In the era when Wang Hou traveled through time, the general strategic phalanx allowed some people to get rich first, and then be rich. When Wang Hou came here, he would fool some people first, and then be fooled first and then be fooled.

After returning to this employee mobilization meeting, the prisoner-of-war camp became lively. It was said that one person had passed through ten, ten of them were spreading, and they were deformed while wearing them. They had been locked up for two or three months. You could see the spits of the new ruling class of the prisoner camp selected by the Cao army splashing in vernacular language. The Yuan Bing, who had lost his backbone and could not recognize a single word, listened foolishly there.

"In a few days, our team will go to Puyang to farm for Mr. Wang! Tell you, this time it is a good opportunity. One person will give you twenty acres of land. After three years of white planting, how big is twenty acres of land? Well, just like the fields you planted for Mr. Li's house, Zhang Er, are big! As long as you work for three years, the food will belong to you, and Mr. Wang of Puyang will beat gongs and gongs to send you home!"

"Take the opportunity to run away? Don't say this. Mr. Wang practices the method of continuous sitting! What is the method of continuous sitting until it's not? Just the second brother, you run away. All the ten left in our team will be cut off! For the sake of the heads of brothers, I can say ugly words in front of you. Who dares to think about this? I don't care about my brothers, I will stab him first!"

"If you take care of food, please return it to food, you can find this good thing. In just three years, we brothers will return home in glory!"

It has to be an insider. I guess it would be useless to say it eight times. I said it all the hardships of farming around me. Most of the Yuan army's prisoners were really blocked. On August 16, the vast camp of prisoners finally came out of the cage. A large group of Yuan army, a production brigade of about 100 people, followed the ten Cao army like a preset settlement.

Here, Wang Hou is proud again.

If we build a traditional broken house like the Han Dynasty, we need a lot of hay and wood. But what Dongjun lacks is wood, and there is no time to go. Although we think it is ugly, we have to accept the suggestion of Wang Houguandu military camp-style dormitory. We will not build a village anymore. We dug the foundation on the original village site and then build a two-story cement building that is almost correct.

The bricks are in place, the cement is in place, and the steel bars are in place. This thing is built much faster than traditional houses. The steel bars are inserted inside. The green bricks of the Han Dynasty are piled up and the cement is filled with joints. In five or six days, a two-story rural building with more than 400 square meters was built.

However, in terms of furnishings, the group rented houses are not as strong as those of the hard-working Beijing migrants in later generations. One person has only a single room separated by about two square meters. There are 100 narrow small rooms on the first and second floors. In order to keep warm, each room has only a box-sized window. The first floor is a collective restaurant, and a stove flue collective heating, collective bathroom, and a warehouse for things is built near the small building, and they will live together.

Of course, the house was not in one step, and these prisoners were not put in in a group, but were transported in batches and in batches. In order to win the trust of the prisoners, Wang Hou also fully played a propaganda role here! He brought the dormitory and warehouse in advance and took them back to the prisoner camp for publicity.

A large iron pot was bubbling on the fire. The second senior brother of Pudong Pig Farm was pitifully chopped into small pieces and threw them into the iron pot and gushes. The Yellow River carp was stewed together, which was boiled in soy sauce and pepper.

It’s a pity that there were no corn flour pancakes in this era, so I could only stick white steamed buns to the wall of the pot. In the prisoner camp, the prisoners who had not been sent out, were drooling and gurgling. The first time Yuan Jun sent out Yuan’s steamed buns and meat in the other hand, and he ate the mouth full of oil.

Before traveling, there was a health care product downstairs in Wang Hou. He brought a group of old men and women to shout slogans every day.

Is it good to purify blood?

OK! Very good! Very good! Ouye!

What I said every day was brainwashed Wang Hou, and now this came in handy. The second Japanese who were cooking a big pot of fire in the mouth of the Yuan army prisoners..., cough cough, the Cao army activists also started there, and shouted while eating.

"Is it good to work for Dongjun Agricultural Reclamation Company?"

The early dispatched prisoners who were eating and drinking were also shouting excitedly.

"Okay! Very good! Very good! There is meat for Mr. Wang to work! Ouye!"

Watching them eat meat and smelling the scent, the prisoners who had not yet sent out were almost swallowing their greedy tongues.

This is not an exaggeration. The second and third place among the ten teams eat big pot meat, and the first team actually sent their daughter-in-law on the spot!

Wang Hou was the era. When he was single, his parents would nag. It was better for them in that era! He never had to worry about finding a partner, but he directly sent it to him! Now Wang Hou has realized this. He has been fighting for many years and men have died in battle. In this era, there are more women and fewer men, but not all men can get married!

It is also the cruelty of this era that women are not regarded as human beings! Among the refugees in Chenliu County, Wang Hou exchanged hundreds of women with food.

The wala-wala suona was played lively, and the girl's house gave a red cloth head as a veil, while the man's house had a red silk as a big red flower. The group wedding was also very lively. Wang Hou personally served as the host of the marriage, where he worshiped the world and the two worshiped the high hall, and the couple worshiped each other.

In the envy and jealousy that the captives were not sent to stare out, the grooms were proudly looking at a distant head, kowtowed to Wang Hou and his wife, the "elders", and then kowtowed to the object assigned to them to the organization.

It is also a big iron pot braised pork and carp, but they have a beautiful woman to accompany them, and the food is even more delicious. The second and third place production team on the other side were jealous. They didn’t believe it when they said that the first team in the brigade sent their wife, but now they want to slap themselves twice, why don’t they work ungrateful! Isn’t the wife the only one who has the wife now?

They are like this, let alone those prisoners who have not yet left the camp. Now they are not thinking about whether Cao Jun is counting whether he says anything! Can he give food, and whether he can let them go back to Hebei in three years, etc., have been filled with the brains of marrying a wife. If there is no wife, solve the lifelong affairs. Who would have a wife mind?

After three days of lively, the second batch of 20,000 prisoners were also sent to the settlement. This time the dispatch was more enthusiastic than the first ten thousand. The Yuan army prisoners were like Mengduo, and they didn't even have to lead the Cao army to urge them. They were already urging themselves behind.

"Hurry up! Jun Ye!"

"I'm waiting to get married! Jun Ye, please give you a wedding banquet at that time!"

Even Cao Jun, who was jealous of this treatment, grinned, and muttered angrily while following him.

"Why didn't I become a prisoner? I'm going to be a prisoner? I want my wife too!"

It was still on the small corner tower in Zhongmu County. Looking at the prisoners of Yuan Jun who were ready to sit in the camp under his feet, Wang Hou couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he didn't spend much. One pig was 150 kilograms of meat, and one production brigade had less than one hundred people. Five pigs were enough to eat. With seasonings and firewood, there was not much money in total. As for the women who were exchanged for refugees, the price was also sad. A stone of corn, a young woman in her teens and twenties, and not all of them were there. One thousand people and one brigade, only the top three people who completed the construction task, but this reward was stimulating. Now more than 70,000 Yuan Bing captured are no longer Yuan Shao's Yuan Bing in Hebei, but an employee of Wang Hou's Dongjun Agricultural Reclamation Company!

A big profit!
Chapter completed!