desert, and if he is given a bottle of chilled orange juice at this time, then he will definitely be more grateful to you than you usually give him a cart of orange juice. Out of this naïve psychology, Zhao Hong decided to let these children starve for two days first, how can these children be grateful to themselves without the hunger effect? Investing in these children is rewarding, and at the very least, there must be no problem with ensuring that their faithfulness is absolutely fine.

Of course, according to Chinese characteristics, it is natural that Zhao Hong cannot play blackface at the beginning, how can a wise and martial leading cadre play blackface?

Li Yong, who is far away from Zhao Hong, naturally has to play this role for the leader, and the red-faced role of distributing flatbread is left to the leader------ starring Zhao Hong himself.

As for whether the effect of slapping a sweet date can achieve the expected effect, it also has a lot to do with the actor's acting skills, Li Yong has acted well in the past few days, and it is absolutely no problem to win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor in his previous life. Li Yong's excellent performance brought a lot of pressure to Zhao Hong, Zhao Hong's eyes swept over Li Yong's --------- conscientious green leaf, it would not be good if he was compared to Xu Wenqiang like Ding Li, and I don't know if his performance can compare Li Yong this time.

Now it's finally my turn......

Zhao Hong, who was a little worried about his acting skills, quietly walked in front of a boy who looked only ten years old, Zhao Hong bent down, took out one of the stacks of Hu Biscuits in his left hand with his right hand, and then put the Hu Biscuit in his hand in the little boy's bowl. The hungry little boy didn't notice Zhao Hong's arrival, the hungry little boy just stared at his empty pottery bowl in a daze, he pouted, his face showed a sad expression, tears kept rolling in his eyes, until a two-inch diameter Hu Biscuit appeared in his sight.

The little boy's eyes suddenly appeared in the cake, and at first his expression did not change. As time passed, I saw that the little boy's originally pouting mouth was slowly retracted, and the corners of the mouth slowly turned upwards after the small mouth was retracted, and his eyes gradually became a slit, and then the little boy burst into tears and smiled, as if Columbus suddenly discovered the New World across the Atlantic. Tears were squeezed out of his eyes by his smile, and the ecstatic little boy did not look up at all, he took the Hu Cake and gnawed it, and the dead dough was made, and the Hu Cake, which was as hard as a pot helmet, became a delicacy in his eyes. While the little boy was dragging the cake with one hand, his teeth were violently dragging the cake, and the cake was wiped out by him by dividing it by two, but the little boy who was choking kept hiccups, and his face was also a little red because of his poor breathing. Then, the little boy with a red face slowly raised his head, and he looked at Zhao Hong with a clear gaze, a grateful smile on his face.

The little boy who had eaten the cake put the clay bowl beside him, threw his hands on the ground, and his body and legs bent into a "Z" shape, and began to kowtow incessantly. Seeing that the effect was good, Zhao Hong hurriedly helped him up.

"What's your name, kid?"

Zhao Hong asked the little boy with a smile, this looks quite like the big bad wolf in the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood".

"My name is Jiang Hai." Little Red Riding Hood, with a sincere look in his eyes, replied to Zhao Hong in a crisp childish voice. "Jiang Hai, good name! I hope that in the future, you will be like your name, with the rivers and seas in mind and the future. The big bad wolf smiled and gave Little Red Riding Hood a loaf. Seeing that there was a bearded little red riding hood cried again, tears of excitement poured out of her eyes, and it became two streams, and Little Red Riding Hood's head was like a woodpecker pecking at the wood.

Seeing this, the big bad wolf stood up, he raised his head, looked at the clear sky, and laughed twice.

The other children were all looking forward to the cake in Zhao Hong's hand at this time, and they couldn't stop pursing their lips with their tongues and swallowing their saliva vigorously. Many children drooled three feet long without realizing it. Zhao Hong, who was very satisfied with this effect, smiled and distributed the cakes in his hand to each child, and each child got two cakes. Then, Zhao Hong, who was empty-handed, walked away with a confident smile.

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