Chapter 17 Shijiazhuang
"It's a pity not to be a storyteller."
Liu Zhenhua pulled the food, and Yang Lichao said it with emotion, which attracted him.
He didn't say that Liu Zhenhua hadn't found out that he was so awesome.
Feeling the adoring eyes of those two women, Liu Zhenhua was very happy in his heart, it was very refreshing to appear in front of people, and it was even more refreshing to be 'shown in front of people'.
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The crowd marched all the way to the northwest, perhaps because they were lucky, and they did not encounter horse bandits for four consecutive days.
The victims saw a lot, and after some flickering, Liu Zhenhua's subordinates expanded to 50 people.
The prestige in his hand has reached one hundred and fifty-two points, and in another day, Liu Zhenhua will be able to expand the number of prestige meals obtained in a single day.
"Where is this?"
Liu Zhenhua squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and saw some dilapidated houses, obviously a small village in front.
Before he traveled, he had hardly traveled far since he was a child, and the farthest place was to go to university in a provincial capital city two hundred kilometers away from his hometown.
If it weren't for the fear that the deeds would have reached the ears of the imperial court before they became strong, and then they would have been arrested, Liu Zhenhua would have even wanted to stay in Tianjin City and develop in situ.
"Young master, this is Shijiazhuang, Houlu County, I passed by here and asked the villagers here," Zhao Shicheng stepped forward and said.
"Shijiazhuang?"
Liu Zhenhua was stunned, was this place Shijiazhuang in the Ming Dynasty? During this period, the name was not changed.
He looked at the small village in front of him, it looked like there were only a dozen households, and it was hard to imagine that Shijiazhuang, the provincial capital of Hebei, was so small during the Ming Dynasty.
"Let's go and have a look in the village."
His current reputation only needs to be refreshed once after twelve o'clock in the evening, and he will be able to break through the two hundred mark and refresh the maximum limit of the prestige meal.
Chickens lay eggs and eggs give birth to chickens, and Liu Zhenhua's reputation will be gained faster and faster.
As soon as Liu Zhenhua wanted to let out a geigeigei laugh, he thought that he was still the Lord of the Stove now, and the Lord of the Stove could not laugh like this, so the Lord of Yama was like this.
It was time for dinner, but not a single household in the village had smoke rising.
I didn't even see anyone walk out of the room, if it weren't for Zhao Shicheng telling Liu Zhenhua that there were still people passing by here not long ago, Liu Zhenhua would have thought that this was a deserted village.
Everyone walked all the way and soon came to the door of a house at the entrance of the village.
"Anyone?"
Ren Zhuo stood outside the door and shouted.
The sound of tables and chairs pulling could be heard in the room.
Liu Zhenhua felt a lot of prying eyes, and their arrival made this seemingly lifeless village a little more lively.
"Who?"
Shi Dalang asked a little nervously, looking out through the crack in the door, a group of people were gathered outside, some still holding sticks in their hands.
If it weren't for the fear that these people would slam the door directly, he would have wanted to hide until these people left.
The world is not peaceful right now.
"Uh... Our young master came from Tianjin and wanted to go back to Shaanxi to see if he could recruit some people to be housekeepers in your village. ”
General Ren Zhuo has already negotiated the wording, and now that there is a great drought in the north, these peasants cannot cultivate their land.
Either flee the famine, or stay at home.
There should be a lot of people who are willing to recruit people from large families.
"Young master, Jiading?"
Shi Dalang looked at these people, the one in the middle with a ruddy and plump face should be the young master, no wonder the people around him were holding sticks, these people with sticks also had good faces, and they didn't starve at first glance.
Noticing this, Shi Dalang believed it, he opened the door open, and said to Ren Zhuozhuo, "This lord, if you want to recruit some family members, I can call the village chief for you." ”
"No need to shout, I'm coming."
Before the words fell, an old voice sounded.
Everyone looked back and immediately clenched the steel bar in their hands.
Thirty or forty villagers in the back walked towards this side with sticks, hoes, and sticks.
"Don't be nervous," Liu Zhenhua said softly, these people were afraid that they thought they were some kind of bandits.
Sure enough, the slightly hunchbacked old man standing in the center motioned to the surrounding villagers to put down their weapons.
Shi Dalang pulled his wife out of the room, and stood with the villagers.
The two sides looked at each other.
"I am the village chief of Shijiazhuang," the old man looked at Liu Zhenhua, as if looking for something.
"Old village chief."
Ren Zhuo made a gesture.
"You're going to recruit strong men?"
The old village chief asked directly.
"Yes, recruit family members, don't be old and weak, have one meal a day, have no salary at present, and have to rush to Shaanxi with my young master," Ren Zhuo said the treatment and requirements.
Hearing that he was in charge of rice but had no money, and that he was going to Shaanxi, the villagers suddenly became a little commotionful.
Few of them are single-family families, all of them have wives and children, how can they follow Liu Zhenhua to Shaanxi.
What's more, there is no salary, there is nothing but food, isn't this nothing for nothing? Although there is a shortage of food now, it has not reached the point of exhaustion, and it is estimated that these people will not be able to eat any good food.
What's that picture?
"Do you have anyone willing to follow this young master?"
The village chief asked, these people didn't look easy to mess with, they were all armed with iron rods, and the village chief didn't want to offend.
The villagers in the back exchanged words for a while, who would do this kind of loss-making business, maybe the few single-family families in the village would follow.
After some commotion, the village chief looked at Ren Zhuozhuo, "It seems that there is no one in our village who is willing to be a housekeeper." ”
Ren Zhuo looked a little regretful, "Okay then." ”
"Let's go," Liu Zhenhua said, he stayed here to see if he could recruit some people, after all, it was already evening, and if he recruited people at this time, he could also eat a wave of prestige points that would be refreshed in the early morning of the next day.
But now no one in the village wants to follow them, and there is no point in staying here.
Sleeping in the wilderness in the summer didn't make a difference, and that's how they got over for so many days.
It doesn't rain either, and there are no mosquitoes, so it's very refreshing, except that the 'bed' is a little hard.
Liu Zhenhua and his entourage turned around and left, and the villagers behind watched these people leave.
"Village chief, these people don't have luggage, and they even say that they can take care of food?"
Someone said, and the others chimed in.
"They don't look like they're starving, and the luggage must have been left far away," the village chief shook his head, "and they're all gone." ”
At present, the world is not peaceful, and their surplus food is not much, and it is estimated that it will not last long, there is no way, but to take one step at a time, and it will rain in a few days.
The sun gradually set, and Liu Zhenhua and the others stopped to rest without going far.
The crowd sat down in twos and threes.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of horses' hooves, and everyone looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came, and it was dark that they couldn't see it really, and vaguely saw six or seven people riding horses and stopping at the head of the village before, followed by more than a dozen people.
"Horse bandits?"
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