The sky is dim, with clouds of different shapes connected together, just like the most talented painter's essays and ink, painting the messy brushstrokes, but it shows a unique beauty. The tightly decorated layout is from nothing to something, from far to near, from the dome to the silent earth, wind, clouds, swaying trees, and misty world.

Wang Ningzhi, who walked out of the room, finished washing up under the servitude of Huan'er and was enjoying breakfast when he heard the voices outside. His servant Fengshou was probably guarding outside.

"Who?" he asked.

The Fengshou outside immediately stopped scolding, changed his tone and replied: "Erlang, it is Chen Quan, the captain of Team 5."

"Let him in."

Wang Ningzhi was still drinking porridge, and today he had more fried eggs, but it was called fried chicken. Later generations of "Qimin Yaoshu" recorded: "Wear a copper garland and mix yellow and white. Fine green onion, salt rice, fermented soybeans, and sesame oil to stir-fry them very fragrant and beautiful." This is the fried egg, which was the first stir-frying dish that appeared in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

He still has an impression of Chen Quan. Regarding employment, he is a typical nepotism, so he can always be second in front of him. Loyalty and reliability are his first principle in employment. He is willing to talk to the Seventy chapters separately, just to understand what kind of people these are. Chen Quan is one of the people who satisfy him: strong, capable, loyal, not greedy, and know how to be grateful... After he put the Seventy chapters into the seventh team, he arranged a position of captain for Chen Quan in the fifth team.

Chen Quan walked in and said to Wang Ningzhi: "Erlang, there may be rain today, so I wonder if the training will continue?"

"Of course you have to continue, don't worry, I won't give up casually. You go to the whole team first, I'll arrive later." Wang Ningzhi waved his hand, not thinking that a small matter was like the fault of his subordinates who reported it. Perhaps because of habit problems, the things he had to do must be firmly grasped in his hands. If any situation is wrong, he will change his plan again.

After Chen Quan left, Huan'er said with some concern: "Mr., it's going to rain. Don't go. You are so generous. Why do you have to follow them to train? Don't talk about the hardship? In the eyes of the lady, I'm afraid I'm going to feel sorry for you..."

"Bah, it's all nonsense, I don't feel sorry for you." Before Huan'er finished speaking, Xie Daoyun's scolding came from behind, which scared her. She hurriedly stretched out her two small hands to cover her mouth, and her cheeks were still bulging, pretending to be pitiful.

Wang Ningzhi put down his bowl and stared at Xie Daoyun. The tenderness in his eyes made her turn around and stare at Huan'er fiercely. So he shook his head regretfully: "I'd better go, my wife doesn't feel sorry for me at all. I'm not as good as a maid here."

Xie Daoyun was a little angry: "Mr. Lang also talked nonsense with Huan'er."

"Let's go." Wang Ningzhi waved his hand after breakfast, pinched his wife's jade hand and walked outside.

Xie Daoyuan watched him out, and when he was about to disappear at the door, he murmured: "Come back if it rains."

...

After a period of systematic training, whether it is Wang Ningzhi or the Seventy-seventy-songs, there are changes, and the improvement of physical fitness is second. The quality of executing orders and teamwork is improving rapidly. Just like standing in a team, the group of people were just standing scattered at first, and they didn’t look like family soldiers at first glance. Such people were sent to people for free as guards, and I’m afraid that not many people would dare to use it. But now, they are from low to high, standing according to the team sorting, and the seven captains stood in front. Seeing Wang Ningzhi coming, they nodded and signaled, and then ordered the person in front to start counting:

"one!"

"two!"

...

"Seventy-three!"

After warming up, the running around Wang's farm began, and Wang Ningzhi also got into the team and exercised.

The body is the capital of revolution.

Wang Ningzhi has a deep understanding. In his previous life, he devoted himself to various business wars and management. He has always been careless about his body, which has led to his poor health. Now that he thinks, it should be one of the reasons for his time travel after sudden death.

Now he has used Wang Ningzhi's identity, his family conditions are so superior, but his body seems to be more checked than in his previous life. He is too thin. If he is not a wealthy family, he may have completely become an addict. He has not learned much fitness methods, but only knows that basic methods such as running, push-ups, and sit-ups are also novel in this era. After being promoted, many people did not care about it at first, but if they did too much, the benefits of these basic methods will be reflected.

His body has become much stronger and he is no longer as weak as before.

The clouds were covered with wind and storms, and God made this sound like a cat teasing a mouse, but the thunder sounded loudly and the rain was reluctant to fall.

After today's mission was completed, he stopped panting but did not rush to disband. He called the seven captains to form a pile. The harvest that had been waiting for a long time on the side immediately rushed over, holding herbal tea in his hand and handed it to Wang Ningzhi's mouth, then turned around and pounded his shoulders.

" Raise troops for a thousand days, use troops for a while." Uprooting a grass to the roots, teasing the ants on the ground for food, and returning to peace after vigorous exercise, Wang Ningzhi said the things that the department was most worried about, "During this period, I have been conveying some things to you, which make sense and means to win people's hearts. No matter how much you write down, these are what you will do in the future. I need you to be smart, have the eyesight, do things for me with peace of mind and be eyeliner."

He glanced at the confused people: "The court strictly manages the market, but there are grass markets in the villages where the traffic is about to reach. In addition, there are many traveling doctors in the countryside. Whether it is vendors, traveling doctors, guards, tenants, what you need to do is to grasp the movements in each place as much as possible, no matter big or small, through the speeches of people around you, etc., report what happened to me one by one every day... These are extremely private things, and when outsiders know about it, things can be big or small, but they are always troublesome, so I will only tell you the specific code of conduct to seven of you. As for the people below, you just need to instruct them to do things... Even if my parents ask about this kind of thing, don't respond on the spot, come back and support me first."

The seven captains were a little surprised. Some of them had participated in the refugee army and knew the importance of scout eyeliners. However, Xiang Erlang was full of eyeliners throughout Kuaiji County. Even if everyone was responsible for a large area, there were enough events that could be obtained every day - Erlang, who actually had to know them all?

"Erlang, if someone else accidentally finds out..." a captain asked.

The grass stems that still appear tender could not withstand Wang Ningzhi's destruction. They made several marks on the hard surface, teasing several ants, and finally broke. Wang Ningzhi raised his head and looked at the hazy sky, with his expression on his face unchanged: "Cats and mice are in the same room, will the cats be afraid of being eaten by mice?"

“Uh…No.”

"Then do it well. Everyone is responsible for a region and get as familiar with the people in that region as much as possible. Even those families have slaves and tenants. Try to make friends as much as possible. These people should not believe them all, nor should they not believe them. Just report to me." Wang Ningzhi took a map of Kuaiji County handed over by Fengshou. Some intersection points were circled by him with a pen and gave them to Chen Quan. "The above is the key points I marked. Each circle and the area radiated by the circle needs to be mastered by one person... I will leave it to Chen Quan, and you will discuss with each other, who will send over whom to me, discuss and deal with a result in the past two days, and then hand over the list to me... Can you write? If you can't write, let the harvest follow the past."

"Me?" Fengshou was stunned, but he was soon ecstatic, "I can recognize words, I can write."

Things that are related to power cannot be thought of too much. Erlang’s plan is too profound and he can’t figure it out, but one thing is clear. This careful planning is obviously to cultivate confidants... Besides, Erlang Zhang’s family is still hesitant?

The seven captains had no objection. They were obviously illiterate, and they were not as if Fengshou had been to school with Erlang.

Wang Ningzhi: "Then let's do it first, you guys go..."

Everyone left, leaving only Wang Ningyi sitting there. His shoulders, which had been kneaded by the harvest, were a little soft, so he simply lay on the grass where grass was growing. Looking at the dark clouds that seemed to be close to him, the "Farewell" tune inexplicably sounded in his heart and hummed.

The singing that travels through time and space slowly flows here, fiddling his heartstrings.
Chapter completed!