The eldest son of Prison Cao actually recruited stragglers in the Ranger Pavilion?

As soon as he heard the news, Zhang Huang instinctively sensed that there might be something hidden in it.

What kind of official is that? That is the number one and second in command of the government prison, even on the ground of Mount Tai, it can be a well-known person. Although it is not to the point of stomping on the entire Taishan City and shaking three times, there are more than 100 dignitaries under the hands of people.

And the son of such a big man would actually recruit stragglers in the Ranger Pavilion outside? Could it be that the rangers, made up of ruffians, hunters, and veterans, would be better than the jailers in the prisons? Although it is said that he is a soldier who is not in the stream, no matter how he says it, he also eats public food, whether it is courage, scheming, or the things he has seen, he is more sensible than some people who are not on errands in the yamen, right?

Originally, as the son of a prison Cao, it was easy for Zang Ba to privately call more than 100 jailers, but the other party didn't say so, which made Zhang Huang feel a little suspicious.

"Ah to, go and find out the foundation of the Zang family......"

"Hmm!"

After receiving Zhang Huang's signal, Chen Zhi quietly left, leaving Zhang Huang alone to stay in the Ranger Pavilion, secretly observing Zang Ba.

I have to say that Zang Ba is indeed a heroic figure, with thick eyebrows and eyes, a hooked nose, standing with strong and powerful arms around him, his eyes are blazing, as sharp as an eagle. This person just stood there, and there was a faint impressing aura all over his body.

[Taishan athletes, should be the first to be this person!] ]

Zhang Huang was slightly shocked, because in his eyes, the current Zang Ba, his momentum was even stronger than Li Tong and Chen Zhi, and he was worthy of being a martial artist.

Suddenly, Zang Ba didn't know if he noticed Zhang Huang's sight, so he turned his head and happened to collide with Zhang Huang's sight.

[Good sharp intuition......]

Zhang Huang, who was secretly frightened, remained silent and smiled at Zang Ba.

"......" Zang Ba's eyes showed a little doubt.

He obviously noticed Zhang Huang's gaze, but seeing that Zhang Huang's eyes were not malicious, and there was still a little smile on his face, Zang Ba didn't care, but secretly wrote down this person in his heart.

After all, in Taishan, few people of the same age had the courage to look at him.

"Okay!"

At this time, there was a cheer from the crowd.

It turned out that Zang Ba's method of recruiting diners was to ask people to fight in front of him, and the winner was recruited, and the two people who competed had already decided the winner.

Zhang Huang glanced at it and smiled dumbly.

Because in his opinion, the kung fu of the two people in the competition is really sparse, and even Xiao Luo Luo under Huang Luo before can't catch up.

Such a guy, Zhang Huang naturally looks down on him, as for Zang Ba, just looking at his slightly frowning appearance, it is obvious that the eldest son of the Zang family is not satisfied in his heart.

"Next group!"

With a wave of his hand, Zang Ba perfunctorily asked the winner of Fang Cai to stand next to him for the time being, and continued to review the competition of the next pair. But disappointingly, the next group of two people will only be at the level of street ruffians.

"Hey!" With a chuckle, Zhang Huang quietly withdrew from the crowd.

There is no doubt that Zhang Huang has already recruited Zang Ba, but the problem is whether the other party may be willing to join an unknown rebel army.

Therefore, Zhang Huang has no plans to contact Zang Ba for the time being, he needs a little time to think about it.

It didn't matter if Zhang Huang left, but it made Zang Ba feel slightly surprised.

Because just a breath ago, Zang Ba also looked at Zhang Huang from the corner of his eye, but as soon as he raised his hand to call the next group to start the competition, Zhang Huang had disappeared in the original place.

What does this mean? This meant that he Zang Ba couldn't capture Zhang Huang's breath at all.

[The guy...... When did you leave? ]

Zang Ba looked left and right, but he couldn't find Zhang Huang's whereabouts, which made him secretly frightened.

Maybe Zhang Huang himself doesn't know it, but Zang Ba, who was born in a martial arts family, knows too well, as a martial artist, there is a lesson that is particularly important, that is, the grasp of breath.

To put it bluntly, it is a way to lock the breath, and success and otherwise depend on the strength of the person's intuition and the strength of the breath.

And now, that foreigner kid left under his nose and he didn't notice it, which means that the other party is stronger than him, at least three points stronger.

[The guy...... Who exactly is it? This Tarzan, and such characters? Also, why is that guy laughing at me for no reason? ]

Zang Ba, who was wondering in his heart, was thinking about Zhang Huang's strange behavior, and where could the rude fists and feet of the reckless men in front of him still get into his eyes.

After a slight delay, Zang Ba left suspiciously, causing a sigh of disappointment from the rangers in the Ranger Pavilion.

Zhang Huang didn't know that his kind smile made Zang Ba hesitate, and he walked around the streets of the city by himself.

Suddenly, several strong men with yellow scarves on their heads walking by him aroused his interest.

[Yellow scarf wrapped in head...... These people are ......]

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Huang's eyes, and he followed quietly and followed those strong men to the residential community in the southwest corner of Taishan City.

It is more of a slum than a dwelling, and at least in Zhang Huang's view, tents made of bamboo poles and rags cannot be called shelters.

[Refugee camp?] ]

Zhang Huang's heart suddenly understood.

After all, when he was in Zhang County, he had also seen similar venues in the county.

In recent years, due to the continuous natural disasters, the people of the Han Dynasty are struggling to make a living, starving all over the wilderness, therefore, the people of the counties and counties with severe disasters have migrated and fled to the neighboring counties in a honeycomb......

Zhang Huang looked around a few times, only to feel that those simple tents were like a tidal wave, everywhere, and some of those refugees stayed in their tents, and some walked around idlely, roughly counting the heads, there were four or five thousand people.

"Big brother, you're okay, give me something to eat......"

A timid voice sounded behind Zhang Huang.

Zhang Huang subconsciously turned his head, and was stunned to see a dirty child holding a broken bowl with a missing mouth in his left hand, and hesitating with his right hand to grab the corner of his clothes.

Zhang Huang sighed slightly, took out two meat steamed buns from his arms, and handed them to the child.

As soon as he saw the food, the little ghost's eyes seemed to glow green, and he snatched it away, not to mention, and imprinted a black handprint on Zhang Huang's clothes.

"Cui'er!" A soft shout came from the humble tent next to it.

Zhang Huang turned his head to look and saw a man emerge from the tent, glaring at the child beside him with a displeased expression, and in the tent, a haggard woman was coughing incessantly.

"I ...... I'm not eating for myself, I'm for my mother, who hasn't eaten for days......" The child looked at the man in fear, while holding on to the two meat buns like a treasure.

Seeing this, the man let out a long sigh, his eyes were faintly filled with tears, and he turned his head to Zhang Huang and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, big brother, it's really ......."

"It's okay, it's okay." How could Zhang Huang mind such a trivial matter, he lightly patted the dirty handprints on the clothes that were impossible to photograph, and changed the topic and asked, "What is the name of this big brother?" ”

"The surname is Wang, and the name is strong."

"Brother Wang, little brother Zhang Huang." Zhang Huang smiled and hugged his fists.

"How does this work?" Seeing Zhang Huang saluting him in turn, Wang Dazhuang was taken aback, waved his hand again and again, and then asked curiously, "Brother Zhang Huang, why did you come here?" ”

Zhang Huang then remembered his intentions, but when he raised his eyes and saw that the person had been lost, he didn't care, and asked with a smile, "What, Brother Wang, can't you come here?" ”

"It's not that I can't come......," Wang Dazhuang let out a long sigh, and then smiled bitterly, "Brother Zhang Huang is not himself, right?" Locals, won't come here. ”

Zhang Huang nodded and acknowledged, turned his head, and looked at Wang Dazhuang's daughter Cui'er.

The little girl was very happy to stuff the two meat buns into the hands of the woman, most likely her mother, but the woman smiled and waved her hand, saying that she was not hungry, and at the same time glanced at Zhang Huang gratefully.

But in Zhang Huang's opinion, the woman's face was yellow and thin, which was clearly caused by many days of hunger.

"Isn't there a soup kitchen in the government?" Zhang Huang frowned and asked.

"It's time for soup kitchen." Wang Dazhuang nodded, and then sighed, "But how can such a thin porridge a day be enough to feed people?" ”

"Thin porridge?" Zhang Huang was stunned and said in surprise, "Didn't you say that the porridge for the government's relief of the victims must not be poured down with chopsticks and wrapped in towels?" ”

Wang Dazhuang looked at Zhang Huang deeply, and then let out a long sigh.

Seeing this, Zhang Huang frowned, inadvertently glanced at the little girl, and watched her chew the meat buns that Zhang Huang gave her little by little as if she was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas after learning that her mother was not hungry, and Zhang Huang's heart was a little blocked.

After thinking about it, Zhang Huang took out a money bag from his arms and said, "Brother Wang, I still have dozens of taels of silver tickets here......

"It's not a matter of money, Brother Zhang Huang." Wang Dazhuang seemed to have already guessed Zhang Huang's actions, and shook his head when he heard the words and said, "Don't talk about silver tickets, even silver is worthless, and now in Mount Tai, even if you have one or two silver, you may not be able to buy much grain...... Because of this, the local people hate us refugees, and they think that I have eaten up the rice that should belong to them. ”

Zhang Huang was silent, he finally realized the truth that rice grain is the most expensive in troubled times.

[I don't know what kind of expression the trillion will have when he knows that these silver tickets of his treasure are almost like waste paper......]

Zhang Huang smiled bitterly and was about to speak, but when he heard the woman coughing again, Zhang Huang's heart moved, and he said to Wang Dazhuang, "Although the silver ticket is not as good as before, but the younger brother has dozens of taels here, seeing that the sister-in-law seems to be sick, Brother Wang might as well take it to the sister-in-law to see a doctor and get medicine." ”

"I appreciate the kindness of Brother Zhang Huang." Wang Dazhuang nodded gratefully, but then changed his words, waved his hand and said, "Compared with rations, my mother-in-law's illness is not in the way. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Huang frowned.

As soon as Wang Dazhuang saw Zhang Huang's expression, he knew that Zhang Huang had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "It's not that I'm talking nonsense, my mother-in-law's illness has improved greatly after drinking the talisman water given by those immortal elders." ”

"Fu Shui?" Zhang Huang changed color slightly.

"That's right, a few days ago, we refugees fled into Taishan City, because of fatigue on the road, a large number of illnesses, and the government did not send us to treat, just when we were about to despair, those immortals came down to the mortal, used immortal magic to attract fairy water, and cured many people. I remember that there was a kid surnamed Zhao, who was obviously angry, and someone else poured a bowl of talisman water, and pulled it out of the ghost gate. There is also a bearded man who cut off the meat on his leg on the road and gave it to his sixty-year-old father to eat, and several immortal elders said that he was filial and gave him talisman water, guess what? The bearded man drank the talisman water, and the flesh on his leg grew overnight......" Wang Dazhuang said with a wistful expression, his eyes full of the gratitude and admiration of those immortals in his mouth.

"The living dead, flesh and bones, how can it be ......"

Zhang Huang's eyes flashed with a look of horror.