Hua Xiong didn't care about any restaurant or sheep. Dong Mao just talked about the nonsense that Dong Hu had done over the years. In a quarter of an hour, the two of them walked along the street to a five-bedroom wooden house. At this time, many people were sitting inside and outside the wooden house and eating loudly. Some girls were shuttled back and forth, adding soup to others from time to time.

"Big Young Master?"

Dong Hu, who was carrying a huge wooden bowl, just walked out of the room and looked up and saw Dong Mao and the tall man he saw at the school that day. He was stunned at first, then stepped forward and punched him.

"Who is Huwa still the General Hua Xiong? It turns out to be Brother Zijian."

Dong Hu was different from later generations who respected the heroes of "Three Kingdoms". People were not as good as dogs in troubled times. Although many heroes emerged, nine out of ten families in the world were empty. With this alone, he did not agree with the mutual killing of the heroes in the world, and he did not think that the generals who needed personal bravery to boost morale were famous generals.

Of course, if you don’t live in this era, you will feel helplessness and forced by later generations. Everyone has their own choices, but they just lack the kind of worship and awe in others.

He hugged Hua Xiong, then turned around the mule, and checked the straps. Dong Hu then smiled and said, "Although it's a bit uncomfortable to tie and not flexible enough, it's better than sitting in a carriage that can make people die."

Dong Mao knocked his head down to help untie his straps and smiled, "Do you think riding a mule like this will not make people beat people and hurt your butt?"

Dong Hu helped him off the mule and smiled, "I'm a little confused, but it's better than a carriage, right? Huwa made it for several days."

"Since we can do it a long time ago, why not take it out early? If we can't satisfy us, we will knock on the head!"

"hehe……"

While greeting Hua Xiong, Dong Hu scratched his head and helped Dong Mao sit under the wooden shed...

"The eldest son has poor legs and feet, and it is so comfortable to ride a mule and horse. Moreover, the tiger widow is also worried that the eldest son will fall from the mule and horse and be injured. If it were not for the other side of the army, the tiger widow would not have made such a tie."

A girl was bringing two large wooden bowls, one was placed in front of Dong Mao, and one was given to Hua Xiong, and Dong Hu grinned.

"General Hua Xiong tastes our secret mutton soup, be sure to drink one bowl and another!"

"hehe……"

Dong Mao couldn't help but smile, remembering the scene when the fool fooled him.

"Your kid's mutton soup is good. You have ever thought about opening some restaurants in Chang'an and Luoyang?"

Dong Hu smiled undeniably and said, "Our Huwa is just a rootless duckweed. He is taken care of by a eldest son in Lintao and can barely have food to eat. He ran to Chang'an and Luoyang. He only came to ask for money every day, but we Huwa can lose our underwear."

"Isn't it too stupid to go up even though you know that you can't do anything?"

Dong Mao smiled and nodded. The ten regular attendants in the palace were fighting against the civil and military officials in the court. The Sili school commander Yang Qiu killed Duan Bing, who had made many military achievements. Although Yang Qiu died in the end, he was also scared some eunuchs.

The eunuchs cannot deal with wealthy families and gentry, and they can still deal with some unfounded businessmen and wealthy families.

This is a world of wealthy and gentry. Without a strong background, it is impossible to gain a foothold in Chang'an and Luoyang. Even Dong Zhuo cannot gain a foothold, let alone a boy who is not a single one.

"well……"

Dong Hu sighed...

“The peaks are like gathering,

The waves are like anger,

Tongguan Road in the mountains and rivers.

Looking at Xidu,

Hesitated.

Sad place of the Qin and Han dynasties,

The palaces were made of earth.

The people suffer; the people suffer if they die..."

...

"The world is getting more and more uneasy, and I don't know how long this peaceful rice can last..."

Dong Mao's pupils suddenly condensed. Others didn't understand the boy who lowered his head and ate the rice. How could he not know the boy's intelligence and shrewdness?

I wanted to ask, but also thought about the chaos in the court, and sighed softly.

"Thuwa, don't say this, it will kill you..."

"Um."

Dong Hu thought about the future situation, and couldn't help but complain in front of Dong Mao, and he felt full of regret, but he had already said it, and it was difficult to take it back. He couldn't help but look up at Hua Xiong who looked strangely, and felt even more depressed.

...

A stone of wheat costs 220 yuan, and a pound of wheat costs 4 cents per pound. People with insufficient oil and water often need to eat two pounds of grain to be full. However, if you eat more food with sufficient oil and water, you can reduce a lot of grain. A large bowl of mutton soup in the store only costs two cents, and the soup can be added for free.

If there is no mutton soup, a big-bellied man needs to eat two pounds of grain, that is, eight cents. But if you eat in Donghu's shop, a bowl of mutton soup with oil, salt and meat, plus a pound of naan bread, can eat enough, and this only costs six cents, so the business will naturally be better.

In the past, no one wanted to eat the cattle and sheep internal organs. Most of them were dug a hole to bury them or simply threw them away to feed the dogs. Since Dong Hu's sheep and sheep store became popular, other sheep and sheep stores were also found in Lintao, but they were all closed in the end. Dong Hu could have a bowl of soup and a pound of naan bread for six cents, but others could not. The high-priced salt was not something that ordinary people could afford, and no one competed with him. The cattle and sheep internal organs in all corners of the country were sold to him at a low price. This alone made him support many orphans.

Dong Mao knew the truth inside, but Hua Xiong didn't know it, but he didn't care too much about it. What he cared about was the Thousand Five Mercenaries.

Hua Xiong ate a bowl of mutton soup with wool, and was very satisfied with the taste of mutton soup, but he did not ask for another bowl, but looked at Dong Hu who was also wool.

"Does General Dong have a certain plan for mercenary training?"

Dong Hu looked up and saw that Hua Xiong's bowl was empty, so he pointed to his empty bowl. It was not until Hua Xiong shook his head and refused that he swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Don't mention generals or something. We can only be regarded as rural brave men who protect our family and country. It is not very appropriate to be called generals, so we can be called as big leaders in the future."

After saying that, Dong Hu looked at Dong Mao again and said, "The eldest son is the Sima of the Army, who is in charge of the criminal law, baggage, and rewards in the army. We are the second leader. We recruit 1,55 mercenaries in the city, and together with 500 orphan soldiers under Huwa, there are only 2,000 soldiers, which can form four brigades."

"The first brigade is the 500 orphan brothers of Huwa, who are considered as personal soldiers and generals. Then the second brigade is transferred to the name of Huwa. The third brigade can be regarded as the eldest brigade, who are considered as the eldest brigade's personal soldiers and generals of Huwa, and the fourth brigade will be with Brother Hua Xiong."

When he suddenly heard the "two thousand soldiers", Hua Xiong was shocked, but Dong Mao was exactly the same. However, he did not expect that Dong Hu would give him five hundred soldiers directly.

Dong Hu took off his meal again, and looked at Dong Mao and said in a muffled voice: "That's what Huwa thinks. Today is the first time training soldiers. Regardless of other things, let's select the squadron leader, squad leader, and deputy captain first. As for how to select... let them choose their own team, whether they form cliques or fight with their fists, let them choose their own leaders..."

Looking at Dong Mao, Hua Xiong, Dong Hu scratched his head again.

"Let them choose the team leader and squadron leader themselves, but this is just the beginning. After that, there are some rules for lifting and lowering. Assess them according to the rules once a month. Those with poor abilities and those who do not abide by the rules will be demoted, or they may simply get out of here. After a long time, they will follow the orders."

"As for training, it's mainly to leave it to the team leader, so that they can train themselves privately. After all, we are not serious soldiers, and we only get together to train once every five days."

Dong Mao and Hua Xiong nodded slightly. The Northwest was not an honest farmer in the Central Plains. They were the ones who fought on weekdays. In addition, they were training every five days, and it was difficult to train with serious soldiers. They could only train in private and gather together to train. What was trained was the military formation and how to act according to orders.

The two had no objection to the selection of generals and training. Dong Mao was still a little surprised that Dong Hu gave him five hundred soldiers. When he was at home, he only thought that he was a clay sculpture or a military advisor, but now...

"Tiger kid, you took out all the money and food. It was already very surprising to give it to General Huaxiong's first brigade. Why did you give me a team of soldiers?"

Dong Hu was stunned and brought a naan bread to Dong Mao, smiling and said, "That's the case with the mercenaries. Those who are willing to join are bastards who are full of food and not hungry for the whole family. Although Xiao Chi is a little famous in Lintao, it is also because of the silly and stupid Tiger Babies. If my uncle was not in the head, the eldest son really thought Tiger Babies could suppress them?"

"A bunch of bastards with today but not tomorrow... They are full of wits! If Huwa treats the eldest son as a puppet... Then what, Huwa says that, the eldest son won't knock the tiger son on the head, right?"

Dong Mao just smiled.

Dong Hu sighed, "If Huwa regards the eldest son as a puppet, those bastards must have followed suit. There is no way to take this soldier. Five hundred soldiers and the eldest son, the eldest son can use this to rectify the military discipline, and they dare not blow up the thorns!"

"Of course, this is just a matter of reality. There is also the matter of sending troops after the New Year, and the matter of Prefect Li."

Dong Mao was shocked and finally understood the plan of the boy in front of him.

"We are mercenaries, and mercenaries can go out to fight because it is profitable. But if we can't get anything after fighting and killing, we will only be chopped off by the soldiers below. Therefore, before sending troops, we will have to bargain with the imperial court to quell the rebellion."

"If the court brings us into the army, we will give us enough money, grain and supplies, and we will get back the money, grain and other money we invested in at one time."

"If we don't recognize us, then our achievements must be ours. To meet these conditions, we must have the support of Prefect Li. No matter who is the general who suppresses the rebellion, we have to pay attention to Prefect Li's opinion. Who will let the generals send troops need money, food and supplies from Longxi County?"

Dong Hu scratched his head and said, "If my uncle leads troops to conquer Hehuangqiang, it will be the most beneficial to us. With the support of Prefect Li, my uncle will not lose to us. But... Huwa is 70% or 80% sure that the chief general of this conquest will not be his uncle, but he will most likely be Huangfu Song, the prefect of Beidi County."

Hua Xiong frowned and said, "Why is this?"

After thinking carefully, Dong Mao couldn't help but sigh: "The only ones who fought with the Qiang and Hu in the northwest were Zhang Huan, the general of the Huns, Duan Yi, who died in prison, and Huangfu Song's uncle Huangfu Gui."
Chapter completed!