In winter, the skin was already crispy, and when it was smashed by the hard sweet potato, Zhao Ludan's head immediately opened, and the red blood flowed down.

"Doctor, doctor!"

Zhang Shiping spoke and called the doctor. He was very optimistic about this person and had already begun to recruit him. He would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.

The doctor first stopped the bleeding from Zhao Ludan, and then took the pulse: "It was not serious. The impact was too big and I fainted, but..."

He frowned: "Young Master, this person has been hungry all year round and has suffered too much physical loss. I am afraid he has to take care of it for several months before he can get back to normal."

When Zhang Shiping heard the doctor's words, his eyes lit up.

As a well-educated and knowledgeable family, he is also a good at medical theory.

Although there are many jokes about Confucian scholars curing themselves to death, the principle of a great doctor, that is, a great scholar, is in line with the common sense.

"In other words, this person's current strength is not at its peak yet?"

Zhang Shiping naturally heard another meaning in the doctor's words.

"If his body is well maintained, this should be the case." The doctor nodded.

When a person is hungry all year round, he only has three points of strength at his peak.

While the two were talking, Zhao Ludan had already woken up slowly. He was stunned and got up:

"Master, Master, I just failed. Please let me try again!"

He begged for nonchalantly, regardless of the blood on his face.

One hundred kilograms of grain, save a little frugality, it will be enough for him to eat for two months!

"Who else in your family?" Zhang Shiping asked back.

"The eldest young master doesn't know that he is an orphan."

In the crowd, everyone rushed to answer.

They are all people around, and no one knows what their family matters are!

"No!" The honest Zhao Ludan suddenly retorted: "The master has raised me for three months. Although he doesn't recognize me, I remember that he told me to ask me to support him for his old age and see him off!"

Zhao Ludan doesn’t understand any great principles, but he still knows the truth about Mi Zhirong.

"Master?" Zhang Shiping blinked, what does it mean.

Someone pointed to a large chimney in the town and said, "It's Master Zhao in the town who once adopted him as his adopted son..."

Zhang Shiping nodded, what a good opportunity!

His eyes turned and he said loudly:

"I am the chief of Zuoying under the tent of the third prince, Zhao Ludan, let me ask you, are you willing to join our army. As long as you want, I will give you five hundred kilograms of food!"

"Five hundred kilograms of grain?"

The common people squatting in front of the table became short of breath.

Zhang Shiping continued: "This is just a settlement fee. From now on, as long as you are in the army for one year, you will receive a subsidy of 500 kilograms of grain. This is for your family, and you will have ten taels of silver in military pay."

"If we die in battle, our army will give us five years of salary and the food subsidy will be the same!"

With Zhang Shiping's words, everyone's breathing became even more rapid!

Oh my God!

Not to mention the money, just food is enough for two people to save money for a year!

In addition, the family will save their own food, so that they can also make their children full!

"I do!"

Zhao Ludan knelt on the ground with a thud.

"General, I am not a person who doesn't know what's wrong. When my master was about to die, he saved my life and taught me skills. Please pass these things on to my master!"

Zhao Lu's egg-bang kowtowed on the ground.

"I can't give him a pension to his old age. I just think that these foods and money are the ones I have paid back his kindness!"

Zhao Ludan's sincere words made Zhang Shiping's face froze.

Although he made a lot of promises just now, it is actually OK to just have a single silver.

Although he promised to give a lot of food, it was the sweet potatoes he distributed.

However, for the people, these 500 kilograms of sweet potatoes are the root cause of their hearts.

Zhang Shiping took a deep breath and suppressed the shame in his heart:

"This repayment of kindness will not replace you, Xiao Si!"

He reached out and called Guo Xiaosi: "When the food is delivered, you will accompany him in person and send the food to the blacksmith!"

Zhang Shiping winked at Guo Xiaosi.

There is a lack of blacksmith in the army. If the blacksmith Zhao can be persuaded to serve in the army, that would be a beautiful thing...

...

Seeing that the helpless Zhao Ludan was valued by the military master and received so much food, everyone felt that the money was mixed.

For a moment, envy, jealousy and hatred filled everyone's hearts.

Seeing the reactions of the people, Zhang Shiping chuckled. Within his vision, he could already see his own convoy carrying sweet potatoes.

"I am under the command of the Third Prince of the Ming Dynasty. Zhang Shiping, the commander of the Zuoying Camp, was ordered to set up a banner of recruiting troops here today. Anyone who is over fifteen or under thirty-five years old and has no physical defects can sign up for the army!"

He unfolded the recruiting banner that made people hurry up and said:

"But those who pass the acceptance will immediately pay 500 kilograms of Anjia Grain. After passing the training, they will first pay the first year's military expenses and the first year's Anjia Grain!"

As soon as Zhang Shiping finished speaking, he was drowned out by the shouts one after another.

"Master, I'm just thirty-two..."

"Master, I'm over the age of age, but can I sign up for my two kids?"

"General, I will sign up, I will sign up for my aunt's cousin, and my uncle's cousin has also signed up!"

...

The people who signed up enthusiastically have already submerged Zhang Shiping!

"Don't be anxious, queue up, whether you are registering yourself, or signing up for your relatives or friends!"

Zhang Shiping hurriedly recruited soldiers to be responsible for recruiting soldiers...

A continuous convoy has arrived.

Everyone smelled the sweetness of the roasted sweet potatoes and the boiled sweet potatoes, and felt that their stomachs were getting fever...

Such delicious food, even if it is considered a miscellaneous grain, they will recognize it!

...

Zhang Shiping had already jumped off the table and asked the soldiers to register and book. Thanks to the rules set by His Highness, most of the soldiers in the army could write hundreds of Chinese characters.

Although it is difficult to record a place name, for a local snake like Bai Shui Zhang, even if it is a typo, as long as you know a sound, you can touch it...

Are you still afraid that the registered person will not join the army?

Besides, he said that as long as he passed the training, he would have ten taels of silver plus the first year's Anjia Grain!

In this way, will there be soldiers in the era of shortage of food?

Zhang Shiping looked at the encircled recruitment area and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

I have to say that roasted sweet potatoes are really powerful...

...

Zhao Ludan was wrapped in gauze on her head, but she had already put on a large military uniform.

Beside him was Guo Xiaosi, who was becoming increasingly short. Behind him, a soldier was pushing a cart and carrying five bags of sweet potatoes, and heading towards Zhao's Blacksmith's house.
Chapter completed!