After returning to Beijing, Yan Fei went to the refugee camp to recruit soldiers again. This time the scale was much larger, because he would recruit a total of 9,000 people this time and expand his troops to a scale of 10,000.

No matter which era, the number is an extremely important factor, not only for the enemy, but also has powerful uses for the morale of their own people. After all, human beings are crowded lives, and the more they are, the greater their courage.

With the role of the previous role model, the recruitment plan was very easy to complete. There were even cases of giving gifts or even fighting directly to compete for the quota.

After the recruitment of soldiers was completed, Yan Fei handed over the training work to the previous thousand people, and he himself went to Fang Qianhu to do business.

"Tomb robber?" Fang Qianhu, who was invited to the restaurant, looked puzzled after hearing Yan Fei's request, and he was completely confused. He didn't understand why Yan Fei needed to be tomb robbers.

"Don't ask me why I want it." Yan Fei had no intention of explaining and directly offered a price. "A tomb robber has 100 taels. Of course, it's normal. If you lack arms and legs, don't give it to me if you are blind and deaf. Do you do this business?"

"Do, of course! I will capture all the tomb robbers in the capital immediately!" Fang Qianhu almost jumped up, and a tomb robber actually drove a hundred taels. This private salt dealer really has money and has no place to spend it!

Yan Fei looked for tomb robbers for his own artillery unit. If ordinary soldiers use flintlock rifles, they will be able to master them after rigorous training and continuous shooting.

But artillery is different. Not to mention mathematical functions, recruits who don’t even know the words really cannot fire the gun accurately. If you hold on to death, you can ensure that the artillery cannon will be fired. If you train slowly for a few years, you can still take shape, but Yan Fei has how many years to train them now.

So Yan Fei chose to find talents who understand mathematics to join his artillery unit. At most, only one percent of the scholars in the Ming Dynasty, and most of them studied liberal arts. It is absolutely rare to be proficient in astronomy and mathematics like Xu Guangqi.

In this case, the only thing Yan Fei could think of was Fengshui masters and tomb robbers, because they all had to measure and position. These people could adapt quickly when they entered the artillery unit.

As Yan Fei offered the price, the tomb robbers in the entire capital were all attacked. The red-eyed Jinyiwei arrested the tomb robbers all over the city, scaring many people that they thought there had been another big case.

After these tomb robbers who were originally imprisoned in prisons in various places were sent to the military camp, they realized that they had been forced to enlist in the army. Compared to waiting to die in a dark prison, joining the army is better than waiting to die.

After recruiting nine thousand new recruits again, the camp in Zuoying in the city could no longer accommodate so many people. Yan Fei established a new military camp on the periphery of the refugee camp outside the south city to accommodate his troops.

Each of these recruits received two new green combat uniforms and a thick, cold-proof camouflage coat. With metal lunch boxes, kettles, armed with backpacks and other equipment, they have already become the shadow of modern army.

The recruits have been uniform in their outfits, and a large group of people wearing military uniforms attracted the attention of many refugees nearby when they stood in military postures.

The army pays attention to morale and temperament, and the morale of the majestic army is naturally higher. In the past, the Ming army dressed like beggars and looked down upon by no one. At this time, the officers and soldiers under Yan Fei's uniform dress was completely different immediately. The refugees around were extremely envious, especially when they started eating in the military camp, their eyes were all red.

Many refugees gathered around the military camp at the gates all day long to ask when they would recruit people again. They were all willing to live and die for Yan Fei. In this era, human life is like grass, and being able to survive is the greatest pursuit.

While Yan Fei was training troops here, the outside world had changed. Li Zicheng, who captured Taiyuan and captured King Zhu Qiugui alive, was very powerful, and his troops rushed towards Datong to prepare to attack Zhili to change the dynasty. The entire Ming Dynasty court was already in turmoil.

When the news of the fall of Taiyuan came, the court announced that it would call on soldiers and horses from all over the world to support the king. However, the troops that the Ming Dynasty could fight had long been exhausted. The generals who were loyal to the court were also dead, and no one would come to serve the king at this time.

For Emperor Zhu Youjian of the Ming Dynasty, he had already felt the threat. In order to save the country and save himself, Emperor Chongzhen knew very clearly that he had to find reinforcements to repel Li Zicheng's army. At this time, the only army that could still be considered a battle was the Guanning Iron Cavalry.

However, the Ming Dynasty court in the 17th year of Chongzhen had long lost its prestige and power as it used to be. If you rely solely on orders, you would never be able to let the Guanning Iron Cavalry come to rescue him. The only way was to give enough excavation fees, that is, to give money.

When a country lets its army fight, it actually needs to pay first. The demise of such a country is only a matter of time.

The Ming Dynasty had no money, and the emperor's treasury had long lost silver. In order to raise this life-saving money, Emperor Chongzhen issued an imperial edict to let the wealthy officials pay.

It’s a pity that all the rich people pretended to be deaf and dumb at this time and were unwilling to give a penny. Even the emperor’s father-in-law, who is said to be rich, was crying, and even gave his daughter secretly to him and let him stand out. Most of the money he dared to squander the money he had to give him was only given a little.

According to the original process, the last face of the Ming Dynasty court, whose hearts had completely dispersed, was completely torn off the last fig leaf during this storm. However, Yan Fei had this world of time and space.

Yan Fei learned the news and told him that Fang Qianhu had just told him that Yan Fei would just throw a few hundred taels of silver according to Fang Qianhu's wishes. But Yan Fei had a different idea in his mind.

The first task of Dragon Soul is to deal with the Qing Tartars, and all other forces can be borrowed. Although the Ming Dynasty has become so bad that it has been decayed, its national prestige for more than 200 years is not just a saying. Yan Fei can do a lot of things in the name of Dayi.

So Yan Fei chose to donate money to the emperor, and he still donated a lot. He needed to obtain a higher position from the emperor, so as to have greater strength.

The top salt market in the capital has been saturated, and Yan Fei's dumping is enough for those high-ranking officials and big-name households to spend a long time. In terms of grain, after seeing the refugees in the refugee camp who were trembling in the cold wind for a day to just get a bowl of porridge for life, Yan Fei no longer prepared to use grain to make money.

There are many ways to make money, and there is no need to use life-saving food.

After Yan Fei set up the new camp in Zuoying of Shenjiying next to the refugee camp outside the city, he opened a porridge shed to help those refugees who were wailing in the cold wind. They were all ordinary people who had suffered countless pains. Yan Fei never minded helping them when he had the ability.

Compared with those thin porridge that high-ranking officials and wealthy families give alms during weddings and funerals, Yan Fei’s porridge shed is not only numerous but also full of portions. They are all rice porridge in the true sense, and occasionally there will be an instant noodles meal filled with oil and aroma.

Instant noodles used as emergency food in the modern world have found self-esteem here. Both refugees and recruits like this kind of noodles to their core. Every time they are distributed, it will cause a sensation. Looking at the children in ragged clothes and dragging their noses holding pottery bowls and eating instant noodles in the cold wind, Yan Fei's mood will be much better.

In addition to providing food to the refugees, Yan Fei also purchased a large number of tents to protect the refugees from the wind and cold. Although this cost Yan Fei a lot of money, all of this is worth it. Yan Fei's prestige among the refugees is like a rocket, and the recruits who were originally refugees were even more grateful to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei successfully won the hearts of the people and the army with his grain and tents. Now all he has to do is to make more money to continue to expand his strength. Before that, he had to get the title of righteousness from the emperor. With this title, it would be much more convenient for anything he did.

The salt market is temporarily saturated, and grain needs to be used to save lives. Yan Fei, who returned to the modern world, found a bench in the garden in Fengzeyuan community and sat down to consider what to use as a trading commodity next.

The Ming Dynasty in the 17th century was called a silver black hole, and there would be no shortage of silver here. When the King of Breaking Li Zicheng attacked the capital and blackmailed high-ranking officials and rich people, he found tens of millions of taels of silver. The capital was not short of silver, but it was a commodity that could make money.

Yan Fei, who was sitting on the bench thinking about things, suddenly felt something approaching beside him. He turned his head and looked at a bulldog with swelling muscles and sharp teeth all over his mouth. He actually came to him and was yelling at him with grinning.

Bulldog, a world-famous fierce dog. Its biting power is extremely terrifying and even has a record of killing people. It is a fierce dog that is explicitly prohibited from being raised in cities. The bulldog in front of Yan Fei is not only not tied up with a chain, but also has saliva and exposed its sharp teeth. It looks like it wants to take a bite on his legs.

A fashionable and beautiful woman standing not far away was calling and waving to the bulldog, and she looked like she should be the owner of the dog.

Yan Fei frowned and looked over, "Your dog looks like he wants to bite me, can't he discipline me?"

The beautiful woman raised her chin and replied in a confident tone, "My dog ​​is so obedient and won't bite people."

Yan Fei was speechless, and he was speechless when he met this strange thing. After sighing, Yan Fei looked at the bulldog that was getting closer to him and making a low "woof" roar. A dragon head that seemed to be solid rose from Yan Fei's back. The terrifying dragon power made the bulldog, which was originally very fierce, trembled, and fell to the ground with foam.

"What's wrong with you, baby?" The woman who had been smiling before looked at her dog threatening Yan Fei was immediately anxious. She rushes up with high heels and hugs the bulldog with white eyes and cries, as if some close relative is hanging.
Chapter completed!