So if you think about home in this place, it is not a good place. You can keep your eyes on the surrounding forces, and you have a little bit of ability to rise. I'm afraid the five lords will not help but attack, let alone those little lords and local tyrants.

Zhao Hu thought about following the team back to Lingwu City.

This is a city with a vast area and a plain, the castle in the center of the city, the strong and thick stone walls on the outermost side, and the huge city-town that spreads to the harbor, all represent the wealth of the Ling family.

Zhao Hu already knew that the Ling family was the only lord adjacent to the bay among the top five of Dongsheng Kingdoms. His economic strength was the strongest among the top five, but also the most miserable five forces.

&p▽↘▽↘▽↘▽↘,±.★.≥;Because you are the most awesome, then you will naturally be stared at by everyone. Everyone will try every means to weaken you, making it impossible for you to unify the Dongsheng Kingdom. Not to mention that there is no Unified Dongsheng Kingdom, I am afraid that you will increase your strength a little bit and will suppress people!

After understanding this, Zhao Hu couldn't help but sigh. Now that he thought about it, the decision to belong to Yanshi Township and Wu District was so simple, it was probably related to the struggle of the five strongmen. Now that the Ling family has an additional township, there will probably be actions against the Ling family next.

If the Ling family's benefits from the rural territory are cut off, I'm afraid others will be uneasy.

At that time, these small forces behind the Ling family will flock to war with the Ling family, and they will definitely make the Ling family messy and the benefits they get eliminated will stop.

But that's good. I, a newcomer, needs to gain benefits from this series of battles, and it's best to kill a few more Black Flame Warriors. In this way, my mental power can grow stronger. But this is all about the future. What should I do now? If I don't say anything else, my housing must be solved, right?

Zhao Hu stood on the castle avenue in a little confused. Now the low-level warriors who were hip-hop all the way were scattered, and no one paid attention to him.

"Sir Zhao Hu, the Chief Auxiliary invites you to go there." A servant was about to run over and said.

"Yes, please lead the way." Zhao Hu nodded quickly and said.

Following the attendant, Zhao Hu came to a hall in the castle in the center of the city.

Zhao Hu looked up slightly and saw the middle-aged warrior who had calculated his merits for him and was writing something on the copywriting. There were several warriors next to him who were also busy in front of the copywriting.

Zhao Hu took the sword to the servant, then went in and knelt down and saluted: "Greetings to the Prime Minister."

"Come here, come here, your performance in the battle is very beautiful. This time I asked you to deal with your salary and knowledge and practice." The chief assistant raised his head and waved to Zhao Hu.

"Yes." Zhao Hu naturally stepped forward and knelt beside the copywriter.

"There is a document for your grain and salary. From now on, you will go to the administrative hall to receive your salary." The chief minister pointed to a document and handed over an inkstone and said.

Zhao Hu naturally knew that this was because he thought he was illiterate, and his identity as a peasant soldier was sure that he could not read, so he drank ink without even reading the document and directly tapped his fingertips on the document.

The chief minister kindly put away the document and said, "Then the next one is Baishi Zhixing's seal. I wonder what your opinion?"

"Ah?" Zhao Hu was a little stunned. Opinion? Of course, the more fertile the land, the better. But can this opinion be expressed?

"Haha, I just ask if you need fertile acres or poor land." The chief assistant said with a smile.

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Hu understood that the so-called knowledge and action of hundreds of stones does not refer to farmland that produces one hundred stones of grain, but also to land that produces one hundred stones of grain!

Although the difference between the two sentences is just a few words, the real situation is very different! The farmland that produces 100 stones of grain before is a very fertile paddy field. The area is definitely not much larger, and it is magnificently one or two hundred acres of fertile land.

Then the next sentence: land that produces 100 stones of grain, with this era of poor material resources, is possible with a large area of ​​mountains, forests, rivers and land with a total area of ​​1 square kilometer!

Zhao Hu was immediately moved. If he was an indigenous person, he would definitely choose fertile land without saying a word. This thing can be borrowed instantly even if it is a mortgage loan.

But who are you? Naturally, you choose a large land area and a large place. No matter how you dig it, you can dig it out much more income than a hundred stones? Moreover, the income from fertile land is fixed, which is extremely difficult to increase but is easy to reduce the harvest.

So Zhao Hu immediately said with a local bun, "Sir, which kind of land has more? I chose the kind of land with more land."

As soon as these words were said, those busy warriors couldn't help laughing, but they were so clerical warriors who were enthroned and enlightened that they would choose poor land. They could leave the fertile land to the master's direct subordinates, so no one spoke out to dissuade them.

"Haha, since you choose a lot of land, I know what to do." The chief assistant nodded with satisfaction, then wrote it on the document, and handed the document to Zhao Hu for a while.

The chief minister pointed the document and signaled Zhao Hu to the painting, and said, "Your hundred stones of knowledge were sealed in Tianlan Township. The upper end of Linhe Village, from the river to the top of the mountain, is yours. The chestnut trees in the mountains and the fish and shrimps in the river, plus the several acres of rice fields in Linhe, should be able to earn hundreds of stones a year."

"Thank you, Master Zheng!" Zhao Hu wrote on the document with excitement.

"Well, the official local documents will be sent to you after the lord comes back, but you are now considered a real 100-stone warrior. If you have time, you can go and see your knowledge and action. Let's talk to the administrative hall before, and there will be documents accompanying you to divide the boundaries of knowledge and action."

"Your samurai identity document must be sent until the lord comes back, but you are already a samurai from the Ling family. After you and the attendant go to collect a set of samurai uniforms and then get the salary. The attendant will take you to the samurai house to settle down." The chief applause glanced at Zhao Hu's bamboo armor and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master Son!" Zhao Hu knew that it was time to leave, so he naturally leaned over and bowed and left.

The attendants waiting outside the door naturally brought their swords, then led Zhao Hu to collect the warrior uniform, and took them to the warehouse to collect ten stone rice and ten silo copper coins. The copper coins were in their pockets, and the rice was pushed to the warrior's house by several warriors in a cart.

When the servant led himself to a simple stone house with a front yard and a 50 square meters in the middle, Zhao Hu didn't care whether it was simple or not, nor did he care whether it was cleaned up. He asked the soldiers to help move all ten stones into the house, and gave dozens of copper plates, and then sent them all away.

As soon as the warrior left, Zhao Hu's head suddenly hurt and his consciousness entered a space. The land of the space was covered with rice, and a mysterious message appeared in Zhao Hu's mind.

"After owning the territory, a planting space will appear in my consciousness, which can produce the same amount of grain as the territory, which means that I will have a 100-stone income directly. And as my territory output increases, the grain in the planting space will also increase? Also, this kind of grain that can be taken out at any time can ensure that I have a grain reserve that is far greater than others in the battle, and I am not afraid of being cut off from food!"

"That's not all. If I sell this grain, wouldn't I have money to learn power? And I won't even cause harm to the territory because of the extraction of a large amount of grain!" Zhao Hu shouted excitedly in his heart.

After Zhao Hu knew the effect of his sudden extra gold finger, he immediately went to socialize. Anyway, there were a few silver coins, 10 jin of copper coins, and 10 shi of rice in his pocket, so please don’t be too carefree when you invite guests.

Of course, Zhao Hu couldn't go to a big tavern for casual use, that is, the ordinary tavern in the town town. He drank the most ordinary wine and was a bare-seater, so he didn't dare to call the wine girl.

The most awesome guests invited were senior bronze samurai-level low-level samurai. Even a samurai with a position could not be invited.

This guy Zhao Hu wanted to invite middle and high-level samurai and low-level samurai with positions, but he didn't give him face.

Even the Prime Minister, who seemed very friendly to Zhao Hu, only accepted Zhao Hu's small gifts, did not accept the invitation, and even did not let Zhao Hu enter.

At this time, Zhao Hu also knew that one is that everyone has a huge difference in status. Although Zhao Hu has made great achievements, he is still the lowest-level warrior.

Second, Zhao Hu has no power, even if he has awesome fighting power, he is still rubbish. A powerful warrior will not pay attention to such a person.

Third, Zhao Hu doesn't have enough money! He can't afford to spend in high-end taverns, so those middle- and high-level warriors with some wealth will not interact with Zhao Hu, a poor man.

Therefore, Zhao Hu had to stay in the lowest samurai circle, but fortunately, Zhao Hu's pitiful salary could be maintained to invite all the low-level samurais.

Moreover, this guy is awesome. He not only invites all the low-level warriors, but also invites all the documents and servants with a little power, and even warriors with good reputation.

Zhao Hu has no face to invite middle and high-level warriors and powerful warriors. But if you invite these small documents, attendants, and warriors who do things in the documents, you will be very proud of your face. All those who receive Zhao Hu's banquet feel bright on their faces.
Chapter completed!