dandy city lord

Chapter 181 Crazy City Lord!
Yang Hu said it easily, but his little abacus was crackling.

The city system did not respond.

It seemed that he was petrified by Yang Hu's crazy idea.

In fact, it is calculating the possibility that Yang Hu said, but the result shows that the probability of success is zero.

The city system made a suggestion to the crazy Yang Hu: "People who have such crazy ideas like you must not be mediocre. I don't think it is very possible for you to choose such a person from the tens of thousands of cities for errands. The odds of success are zero."

Yang Hu laughed: "Don't be so cautious."

"Let's open our minds a little bigger, think about it, there are so many cities in this world, so many city lords, so many people, and many of them are hot-blooded teenagers. We can fool a large number of teenagers with dreams like those in those fantasy novels. , to become as passionate as the Pirate King."

Yang Hu said to himself, rubbing his chin: "This idea feels good. The dream of ten thousand cities for a hot-blooded boy."

The city system threw cold water on him: "You are in your twenties now."

Yang Hu smacked his lips: "It's only in the early twenties, it's the time when the blood is surging. Let me think about it again, how to develop this possibility of gathering talents."

Yang Hu sat down on the spot and began to fall into deep thought.

He said it was a joke, but Yang Hu calmly considered the pros and cons.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Hu looked up at the city not far away: "Recruitment!"

The city system remained silent.

……

the next morning
Qing Kui had just delivered breakfast to Yang Hu, when he received a note from Yang Hu, Yang Hu took the breakfast by himself and sat down to eat, explaining to Qing Kui: "There should be There are a lot of refugees, people fleeing from famine, people living in no fixed place, they linger in various cities, running aimlessly. Just to find food and drink."

Qingkui blinked and didn't quite understand: "There are a lot of people like that, and there are many people like that in Lincheng every year, but the people hate them very much. They are like vicious dogs. They can eat all edible food in the fields and wilderness. snatched everything, and then left."

Qing Kui told Yang Hu about the refugees and deserters he saw...

Yang Hu lowered his head and ate the finger-wide noodles: "What we lack now is the population. If we have a population, we will naturally have soldiers."

Qing Kui grumbled twice: "But they are useless! They are all starved and emaciated. Let them join the army, and they have to be provided with a lot of food and drink."

Seeing that this kid has a strong sense of small peasantry, Yang Hu shook his head speechlessly: "I can't tell you clearly, go ahead. According to the note, get me some flags and banners, I'll be useful."

Qing Kui responded and turned to go out to prepare.

When Qi Kui came back again, he already had a few more tiger flags and flags that were one meter wide and three meters long threaded on bamboo poles. Yang Hu looked in the yard and wrote the two characters "recruitment" with a pen.

Then he went out with the heavy armored sergeant.

……

There are always a few places in every city that are the most crowded. Now it is approaching the rainy season before winter, and it is also the season for the last batch of grain planting.

But those refugees who lost their homes didn't even have a place to work hard. They clustered around the most crowded market streets, either selling themselves as slaves or begging from passers-by.

What's more, they just pull up small gangs and sneak in to do some despicable things.

Yang Hu led the heavily armored sergeants to find a place with a lot of people beside the market, and ordered to Qing Kui: "Open the flag, we recruit troops."

Qing Kui watched the people coming and going on the street staring at him, swallowed his saliva and asked guiltily: "City Lord, is it too ostentatious?"

Yang Hu pointed at his head and said, "Show off, whoever comes to see you if you don't show off. Hurry up and put up the flag for me."

Qing Kui distributed the flags to Kong Wu and his brothers, and unfurled the flags on the streets where people were coming and going with a mournful face.

Immediately, it attracted whispers from passers-by.

and onlookers.

Soon passers-by gathered around and began to point and point at this group of sturdy soldiers.

The crowd of onlookers is growing.

The news naturally spread like wings.

Yang Hu stood carelessly in the crowd, looked around at more and more soy sauce gangs, cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice: "The younger brother came to Pingran City this time to sincerely recruit some subordinates."

Yang Hu paused as he spoke: "There is no limit to the recruiting targets, civilians, refugees, homeless, anyone is welcome. If you want, you can come to sign up."

Yang Hu's words made the onlookers peek at each other, and someone shouted: "Aren't you recruiting soldiers, generals? What are you recruiting those refugees for?"

"However, if you recruit those refugees away, our Pingran City will be fine. I support you."

"This guy is really weird, recruiting refugees, is there something wrong with his brain?"

Various voices began to come from the crowd.

Looking at Yang Hu, it was more like looking at an idiot.

Yang Hu waved to the crowd carelessly and shouted: "When we come to our side, as long as we work hard, make sure to eat, drink, and dress warmly, these are the basics. Those who have made outstanding contributions will be rewarded. Who wants to Join! Some have signed up."

His shameless yelling didn't count, and he kicked Qing Kui and the others next to him: "Mute! Shout out! Otherwise, who will come?"

Under his threat, the heavy armored sergeant had no choice but to shy and yell in a low voice.

Zhao Qingtian is not bad, there is no pressure, but he also fights far behind Yang Hu, he can't afford to lose this person!

What is wrong with recruiting, recruiting refugees.

He even yelled in person... He has lived for so long, but he has never seen such a shameless city lord.

But don't tell me, Yang Hu's yelling really worked.

Among the sallow and emaciated men, a man who seemed to be the leader asked Yang Hu in a low voice: "My lord, you really want to recruit us!"

The person who spoke seemed to have no confidence.

Opening his mouth puts himself in the status of a refugee.

Yang Hu looked at the yellow and thin man: "Of course it is true. As long as you are willing to go, I will provide you with housing, fields, food and drink, as long as you work by yourself, everything will be fine. How about it? Do you have any ideas? "

That man was really inferior. Facing Yang Hu's question, he shrank his head instead, backed away from the crowd, turned around and got in.

slipped.

"Am I too anxious?" Yang Hu turned to the bald head and asked.

Bald swallowed his saliva: "It's too urgent, you scared him. Everyone knows that there will be no pies in the sky."

Yang Hu dismissively waved his bald head away: "What do you know? I learned this set from a fantasy novel Happy Zombie back then. Just wait and see the result!"

"Wait and see..." The bald head looked at the soldiers of Pingran City who squeezed into the crowd behind Yang Hu, and said, "City Master, I think trouble is coming."

(End of this chapter)