Film and Television: Starting from the Journey to Guandong

Chapter 53 Team (two in one, please read it)

"Shopkeeper Xia, can I trust you?"

Zhu Chuanren's voice was as chilling as thousand-year-old black ice.

Xia Yuanzhang shivered, as if he had gotten to know this child again.

He took a deep breath, and after being mentally prepared, he said:

"Tell me, you told me before that if this plan succeeds, it can return my Xia family's wealth for a lifetime, which means you will definitely make a big splash. In troubled times, even if you don't do anything, Yushu and I Can it be safe?"

Being able to have this realization shows that Xia Yuanzhang is still worthy of trust. Coupled with the fatal relationship between the two, Zhu Chuanren said quietly:
"We discovered a gold mine in Laojingou. It is currently controlled by bandits and Qing soldiers, but the number is not large. As long as I have enough men and gunmen, I am [-]% sure to take possession of the gold mine!"

clang~
Xia Yuanzhang slumped down on the Grand Master's chair and looked at Zhu Chuanren blankly. It took him a long time to come back to his senses:

"What a good boy, I knew you were going to do something big quietly, but I didn't expect it to be..."

Before he finished speaking, he got excited and rushed to the door. He opened the door with both hands and looked outside to make sure no one was outside. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door again, and came back and said:

"Are you sure you can be [-]% sure?"

"Only low but not high!"

Xia Yuanzhang frowned and walked around the room. He wanted to pick up the cigarette stick and take a puff. Then he remembered that the cigarette stick was on the ground, so he simply stopped picking it up and muttered to himself with his hands behind his back.

After a while, he paused and turned to look at Zhu Chuanren, his eyes gleaming:

"Chuanren, if I put all my family members on you, do you dare to accept it?"

The businessman's gambling habit has developed. For him, if he does nothing, he will always be the small warehouse owner of Yuanbao Town.

But if Zhu Chuanren takes a gamble and succeeds, then Xia Yuanzhang may not be able to become a tycoon!
"What dare I not do? Shopkeeper Xia, I said that I am at least [-]% sure. In fact, in my heart, if I don't have [-]% confidence, I might not even dare to think about it."

Xia Yuanzhang slapped his thigh:
"Okay, from the first time we met, I knew that you are not a creature of the pond. Sure enough, after holding it in for so long, you really made a big plan."

Zhu Chuanren cupped his fists and raised his hands:
"You love me."

"No, I'm not complimenting you, I'm speaking from my heart. I have poisonous eyes, so I think you will be able to achieve a great career.

In this case, I will make a bet with you. I will buy 50 guns and give them to you. If you need anything else, just ask, and I will definitely give you what you can! "

Zhu Chuanren was also frightened by Xia Yuanzhang's generosity. These were 50 guns, which was by no means a small amount. He was already ready to take out all the gold bars. Xia Yuanzhang gave them away as soon as he said so.

Judging from what he meant, this seemed to be nothing, so how much money did his Xia family have?
However, he is not someone who likes to take advantage. The greater the favor he receives now, the more he will have to repay in the future. Whether it is worth it or not, he has a strong idea in his mind.

"Shop Manager Xia, this is too much, I don't dare to ask for it."

Xia Yuanzhang smiled, half jokingly, half seriously:
"You kid, you dare to lift a gold field, but you don't dare to ask for a mere fifty guns? I just made up my mind, don't let me regret it!"

Or if you want to succeed in this life, luck, noble people, and hard work are all indispensable. Six points of luck, three points of support from noble people, plus your own efforts, these are the three elements of success.

Take Zhu Chuanren as an example. Traveling to this world is both luck and opportunity, and Xia Yuanzhang is his nobleman. No matter how big or small a nobleman is, he will help you when you need him. This is called a nobleman.

"In that case, I will be disrespectful. Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Xia!"

Seeing Zhu Chuanren cupping his fists and handing over his hands, Xia Yuanzhang laughed loudly and said:
"That's right, this is the Zhu Chuanren I know, the Zhu Chuanren who is not afraid of anything."

After he laughed, Zhu Chuanren said again:

"In addition to guns, I also need men and horses. Horses are easy to say, but the key is people!"

Xia Yuanzhang suppressed his smile and nodded solemnly:

"You're right, people are important. Where are you going to find them?"

"When I first entered the town, I saw a lot of refugees. Where did they come from?"

Xia Yuanzhang looked sad:
"Most of them came from Zhishun. Xiao Benzi and Lao Maozi were fighting fiercely there, which caused great suffering to our people."

"None of these refugees have food to eat. Find a reason to gather them together and train them according to military standards."

Xia Yuanzhang thought for a moment:

"But if you recruit so many people and the government finds out, you will be beheaded."

"Just find a reason, in the name of labor."

"That's an idea. In this way, in the name of Chun Hesheng, it just so happens that I will organize a team to go into the mountains recently."

Zhu Chuanren clasped his fists again:
"Shop Manager Xia, you have helped me a lot."

"Hey~ Here we go again, I told you not to be polite."

The two of them had an hour to decide on the matter, and then Zhu Chuanren said goodbye.

Xia Yuanzhang saw him off in person:

"Chuanren, do your best, I have put all my wealth and life on you, don't let me down."

Zhu Chuanren bowed and said:

"I have enough confidence, but I can't guarantee anything. I can only say that I will do my best and let fate dictate."

"Okay! Then let's make a bet with God~"

After saying hello to Chuanjie and leaving Chun Hesheng alone, Zhu Chuanren took confident and heavy steps to join the crowd. With this step, there will be no turning back.

...

one year later~
It's another year of spring and flowers are blooming. In the early morning, in Fangniugou, the smoke from the Zhu family's mansion is curling up with mountains on its back and water on its side. The huge mansion consisting of more than a dozen houses looks very lively.

50 shirtless, dark and strong men were running around the outer wall of the courtyard. The queue was 5*10 in neat rows. Each one of them was steaming, with whips around their necks. Their muscular bodies and resolute eyes made the entire team stand out. The momentum increased to a higher level.

The leading boy is about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong build and muscle fibers clearly visible through the skin.

Compared to the swarthy men behind him, this young man's skin is relatively fair, but he trains under the scorching sun all day long, and even his fair skin will be lost in the sun.

Next to the young man is another strong young man, about the same height, but his figure is obviously a punch bigger. His tendons are full of strength, and he has a strong visual impact.

There is no doubt that they are brothers Zhu Chuanren and Zhu Chuanwu. After a year of rigorous training, their temperaments have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The five kilometers that are unbeatable every morning, regardless of wind or rain, even hail falling from the sky, cannot stop them.

After another lap, Wei Chunfang stood outside the gate and waved to everyone:

"Chuan Ren, is the count up? Take a break and take the brothers to dinner."

Zhu Chuanren waved his hands to his mother: "Mom, there are still 5 laps left, we will finish soon."

The team did not stop and quickly ran past the gate.

Wei Chunfang smiled helplessly:
"This kid is really stubborn. What can he do if he runs less than two laps?"

At this time, a young woman came out from behind. She was wearing a blue cloth, her hair was tied up, and she had a plump and stylish figure. Who else could she be besides Xian'er.

"Mom, Chuanren, this is for the sake of team discipline. If you run five less laps today, you can run ten less laps tomorrow."

Wei Chunfang held Xian'er's hand:

"Yes, yes, Xian'er is right, why did you come out?"

"Dad asked me to come out and call you because I was afraid that you would affect Chuanren's training team." Xian'er pursed her lips and snickered.

"This damn old man, let's see how I deal with him."

Wei Chunfang clapped her hands and went in to settle accounts with Zhu Kaishan. Xian'er looked around for a while, listening to the slogans coming from far and near, and simply sat on the stone steps at the door, holding her chin and looking around.

After a while, the team ran to the door, and she didn't move. She just looked at them with a smile on her face. No one knew what she was thinking.

The five laps were quickly completed, but the team did not disperse. Zhu Chuanren shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Listen to my command and move forward in unison! One! Two! Three! Four!"

"one two three four!"

The loud slogans instantly spread across the fields and echoed in the yard.

After running five kilometers and walking two laps, this is to give everyone a buffer time. Otherwise, if you stop suddenly from the dynamic, it is easy to cause physical damage. It is not easy to train this team of 50 people. Even if Zhu Chuanren has a heart attack, he will be injured. Guilty.

"Everyone, stay put~ go!"

Tread ~ Tread ~
"Stand up!"

tread!tread!
Zhu Chuanren came to the side of the team, turned his back to the Zhu family gate and Xian'er, and shouted with his hands behind his back:
"Turn right! Take a break and talk~"

His bright eyes swept across each man's face. Apart from sweat, he didn't see a single extraneous expression, which made him very satisfied.

After nearly a year of discipline training, the team's combat effectiveness is gradually taking shape. It's time to implement the plan.

"Thank you for your hard work for this year's training!"

"It's not hard!" everyone shouted at the top of their lungs.

The farmers who were working in the fields looked up after hearing the noise, with different expressions. Some were laughing, some were dismissive, some were solemn, and some were in awe, but most of them were happy.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can it not be hard? No one knows better than me what you have gone through, so it is very hard for you, but the hard work is worth it!"

Many people in the team had red eyes. They were all a group of refugees. At first, Xia Yuanzhang deceived them into the mountains in the name of recruiting laborers. They thought they were entering a bandit's den, but they didn't expect that it was a teenager who came forward.

They will never forget the first words that boy said to them:

"Do you want to get rich? Do you want to build a successful career? Do you want your family to live a good life? Do you want to become a master?"

Four consecutive questions completely silenced the originally restless crowd.

Then, they were dragged here and trained like private soldiers. They endured endless hardships and tiredness every day, and soon some of them couldn't hold on anymore.

But Zhu Chuanren did not stop them and let them go generously, but before leaving, he had to answer a question:
"Don't you want to get rich? Don't you want your family to live a good life? Do you still want to go back and live a life of being bullied by others?"

No one could answer the question, so they stayed.

But that kind of inhuman training made them all full of resentment. Finally one day, someone couldn't bear it and exploded. Why did they train like this?
There were also people who had thoughts of rebellion and challenged Zhu Chuanren's leadership position in public.

As a result, everyone present was no match for Zhu Chuanwu in a one-on-one fight, and Zhu Chuanren could not be beaten in a group fight. At this point, everyone was finally at peace.

They can't fight, they can't run, and besides, there's chaos outside, who else can give them a full meal, a meal of meat the next day, and fruit from time to time?
They scratched their heads and couldn't think of such a place, let alone the fact that Lao Zhu's family would pay them monthly money. Although it wasn't much, it still allowed them to have an explanation with their family.

Not all of the people present are single, but there are also men with families and children, who cannot live for themselves.

After half a year of training like this in a muddle, they have become accustomed to orders and prohibitions, and are accustomed to being ordered around by Zhu Chuanren. However, they forget to think and live step by step like unconscious zombies every day.

Suddenly one day, Zhu Chuanren gathered them together and once again came up with the four questions they had asked during the meeting.

This time, everyone answered him without thinking.

"Think! Think! Think!"

The loud echo that seemed to break through the sky is still lingering in each of their minds.

Then, Zhu Chuanren opened several boxes with a smile, and inside were rifles.

Everyone's eyes were straight, but they had developed a mature sense of discipline, so that they did not dare to act rashly, let alone speak nonsense.

But there was clearly curiosity and burning anticipation in their eyes.

It was officially the end of the dog days of summer, and the scorching sun was scorching the skin, making it painful and itchy, but none of these could resist their desire to make a fortune.

Although they have been trained like machines in the past six months, they are still human beings, with ambitions, thoughts, and living beings.

If they were still confused before, when the rifles with still wet gun oil were taken out and placed on the ground, if they still didn’t understand what the third young master wanted to do, then they might as well stop using their brains and just pluck them out and feed them to them. Pig.

They didn't move, but Zhu Chuanren gestured with a smile:

"There are 50 guns, everyone can choose one, you're welcome."

Still no one moved, Zhu Chuanren said again:
"This is an order!"

Everyone rushes forward. They don't know the quality of guns. They grab the new ones when they see them. Those who are slow can only grab the old guns, but it doesn't matter. Everyone has it. It doesn't matter whether it is new or old.

After getting the gun, Gao Bin regrouped the team without saying anything and began to teach them various gun-holding postures and various gun-holding tactics.

After a month, when everyone became proficient, he began to distribute ammunition, with only ten rounds per person per day.

It's a bit less, but it doesn't matter, just save it.

In this way, ten shots a day, three hundred shots a month, rain or shine.

From the beginning of the 50-meter distance, everyone could only hit one or two out of ten, but later everyone was able to stabilize at seven or eight out of ten.

Before they could be happy, Zhu Chuanren moved the target to a distance of 100 meters, and the cycle started again.

(End of this chapter)