"Thirty people are simple. There are not many other people in Dagou Town, but there are many strong men. I will help you call someone."

When Zhang Heng heard that he needed thirty people, Zhang Zhentian agreed immediately.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng was not vague and said bluntly: "I won't let everyone be in vain. After coming back, each person will have ten kilograms of millet and a piece of ocean. Then go to the tavern to have a meal."

When Zhang Zhenhu heard this, he couldn't sit still: "I know a few brothers, all of whom are reliable people. Do I need me to call them here?"

Ten kilograms of millet, a piece of ocean, and even a meal.

Even if Zhang Heng took them to the county town to fight with people, he could call hundreds of people for this condition.

"you?"

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhang Zhenhu, shook his head and said, "I have something more important to you."

This time, Zhang Heng went to the county town to prepare for pawning some jewelry and jade, check the prices, and prepare for the future exchange cause.

So this time, people must be from the Zhang clan, and no outsider wants any, especially the so-called brothers around Zhang Zhenhu.

He believed Zhang Zhenhu's brothers, for nothing else, just to get the benefits, whether they listened to Zhang Heng or Zhang Zhenhu.

Zhang Heng doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

"Zhenhu, you have been in the county for many years and should be able to get this, right?"

Zhang Heng made a gun gesture.

"You can get it if you have money."

Zhang Zhenhu's answer was quite refreshing.

Nowadays, public security is poor, and there are many merchants from all over the world selling weapons. Even some officers and soldiers will sell military supplies and weapons privately.

A group of thousands of people can have six or seven hundred people, and five hundred guns will be considered good.

There are actually only five or six hundred people in many regiment-level units, and only half of them have guns, and the others are all holding big blades.

"It's good to get it." Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "I'll get you ten dollars. When you arrive in the county town, you can find out where there are channels and what the price is. Let's talk about the rest."

Zhang Zhenhu agreed immediately, "No problem, as long as you have money, you will have everything. If it really doesn't work, I will go to Muhamma. From here to Muhamma, I will only take more than 400 miles of water. I will come back today and tomorrow. The red-haired ghosts in Muhammama sell everything."

Zhang Heng suddenly realized that he almost forgot that the country and Macau during this period were the territory of the Portuguese.

These Portuguese like to do business with coastal warlords the most. As long as you have money, there is nothing they can't sell.

"Cousin, are you going to buy a gun?"

After Zhang Zhenhu left, Zhang Zhentian asked hesitantly.

“Some ideas.”

Zhang Heng nodded.

Now that the war is in chaos, I feel uneasy without guns.

As for how much to buy, it depends on how much you can go to the county town to sell jewelry in the afternoon and how much you can buy it back.

If you make a lot of money, it is not impossible to just pull up a militia. Anyway, he will return to the genealogy in a few days. He will be responsible for food, accommodation and taking advantage of the situation. He is not afraid that the Zhang clan members will not support him. Having a gun in his hand will also help gain a foothold.

morning.

After breakfast, Zhang Heng started to turn around the town.

First, let everyone see him, and second, also look at the shops on the street.

Dagou Town has only one main street, and there are about 30 shops of various types.

The most popular one is rice shop, with four businesses, which do business such as rice, flour, salt and oil.

The remaining are all kinds of things, including medicine shops, cloth shops, grocery shops, taverns, inns, blacksmith shops, tea sheds, breakfast shops, barber shops, coffin shops, carriages, and sparrows are all small.

Zhang Heng knew very well that whoever controls this commercial street would be the king of Dagou Town.

So after he was ready to get rich, he bought a few shops from the town and sold some affordable goods.

I don’t want to make money, I just want to control the food, clothing, housing and transportation in these villages.

"Are everyone here?"

At around ten o'clock, the thirty people from the county went to Zhang Heng and found them.

Zhang Heng saw that all the young men in his twenties and thirties came. Although they lacked nutrition for a long time, it was quite intimidating to stand together.

"My name is Zhang Heng. I just came back from overseas. Have you heard of me?"

This is Zhang Heng’s opening remark.

Hearing such words, some of the people present nodded, some were dismissive, and some looked envious.

"Then I'll just tell a long story. I'll go to the city this time to do something and buy something back."

"Because the road is not peaceful, and there are too many things and few people, I can't bring them back, so I thought about bringing everyone."

"But don't worry, I won't let everyone be in vain. Each of the people who went there today was a piece of ocean and ten kilograms of millet, and then I'll have another meal of meat at night."

As soon as he heard this, the crowd was in an uproar.

One piece of ocean can buy 100 kilograms of millet, and this 10 kilograms is 110 kilograms.

Not to mention the meat and fish, they would be happy to ask them to treat Zhang Heng to a meal together.

"Mr. Heng, you didn't lie to us, did you?"

There are too many people in the town named Zhang, and they don’t know who is named Zhang.

Calling Zhang Heng seemed to be absent. Someone thought about it and simply took the words behind and called Mr. Ju Heng.

"Mr. Heng?"

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment and quickly realized: "They are all my clan brothers and clan brothers present. I can't lie to you no matter who I lie to you."

"Yes, Mr. Heng came back from Nanyang and had more money than Mr. Tan. How could he lie to us?"

"That's right, Mr. Heng can crush us to death if he pulls his legs out. Is it true that these oceans?"

The identity of returning from Nanyang has worked again.

When everyone heard this, they felt that there was no need to make fun of them with Zhang Heng, and they all became excited.

"Ahem..."

Seeing that everyone believed it, Zhang Heng coughed and said, "I heard that the times are not peaceful now. Everyone has to bring a lot of things back when they go to the city this time. Whoever wants to have earthen guns, bird guns, etc., take them out to avoid any turmoil on the road."

During the day, there should be no dirty things.

But the bandits and bullies had to be careful, and Zhang Heng didn't want to be the fat sheep in the eyes of others.

"Mr. Heng, my family is a hunter, and our brothers have hunting rifles."

"I have it too. My dad followed the General of the National Guard and brought back a gun, which is still useful."

"And I, my cousin is a bandit, and he gave me a bird gun to defend myself."

"I don't have a gun, but I know who has it, I can borrow it."

I don’t know if I don’t ask, four of the thirty people have guns, and one can borrow and grab them.

Zhang Heng heard that it was so good, with thirty people, five guns, and the name of the Zhang family in Dagou Town, let alone the rogues, even if they encounter genuine bandits, everyone can deal with them.

To say something unscrupulous, it would be enough for Zhang Heng to escape back to modern times before the bandits killed them all.

Of course, using the time and space gate to escape is the worst strategy.

He looked at Zhang Dadan and Zhang Zhenhu who were following him. He thought that as long as he was not too unlucky, he could protect him from fighting with Zhang Dadan's martial arts and Zhang Zhenhu's marksmanship.

"If you have guns, each person will send an extra ocean."

Zhang Hengda waved his hand.

Half an hour later, thirty people set out in a mighty manner.

"What are your names?"

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Heng looked at the two hunters with hunting rifles on their backs.

"My name is Zhang Dakui, and his name is Zhang Xiaokui."

The two brothers looked like one was in their early twenties and the other was seventeen or eighteen years old, and they looked very similar.

Zhang Heng looked at the hunting rifle that the two were holding, and thought of their hunter identity, and asked: "Since you are from hunters, your marksmanship should be good, right?"

"Within a hundred meters, you'll be seven or eight out of ten."

After Dakui finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "My brother's shooting skills are better than mine. He hits wherever he points within a hundred meters. The bandits on the mountain have heard of his name."

Zhang Heng looked at Xiao Kui.

Xiao Kui felt a little embarrassed when he was seen and whispered: "There are also times when he misses."

Zhang Heng was a little surprised: "You have such a good marksmanship, why didn't you join the army?"

"Mr. Heng, my brother hasn't married yet."

Dakui said hurriedly.

Nowadays, warlords are fighting each other, and joining the army is not a good way out.

Unless you really can't afford to eat, who would join the army?

The two brothers Da Kui and Xiao Kui are all hunters with guns, and they can't starve to death by relying on the mountain to eat.
Chapter completed!