"Whether you want to work or join the army, you can come to Zhu Zhengze tomorrow to register. Okay, I'm done, let's disperse. ”

Han Zhen said, regardless of the reaction of these villagers, turned around and walked towards the house.

If they really want to work and join the army, they will go by themselves.

For those who don't want to go, it's useless to talk no matter how much they go.

The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is crowded, all for profit.

When a cooking cake costs 500 yuan, he dares to guarantee that this group of villagers can play better than anyone else.

In the same way, when they find that joining the army is better than farming, they will naturally be excited.

It's getting late, and night is falling.

The villagers of the grain field dispersed one after another, and their faces were different.

After a while, every house lit a cooking smoke.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

Following.

Early in the morning, Han Zhen woke up to a noisy sound.

After pushing open the door and washing up, he walked towards the second courtyard.

As soon as he stepped through the courtyard gate, Han Zhen couldn't help but pause.

As far as the eye can see, the courtyard is crowded with black people, and there is not even a place to stay.

Zhu Zhengze's side was even more surrounded by water, and his ears were full of gossip, Rao was sweating profusely at the moment with his wooden character.

Seeing that An Niang and her sister-in-law were blocked in the kitchen and couldn't get out, Han Zhen shouted: "What are you doing here, do you want to rebel?" ”

In an instant, the whole house was completely quiet.

Looking around, Han Zhen said loudly: "Everyone go out and line up in an orderly line." Ma Sangou, you take people to maintain order, if anyone dares to make trouble, take it on the spot! ”

"Yes!"

Ma Sangou's voice sounded, but he couldn't see anyone at all, and he didn't know which corner he was squeezed to.

Crash!

The next moment, the crowd in the courtyard receded like a tide.

"Whew!"

Zhu Zhengze let out a sigh, lifted his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

At that moment just now, he only felt that there were countless ducks quacking in his ears, and the whole person was dizzy.

Ma Sangou and they are not much better, and one of their shoes is lost.

Quickly picked up the shoes and put them on, Ma Sangou walked out of the yard with a simple knife.

Walking quickly into the hall, pulling over the chair and sitting down, Han Zhen asked, "How is it, how many have you registered?" ”

Zhu Zhengze pointed to the blank paper on the table, and said with a wry smile: "It's too messy and noisy, I can't hear what they are saying." ”

"You are only responsible for registering the recruitment of rental livestock and building cottages, and I will take care of the rest."

Han Zhen said, pulling a wad of white paper from in front of him.

With Zhu Zhengze's simple temperament, so many people are afraid that they will not be able to register until dark.

Ay!

Or there are too few people in the village to read at all.

Seeing Han Zhang coming out of the kitchen, Han Zhen instructed: "Sister-in-law, please go to the small warehouse in the backyard and take a basket of copper coins." ”

"Hey."

Han Zhang answered and walked towards the backyard.

After a while, he and Fang Sansan came to the hall with a basket of copper coins.

Han Zhang was curious: "Erlang, why do you pay your salary today?" ”

"It will be useful later!"

Han Zhen smiled slightly mysteriously.

While the two were talking, the villagers came in in a long line.

Han Zhen opened his mouth and said: "Divide into two teams, those who lease livestock and build cottages will go to Zhu Zhengze to register, and those who recruit workers and join the army will come to my side." ”

Hearing this, the long line immediately divided into two teams.

A villager walked forward quickly and said, "Village chief, I want to recruit workers." ”

"Name?"

"Zhang San."

Han Zhen quickly wrote a deed, handed it over, and said, "Press a handprint, and then go to the grain field and so on." ”

After Zhang San finished pressing the handprint, Han Zhen waved his hand and called, "Next!" ”

Han Zhen's registration efficiency is very fast, which is in stark contrast to Zhu Zhengze on the side.

After a while, a stack of deeds was piled up on the table.

It's just that, from the beginning to the present, all the villagers who came to him came to recruit workers, and none of them joined the army.

Seeing that the line was getting shorter and shorter, Ma Sangou lowered his voice and said in a slightly anxious tone: "Second Brother Han, it's not a way to go on like this." ”

"What's the hurry?"

Han Zhen said indifferently.

It is normal for villagers to resist joining the army, but it is really the Northern Song Dynasty that completely stinks the profession of soldiers.

To fill the army, you need to tattoo the word.

This is different from tattooing, which involves tattooing a soldier's name directly on his face.

The advantage is that it can effectively prevent desertion.

After all, with words tattooed on his face, no matter where he runs, others will know that he is a deserter at a glance.

But the disadvantages are also obvious, this kind of tattoo with a strong insulting nature directly destroyed the self-esteem of the soldiers, and also broke the backbone of the Great Song warriors.

Coupled with the stinking reputation of the Xiang Army over the years, the image of the soldiers, who were not very good, was completely trampled into the quagmire.

As a result, the thief with the army has become the lowest and most vicious swear word like pickled goods and thieves and cheap insects.

Under the influence of such an atmosphere, it is strange that the villagers can have a good impression of joining the army.

In their cognition, a good family will not join the army.

Changing this deep-seated belief will not happen overnight, but will need to be subtle.

Of course, if Han Zhen is forced to recruit soldiers, it is not impossible, but then he will not be able to guarantee the combat strength of the army, and he will destroy the prestige that he has worked hard for many days.

A person who is willing to go to war and forced to go to war are completely different things.

The combat power exerted can almost be described as vastly different.

Forced conscription can only get a rabble, and it is okay to fight a good fight, but once it encounters a regular army that is a little more willing to resist, it will throw away its armor and run away.

……

A quarter of an hour later, when Han Zhen wrote a deed again, he said aloud: "The lime kiln and salt factory recruitment quota is full, and now only conscription!" ”

Hearing this, there was a commotion among the villagers in the rear.

Seeing that the recruitment was full, many people moved to another team, intending to build a cottage.

Although it doesn't last long to build a cottage, you can earn 20 yuan a day.

For a while, there were only three or five people left in the long line in front of Han Zhen in an instant.

One of them hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Village chief, is it true that joining the army has three dry meals a day and one meat meal a day?" ”

Han Zhen didn't answer and asked, "These days, have I ever lied to you?" ”

"No, I didn't."

The villager replied subconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, he struggled, and finally didn't resist the temptation of three dry meals a day and meat, gritted his teeth and said, "That's ...... Then I'm in the army! ”

A smile flashed in Han Zhen's eyes and asked, "Name?" ”

"My name is Zhang He."

After noting down the other party's name, Han Zhen glanced at Ma Sangou on the side.

Ma Sangou immediately understood, bent down and took out five hundred copper coins from the basket, and slapped them on the table.

The clanging sound of copper coins striking immediately attracted the attention of all the villagers.

Seeing a pile of yellow copper coins on the table, their eyes were full of fire.

Saying a thousand, saying 10,000 is not as real as bright money!

Han Zhen pointed to the money and ordered: "This is your money this month, and go back with the money, and come to report tomorrow!" ”

"Thank you, village chief!"

Zhang He thanked him again and again, and with a smile on his face, he grabbed the copper coin and stuffed it into his arms.

Five hundred copper coins propped up his clothes high, and even because they were stuffed too tightly, the copper coins squeezed the flesh on his stomach and hurt for a while.

But Zhang He didn't care, and turned around and walked out of the hall happily.

Seeing this scene, several villagers who were still hesitant immediately rushed up.

"Count me in one!"

"I'm going to join the army too!"