"Here, damn, how much money is there in that tiger-character flag?"
The thin-faced Jin Yiwei's Adam's apple twitched, and he swallowed subconsciously as he watched the four-wheeled carts passing by.
On the way from the capital, we have seen many four-wheeled carts. After arriving at Lingqiu, we saw even more four-wheeled carts. After a while, a convoy passed by on the road, carrying loads of cars. Full of goods.
This truckload of goods is equivalent to a truckload of money.
The eyes of all the Jin Yiwei people were heavy.
Before coming to Lingqiu, he had thought that this errand would be difficult to handle. Now it seemed that the matter was more serious than he expected.
While other Jin Yiwei focused on the carts of goods, his attention was on the convoy guards.
Each convoy escort is a young man in the prime of life. He has a sword on his waist and a fire blunderbuss in his hand that is shorter than the blunderbuss in the army. On his chest are two long belts that cross each other and hang on them. Bottles of gunpowder and lead, wearing gray cotton armor and a long-brimmed felt hat.
These people are not as arrogant and lazy as ordinary guards. All the guards are uniformly dressed, wearing gray cotton armor, walking neatly, and moving forward with the convoy.
If you fall into the eyes of a caring person, the words "elite soldier" will unconsciously appear in your mind.
The Jinyiwei Baihu is one of those people who are interested.
He silently counted in his mind that on the way from Yuzhou, there were no less than a few hundred people escorting the tiger-character flag convoy.
With these hundreds of elite soldiers, regardless of whether the proprietor behind the Tiger-Character Flag rebelled or not, he should be removed. Such a business must not be allowed to continue to exist. This Tiger-Character Flag is not a thing to the Ming Dynasty and its people. Good thing.
"Sir, why don't you leave?"
The thin-faced Jin Yiwei stopped when he saw the Jin Yiwei Baihu next to him and asked in a low voice.
The Jin Yiwei Baihu had a serious look on his face and whispered, "When we get here, don't call me sir again, to be careful of others discovering our identity. Also, tell the brothers to be careful and don't show your traces."
"Don't worry, Da." The thin-faced Jin Yiwei was about to call you, sir, when he suddenly changed his words and said, "Brothers, with the way we are dressed now, no one would guess that we are Jin Yiwei."
Tap tap tap
At this moment, a horse team of more than thirty people galloped from a distance.
Pedestrians on the road moved to one side of the road to let the cavalry pass first, and several guards in uniform also retreated to the side of the road with the dodging pedestrians.
On horseback, each rider carries a musket on his back, with a musket on his waist. He is wearing a black breastplate and an iron helmet. In addition, he also carries a saber. It can be said that he is fully armed. The infantry guards are even more shocking.
"Fellow, this cavalry team is the personal cavalry team of whose family?"
The Jinyiwei Baihu asked the pedestrian who was also hiding on the roadside. The other person looked like a local from Lingqiu.
"What personal soldiers? They are the cavalry of the Tiger Flag Cavalry. There are hundreds of cavalry like this." The man looked enviously at the cavalry galloping past in front of him.
"So many." The Jinyiwei Baihu were shocked.
Hundreds of cavalry plus hundreds of infantry are definitely a powerful force. The average bandit village can have dozens of cavalry, which is already a considerable force.
The Jinyiwei Baihu's heart sank again.
Although he could not predict the combat effectiveness of those cavalry, but with their sophisticated equipment, even the soldiers around the general could not compare with the cavalry in front of him.
What's more, he didn't think that the Tiger Flag had only a few infantry. He saw hundreds of infantry, and there were probably more that he didn't see.
Thinking about such a powerful military force, his heart trembled. If it really did something, the whole of Datong would be in danger.
This can no longer be described as banditry, it is simply a group of giant bandits.
"The few of you who came together are all fleeing from the wilderness," said the passerby who looked like a native of Lingqiu.
The thin-faced Jin Yiwei nodded and said, "Yes, we all came here to escape famine. The land at home has no harvest, and we can't even pay the rent. We have no choice but to go out and find a way to survive."
"I see that you are all good-looking. You can join the Tiger Banner as soldiers and you will get one tael of silver every month. If you are selected to join the cavalry, you can get 2 taels of silver every month." A passerby said enviously. .
The thin-faced Jin Yiwei curled his lips and said, "It's only one tael of silver, so why not join the army as a sergeant and get one tael of salary every month."
The passers-by shook their heads and said, "Don't you understand this? One tael of the Tiger Flag is paid out in full every month. If you go to the border army or serve as soldiers somewhere, it is said to be one tael of pay, and it will be paid to It’s good to have three in hand, but it’s still that kind of moldy, black-hearted money, and that’s it, and you often owe wages.”
The Jinyiwei Baihu had a dark face.
He knew that what the other party said was true. Even if they were Jin Yiwei, their monthly salary was not paid in full. However, as Jin Yiwei, they could get more benefits from the small merchants and hawkers on the street than their salary.
Of course, this is how the Jinyiwei can get money like this. Those ordinary soldiers have inconsistent military pay, and they are deducted by their superiors. When the money comes into their hands, it is simply not enough to support a family.
The thin-faced Jinyiwei shook his head and said, "Forget it. When you are a soldier, you have to fight. The soldiers of the Tiger Flag can also fight. In battle, people will die. We are not going to be soldiers."
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to be a soldier. There are still a lot of jobs you can do here in Lingqiu." A passerby said, "The iron yard in Dongshan recruits miners, and you can also go to work in the workshop in Tiger Flag. If you know how to farm, you can also work for tigers." Zi Qi is farming, no matter what he does, he won’t starve to death.”
Slim-faced Jin Yiwei said, "We still go to the workshop to work, but this is the first time for a few of us to come to Lingqiu, and we don't know where the workshop is."
"The workshop is in Zhaojiayu. You go forward from this road, turn right at the first intersection, and keep walking until you are in Zhaojiayu. If you want to work at the Dongshan Iron Works, then go down this road. It leads directly to Xujiazhuang, where there is a chamber of commerce that specializes in recruiting miners."
Passers-by enthusiastically showed them the way.
"Thank you, fellow man. Let's go to the workshop first." Slim-faced Jinyiwei said pretending to be grateful.
The passerby smiled and said, "Looking at you, you probably haven't eaten yet. Go quickly and maybe you can catch a lunch."
"There is also food for lunch," said the Jinyiwei Baihu in confusion.
Most of the people who eat three meals a day are rich people. Most people only have two meals in the morning and evening. Even if they work for others, they only have two meals.
Passers-by laughed and said, "You don't know this. As long as you work in Tiger Flag, you will have three meals a day, and there will be no shortage of oil and water for every meal."
"Thank you, fellow, we'll go right away."
The Jinyiwei Baihu thanked them again, called the Jinyiwei around them, and walked towards the Zhaojiayu road pointed by passers-by.
When passers-by saw a few people walking away, they sighed and said, "What a sin! The spring grain drought has dried up, and the autumn grain has dried up again. I don't know how many people will starve to death. Even people from Beizhili have fled to Lingqiu."
The accents of several Jin Yiwei made passers-by recognize that they were from Beizhili.
