During the Republic of China, there were two types of beggars. One was like later generations, purely relying on pity to ask for money, and the other was begging for money. For the first type, you can give or not, it all depends on your heart, but for the second
Most of them have to give it, because they are not only begging for food, but also performing impromptu performances. When they see something with their eyes, they immediately make up a song and sing it while tapping the ox hip bone. For this cleverness, they should also pay for it.
Zhang Tinglan waved to the beggar, and the beggar ran over with a smile on his face and said loudly: "Thank you for the reward, sir!"
Everyone around heard this guy's voice and turned their eyes. This is the skill of begging. He immediately pushed Zhang Tinglan to the corner. In full view of everyone, he refused to give.
Zhang Tinglan was not angry at this guy's cleverness, but was actually a little happy. This guy was a talent.
"Don't worry, as long as you agree to my conditions, I will not only reward you with money, but I will also let you have food and drink for the rest of your life."
"Hey, young master, I am a lowly beggar, but I don't dare to commit murder and arson to harm the environment. In my next life, I will give birth to a rich family, and they will be as rich as the three of you!"
Zhang Xueliang on the side was also looking at this dirty beggar. There was nothing special about him, except for a playful smile on his face. He couldn't help but shake his head. Zhang Tinglan must have something wrong with his head. He and this
What can a beggar say?
"Brother, please give him some money quickly and let him go!" Zhang Tingshu was closest to the beggar. A rancid smell pierced his nostrils and made him almost nauseous.
"Second brother, don't underestimate them. They can be said to be number one talents in this industry, heroic and courageous, and have a face with thick walls. Don't worry, beggars, you will never be harmed. On the contrary, it is a good thing to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.
Please follow me for a while!"
Of course, Zhang Tinglan would not find a beggar for no reason. He thought of those half-immortals around Duan Zhigui. It is said that His Highness Qian was superstitious to the extreme and was obedient to these immortals. He just happened to do what he wanted and packaged himself as a master.
Come out and let him fool Duan Zhigui.
The more fierce the tossing, the sooner the business people in Fengtian will be able to clearly see Duan Zhigui's face. When the people's support comes, it will be a matter of course for Lao Zhang to take over Fengtian. Moreover, by using public opinion as soon as possible, it will be possible to drive away the troublemaker Duan Zhigui.
Reduce people's losses.
Zhang Tinglan has more than a hundred years of experience, so it is not very difficult to package a half-immortal. After making arrangements, Zhang Tinglan went to deliver Bayama in person. This time, a total of six young and clever apprentices were selected to go to the United States with him.
Once settled, more people will be dispatched.
Bayusao had not been in contact with Zhang Tinglan for a long time, but he had a good impression of him, especially Zhang Tinglan's emphasis on industry and his advocacy of hard work, which coincided with Bayusao's ideas. Moreover, Zhang Tinglan was quite wealthy and could do anything without hesitation.
Investing in scientific research, Bayuzao has decided that after completing his studies, he must go to Fengtian to display his talents.
The secret of the prosperity of the West lies in its powerful industrial technology, and other political and cultural aspects are all accessories attached to the industrial system. If China wants to catch up with the West, it must first catch up with them industrially, or even surpass them.
This time, with the help of Fred, an overseas study fund was established, with a temporary capital injection of 500,000, and was responsible for recruiting overseas talents. Of course, this fund will not only be limited to this, but will continue to expand, especially when the gold is shipped back.
After that, Zhang Tinglan's financial resources became more abundant, and he could recruit talents to enrich Fengtian.
After sending Bayusao away, Zhang Tinglan focused his efforts on the ** Brigade. Zhang Zuoxiang took the initiative to serve as the brigade commander of the ** Brigade, intending to cultivate a usable force for Zhang Tinglan. At any time, it is reasonable to have a big fist.
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In order to make Zhang Tinglan more influential in the ** brigade, Zhang Zuoxiang did not hesitate to let him participate in the formation work. Zhang Tinglan was appointed as the training director, responsible for the army's training work.
The first thing to do is to clean up those old armies. Most of the old armies have been retained since the late Qing Dynasty. They have serious bad habits and extremely low combat effectiveness. After training the army several times, no one is willing to take them. If they want to be dismissed, they
I was worried that they would cause trouble, so I gave them some money and food every year, treating them as if they were useless.
Zhang Tinglan accompanied his father directly to the military camp in the south of the city. It was also their first time here. The military camp in the south of the city was the most important military garrison in Fengtian during the Qing Dynasty. It covered a vast area, the military camp was neat, and the soldiers
Practice constantly.
But now it has fallen into disrepair, and most of the buildings have collapsed. The land of the military camp has been continuously occupied, and shantytowns and snack streets have been built around it. As soon as Zhang Tinglan and the others walked in, a vendor selling pine nuts and melon seeds came over with a playful smile.
"Boss, please take care of your business. Look how shiny and fragrant the pine nuts are when fried."
These days, small businessmen and hawkers are all afraid of soldiers, because most of the time they take things without paying them, but this hawker was interesting and actually took the initiative to strike up a conversation, which made Zhang Zuoxiang a little confused.
"Aren't you afraid that if we don't pay you, we'll give you a punch?"
"Boss, I was expecting you to beat me up, and then I'll point my finger at you for my meal. To tell you the truth, I'm a soldier in this military camp. I haven't been paid for almost a year, and everyone is worried that they can't find someone responsible.
Where are the people? Several bosses are here, presumably to give us money. I would like to thank you on behalf of the whole family first!"
Zhang Tinglan opened his eyes wide when he heard that the other party actually said that he was a soldier. This guy had no flesh on his body. He was thin and withered. His clothes were piled with patches and his bare feet looked like dirt.
A true refugee.
"Boss, don't believe it. Liu Shitou, a villain, has been hanging out in the Nanda camp for fifteen or sixteen years. Even the iron-hatted kings of the former Qing Dynasty are no match for you. You guys are not enough!"
Zhang Zuoxiang waved his hand impatiently: "I am Zhang Zuoxiang, your new brigade commander. I am here to inspect. You should lead the way quickly. If you behave well, you can still get a bite of food. If you continue to be verbose, I will take your
My brain is open!"
When Liu Shitou heard this, he was not afraid. On the contrary, he still had a playful smile on his face: "Boss, there hasn't been a fire in my house for several days. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. You can at least reward me with some money. It's best for me."
If I have to do something for you, I won’t be able to walk even if I’m a kid!”
Zhang Tinglan nodded secretly. He had finally seen what a ruffian was. This guy was just a piece of meat on a hob. He couldn't cook it until it was steamed. Zhang Tinglan took out two big pieces of meat with the water and threw them to him.
Liu Shitou quickly picked it up, put away the wooden box containing the pine nuts, and led the way with a bowed head. Soon they arrived at the military camp. There was a pungent smell coming from a distance, and it seemed that they were not arriving at the place where they were.
It was the military camp, but the toilet. Zhang Tinglan frowned.
The army is the most disciplined place. The combat effectiveness of an army can be seen from its military appearance. In fact, in Zhang Tinglan's opinion, the military appearance of the 27th Division is already rubbish, and it is far different from the mighty divisions of later generations.
No, Zhang Tinglan even wanted to propose to Zhang Zuolin to reorganize the army.
However, due to his identity, Zhang Tinglan did not overestimate his ability to bring it up. However, after arriving at this military camp, Zhang Tinglan once again experienced what a world of difference is. The barracks were lopsided, overgrown with weeds, and it was almost impossible to see in the grass.
There were piles of poisonous gas inside. Near the barracks, there were two or three people lazily leaning against the wall, catching lice from each other. After catching them, they put them in their mouths and made a loud crunching sound.
Seeing this, Zhang Tinglan almost vomited, and Zhang Zuoxiang also turned pale. He called Liu Shitou over and asked him to call everyone out.
"Boss, brothers, I haven't eaten for how many days. It's okay for me to be able to sell some things. Others are lying on the kang waiting to die. You can't complain with such empty teeth."
Zhang Zuoxiang had a sullen face. He had seen a lot about soldiers and gangsters, but this was the first time he had seen such a lazy one.
"Within half an hour, the gathering will be completed. Each person will receive two yuan. If the time is exceeded, military law will be engaged!"
Zhang Zuoxiang and the others found an open space on the school grounds and waited quietly. It took a full twenty minutes before dozens of people came out. These people were all lazily and swaying around, with no trace of emotion in their eyes.
After Zhang Zuoxiang arrived, everyone sat on the ground, and many people lay down.
These people have become useless. They are like walking zombies. They have lost even the most basic sense of awe. Zhang Tinglan never thought that a group of people would reach this point. Zhang Zuoxiang has rich experience. He has long known that violence must be used today.
, there is absolutely no reason to reason with this bunch of useless soldiers. He has already had a battalion of soldiers transferred over, and at this time they are all at the outskirts of the military camp.
At this time, the soldiers lost their patience and complained to Liu Shitou: "Shitou, didn't you say you want to make a fortune? We are all here, why don't you give us the money? Do you want to play with us?"
"I've said it a long time ago, our grandma doesn't care about us, and our uncle doesn't love us, so it's weird if they can give us money."
These people complained endlessly. Zhang Zuoxiang stared at them and said loudly: "You bastards, look at your own virtues. You look like a dead mother. Are you still a soldier? Are you still a human being?"
This group of people had long been immune to such words, and they all lowered their heads and didn't care at all. Zhang Zuo was completely disappointed with these people. He immediately ordered the troops to be transferred in. The soldiers were divided into several teams and attacked all the people.
Just search the barracks thoroughly.
Two to three hundred half-dead soldiers were quickly pulled out from the barracks, and more than a hundred more were found in the warehouse at the back. The soldiers drove all these guys to the school grounds, and some of them simply carried them here.
, slumped to the ground.
At this time, the inspection of the barracks also started. Soon everyone put the things they searched on the school ground. Zhang Zuoxiang and Zhang Tinglan both came to check. There were a hundred or ten rifles on the ground. The best one was an old-fashioned single shot.
There are even matchlock guns. These things can be sent to museums.
Compared with these guns, another pile of things is a bit shocking. There are more than 300 smoking guns piled on the ground, of all kinds, and there are also a lot of tobacco paste, lamps, etc., in short
Smoking requires a lot of things.
Zhang Tinglan was also dumbfounded. He had heard the saying of two-gun soldiers before, one pipe and one rifle. Before going into battle, he had to smoke enough opium. Now he saw that these guys had become single-gun soldiers.
The rifle has been thrown away, only a pipe is left!