Chapter 6: So You Are This Kind of Wu Tian

"Ya-two-one, ya-two-one."

"Bai Shi, don't look at me, take care of your soldiers!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go into the ditch! Shiraishi! Be flexible! Do you understand? Be flexible!"

"Liu Mu! Liu Mu? Where is he?"

"Fuck! I didn't say you, I said your people! See how scattered they are?"

Five days had passed since the last time the team was divided into two parts. Jin Mao used all the military training methods from his previous life's school.

Stand in line, march in step, turn left and right, and run.

Now, both the Min Yue and the county soldiers and militia have all memorized this strange slogan and training method.

Problems continue.

The Min Yue soldiers made rapid progress and completed other instructions to a certain extent except for running.

The only problem is that he is too stubborn.

As long as Jinmao didn't order to stop, even if there was a river ahead and some people couldn't swim, they would rush down without hesitation.

The problem with the county soldiers and militia is even bigger. Once the novelty wears off, they become lazy and disorganized.

Liu Mu, the team leader, appears dull on the outside but is actually smart on the inside and can always pull the team back from the brink of collapse.

Unfortunately, Liu Mu is not good at talking and is always talked back by his subordinates, making it difficult to lead the entire team.

Of course, this also depends on the number of people.

The county army had 200 men, but the Minyue army had only 100 men.

When Jinmao was in a state of panic, he would always think: "Why not just practice a real-life drill?"

But Jinmao really cannot do such irresponsible behavior.

At the oil press workshop, the site selection has been completed and Jinmao plans to build an adobe house in the center of the badwater bend.

This place happens to be the center of the Jinyun Mountain Basin. Once the rapeseed is harvested, it will be convenient to send it here for oil extraction.

Now that the clay and stones have been selected, we are ready to start construction.

As for planting winter rapeseed, Jinyun Mountain has no problem responding.

Looking at the scene at that time, Jin Mao probably would not have thought that his prestige had reached this level.

The most difficult issue is actually the seeds.

The number is too small, not to mention improved varieties, even the local varieties are far from enough.

Lunch.

At the end of a day's training, more than 300 people were gathered around a dozen pots.

Jinmao wanted to treat everyone equally, but his subordinates didn't think so and didn't do so.

The ones who ate the best were the 200 county soldiers, followed by Bai Shi’s former troops, and then the 20 Min Yue soldiers.

A chain of contempt was formed in this way. The county soldiers felt that they followed Jinmao the earliest and should eat the best.

Bai Shi's former subordinates also thought so, and they also despised the later Min Yue.

The most outrageous thing is that the later Min Yue also thought so.

Fortunately, Jinmao doesn’t know what these people are thinking, otherwise we would have to ask “why?”

"Uncle Mao! Uncle Mao!"

Jinmao was concentrating on eating. His food was the best in the team. Just eat!

Jin Mao vaguely heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, he saw from afar the Golden Sheep waving its hands and running towards him excitedly.

"Line up!" shouted someone in Min Yue dialect.

Before Jin Mao could react, he was surrounded.

"Disband!" he ordered angrily and amusedly.

Pushing through the encirclement, Jin Mao stepped forward to support Jin Yang who was about to kneel down, and stretched his neck to look around, "Why are you alone?"

"Behind! Behind!" Golden Sheep said happily, "I missed you so much that I rushed to see you."

Jin Mao knew that Jin Yang had no other intentions and only said that out of respect for him, and he was immediately moved.

"Okay, okay, is the road safe?"

"Uncle Mao, don't underestimate me. Even a tiger would run away if it saw me."

Jin Mao smiled. The reason why he did not promote Liu Mu was to leave the position of leader of the county soldiers to Jin Yang.

In his opinion, with the cooperation of these two people, the sum of one is definitely greater than two.

A large amount of supplies and technical personnel are about to arrive, and the three hundred people who have just completed training, under Jin Mao's order, go to meet them.

As a result, the queue, which seemed very poor in Jinmao's eyes, brought great shock to the hundred newcomers.

The two leaders were named Jin Yun, who was Jin Mao’s cousin and the only son of his uncle Jin Shan.

The other one is Liu Fang, the eldest son of Liu Gan, the third son of Liu Ye. "Brother, you are comparable to the immortal Han Bing in the world!" Jin Yun is a nerd who speaks a lot of nonsense.

"Why are you here?" Jin Mao had a headache: "How can I send you back?"

"Since we are here, let's make the best of it." Jin Yun smiled confidently, "Zhongdi, you look down on me."

Jin Mao was speechless, but he was very enthusiastic towards Liu Fang: "Bo Wu (Liu Fang's courtesy name), you came at the right time!"

Liu Fang was a man of great build and well-educated, but he preferred blacksmithing. At the age of 21, he became a famous blacksmith in Wushang County.

"I need to build a brick and stone house that is ten feet wide."

"I am a blacksmith."

"I know, I know." Jin Mao continued, "After the house is built, we need to build a large wooden oil press."

"I'm a blacksmith!"

"I know." Jin Mao asked back: "There is no place to forge iron here, so you have to build a house first? Besides, how can you forge iron without raw materials?"

"... "

"Come on, let me show you the blueprint in my head."

Among these one hundred people, only twenty were soldiers, and the rest were all craftsmen required by Jinmao.

After some investigation, Jinmao discovered with a headache that these so-called craftsmen were basically bricklayers.

Helplessly, they were all sent to build houses, since it is their profession.

The beautiful sunset lights up half the sky red.

Jin Mao settled the people down and returned to his residence with a tired body.

"what?"

There were two women kneeling at the door, one old and one young.

Driven by curiosity, Jin Mao walked in and discovered a new world, "There really are women with such figures in the world!"

The girl was skinny, but her features were clearly visible, holding up her loose grey clothes.

"It's a pity that the eyes are too small, the face is too round, and not white enough. If only..."

Jin Mao dispelled his evil thoughts and stepped forward to ask, "What do you two want from me?"

"Master, please be kind! Please be kind!" The old woman kowtowed to him without even looking at who he was talking to.

"Mother." The sunset glowed red on half of the girl's face, and the other half also turned red. "This is the stingy master."

"Ah?" The old woman stood up, and seeing the two people flirting with each other, her eyes rolled and she burst into tears.

"Master, my family can't afford the rent. What should we do this winter?"

While crying, the old woman glanced at Jin Mao out of the corner of her eye. Seeing his eyes hooked into her daughter's chest, she felt secretly proud.

"There is no other way, I can only sell my daughter."

"Master, please be kind and take my little girl in. It will be a blessing for her to be a slave or a maid."

"Ah? Selling your daughter?" Jin Mao finally came to his senses. "Tell me if you have any difficulties. I will help you get justice."

The old woman despised it in her heart, thinking that Jin Mao had asked her to make conditions, and she was not vague: "I don't want much, just a hundred bushels of millet and a hundred bushels of wheat, that's enough."

Nani?

Jin Mao wanted to explain, but his eyes were fixed on the girl. There was nothing he could do. He hadn't eaten meat for nearly two months, and even a sow could be as beautiful as Diao Chan.

At this moment.

"My dear...my young dear!" Wu Tian arrived breathlessly, but his face showed a ferocious look when he faced the old woman.

"Slut, go back quickly!"

The old woman was very afraid of Wu Tian and stammered, not daring to say a word.

"Ahem." Jin Mao asked, "Mr. Wu, what's wrong with them?"

Wu Tian's eyes were very sharp. He saw all of Jin Mao's little movements. He was secretly happy in his heart, but his face looked serious.

Wu Tian said to the old woman, "You go back, Shi (the girl's name) stay."

Seeing that the old woman was about to speak, Wu Tian said directly: "One woman is equivalent to ten years of rent, and I will give you winter food."

After witnessing a transaction of selling a girl with his own eyes, Jinmao's three views were shattered.

"Young Master, since you like this girl, I will buy her and warm your bed. Just don't blame me for being nosy."

"No! I didn't!" Jin Mao denied it flatly.

"You're right." Wu Tian agreed. He knew that young people were shy. "Your clothes are all dirty. Someone has to wash and cook for you."

“…” Jin Mao was in a dilemma.

Finally, Wu Tian used his ultimate move: "Well, if you don't want it, then I'll give it to you for free."

"It is true." Jin Mao roared in his heart.

So you are this kind of Wu Tian!
(End of this chapter)