Nine-nine entertainment...

After eating and drinking comfortably, the hosts and guests were basically full. However, the banquet had just entered its climax at this time. Historically, eating was not the purpose of this kind of dinner, but chatting after the meal was the most important thing.

Main.

At this time, the advantages of the buffet are revealed. Everyone is divided into small groups in twos and threes according to their own preferences, and they talk about topics they care about.

Bei Wei, a former second lieutenant scout of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and Zhang Ling, a former Qianhu official of the fifth rank of the Ming Dynasty, each held a glass of wine and stood in an unnoticed corner from afar, using what could be said to be "no

He looked at the bustling banquet hall with good intentions.

"If the imperial court can send an army to surround this place now, it won't be too large. Just a thousand people will be enough to catch you all. Hey, it's a taboo for military strategists to gather hedgehogs in one place like this. It's too easy to gather them and annihilate them. "

Zhang Ling said in a half-joking and half-serious tone that he and Beiwei were close friends among this group of shorthairs. The two often got together to "compete" in martial arts, and they developed a friendship over and over again. They still liked each other even if they had nothing to do.

Ridicule each other.

But Beiwei just slightly curved the corners of his mouth and smiled:

"A thousand people? Then they will definitely be beaten badly..." Pointing to the middle of the banquet hall, "Have you seen that long table? There is nothing on it except flowers?"

"Um?"

Zhang Ling nodded in astonishment. The flower table was located in the center of the entire banquet hall. There was no food placed on it, but various flowers and bonsais were carefully arranged. The pure white linen tablecloth was dragged to the ground, and there was a rope around it.

Guests will know it is a landscape table as soon as they see it, and naturally they will not come near it.

"Under the table are two rows of gun racks, with dozens of muskets placed on them - the kind of rapid-fire guns you have seen, all loaded with bullets. "

Beiwei said leisurely, Zhang Ling was stunned for a long time. Suddenly he asked again:

"Then what if someone approaches accidentally? Or maybe someone knows about this and rushes over to grab it...like me?"

"So I pulled two ropes. If someone crosses the first warning line, he will be advised to leave, but if he dares to cross the second line..." Beiwei lifted up his clothes and let the other party see the 54 on his waist.

The handle of the pistol, "We are not dead people. "

Zhang Ling was speechless. After a long time, he smiled bitterly:

"Sure enough, it's the same as everything else you did. It's still flawless..."

Beiwei chuckled:

"Thank you so much - I made the safety plan this time. "

Zhang Daqianhu drank with some anger and stopped talking. He couldn't tell the difference between Beiwei and Beiwei with his hands, and he couldn't seem to find a place with his mouth.

On the contrary, Beiwei took the initiative to find him:

"Do you have any suggestions about our new gun?"

Although Zhang Ling is a prisoner, he is still highly valued within the military team. His opinion was also sought when formulating new weapon standards this time - mainly because he wanted to know what a soldier of this era would do from the perspective of an enemy.

Think about this weapon.

Of course, Zhang Ruheng would not be happy to accept such a "consultant" role. However, he was not willing to give up this opportunity, and still learned about the new gun very carefully - this is a matter of course, as long as you are a soldier, you cannot refuse

This kind of temptation is why the military team is very sure that he will take the bait.

At this time, Zhang Ling was silent for a long time when Bei Wei asked about it. It wasn't until Bei Wei asked again that he sighed leisurely:

"As soon as this blunderbuss is released, there will be no army in the world that can fight in front of you. "

Considering his character, this is a high praise, but Bei Latitude disagrees:

"That's a better firearm than you've ever seen... How about it, have you ever thought about coming to our place?"

"What?"

Zhang Ling looked at Beiwei in surprise, never expecting that he would persuade him to surrender at this time. When he was captured, he once thought about how he would reject it passionately and angrily if the short-haired men persuaded him to surrender. But later those short-haired men tried to persuade him to surrender.

I didn’t mention it at all. I gradually stopped caring about it, but I didn’t expect to mention it suddenly now.

"What's so strange about this? No matter how good the weapons are, they need people to use them, and our manpower has always been insufficient. Half of the new troops recruited this time are the original local guards. Since you are a

Excellent soldiers, of course I hope to win them over...don't you want to try that new gun?"

Bei Wei told the truth that trying to persuade the Ming army Qian Hu to surrender was the task assigned to him by the committee. Otherwise, with Bei Wei's character, he would really be too lazy to say these words.

Zhang Ling stared at him for a long time and smiled:

"Since you are so happy, I won't beat around the bush - no. "

He casually pointed at Cheng Yegao, who was having a eloquent discussion with Professor Li and others in the distance, but there was a trace of envy in his eyes:

"I'm different from Mr. Cheng. His whole family is here, so he has no worries. But I, the Zhang family of Baoji, have six generations of generals, and more than 300 people in my family, young and old, are all in my hometown in Shaanxi. Conspiracy and rebellion are punishable by the Nine Tribes.

I dare not violate the rules of heaven. "

"That's true..."

Northern Latitude didn't force it. Anyway, the committee just asked him to try his best, but didn't say he must succeed.

However, after Zhang Ling hesitated for a while, he added:

"I have a few bachelors under me who are carefree and carefree. I have always envied you. If I can keep them..."

"No problem, let them talk to Captain Tang later... Well, I was the one who stood at the front and beat you the hardest... me? Hehe, I kill people you can't see..."

Here are two people whispering, and on the other side of the venue, there is a large discussion meeting with dozens of people participating, or to be more precise, it is a marketing meeting.

"We have the best products and the most complete follow-up services, and of course we can absolutely guarantee customer safety. Now we just need some channels... Oh, that means transporting the goods out and selling them to end users... that is, in the hands of ordinary people.

The way to recover funds...yes, it depends on the ways of all the fellow villagers..."

——There are many people in this group who used to work in business. Now they are giving brainwashing classes to the local gentry who were invited, just like they did street marketing in their previous life.

Of course, inviting these local wealthy families over is not just about treating them to a meal. These people can be said to represent the local people's hearts. With the situation developing now, it is necessary to put the people's hearts on the agenda.

What is the easiest and strongest relationship to develop - it is a relationship of interest. To gain the support of local people, the simplest and most practical way is to tie everyone into the same boat - through an alliance of interests.

Doing business together is a good idea: provide products here, let local people guarantee channels, and everyone can make money together. However, the business here in Lingao is not developed. Most of the people invited this time are rich farmers who mainly farm and do business.

There are not many people doing business. Even though Lao Jie and others talked dryly, most of the local rich people just hummed and haha, obviously perfunctory.

Fortunately, they did not expect to sway these people with just one speech. Marketing is a waste of time and cannot be achieved overnight. Expecting that a large number of people will enthusiastically spend money just by talking is not marketing, but pyramid scheme.

The committee had already warned them beforehand that they should concentrate on establishing themselves locally and would never allow such crooked means to be used.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not too lively, Xie Xichao, Wen De's heir, Wu Nanhai and several others looked at each other and suggested that they take the guests to "go around and eat."

Although this banquet venue is in the wild, it is not far from the farm. After all, some hot dishes rely on the kitchen facilities in the farm. So when Wu Nanhai proposed to take everyone to visit the farm, most of the guests were very excited.

expressed agreement.

They all know that these shorthairs are very capable, but they only understand and envy their achievements in farming the most. A few days ago, when the farm was harvesting, the big and small carts caused a sensation in the entire county. There was no need for four farm workers.

They spread the word that many wealthy landowners were secretly helping them calculate their yields, and they finally came to the conclusion that this group of people must have some secret, otherwise they would definitely not be able to achieve the harvest they saw using normal means.

In addition, all kinds of novel and beautiful fruits and vegetables also make the locals very curious, so here are the posts here. These old and rich people are willing to risk losing their wives just to come and taste these new things...

Now that they had the opportunity to see it with their own eyes, the farmers naturally wanted it so much that they didn't even bother with the cream-topped cake that had just been served as dessert. A group of people followed Wu Nanhai happily towards the farm.

Jie Xi originally planned to go with them, but he met Pang Yu waving to him on the way - the latter and Professor Li. Ling Ning and a few others had been accompanying Master Cheng, the county magistrate, and several others.

A new face.

When Xie Xi walked over, he was surprised to find that one of the faces he had seen was one he had seen before - the official from the ninth grade who came to negotiate on behalf of the Qiongzhou government during the last handover of prisoners of war, a young Dusi named Yan. {Piaotian Literature www
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