In the Three Kingdoms era, the iron horses and golden swords were passionate and passionate, and had countless heroes who were praised by later generations.

The treacherous hero Cao Cao, the emperor's uncle Liu Bei, who brought a straw hat to sell straw sandals, and Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong.

The god of war, the emperor Guan Yu, is undefeated Zhao Yun.

The universe moved Sima Yi and swung the fan to convey the mysterious Zhuge Liang.

Beautiful beauty: the dancing Diao Chan, the delicate and talented woman Cai Yan, and the unique archery woman Sun Shangxiang.

Everyone is beyond the present.

Who can conquer them (they)?

If you are a man, you will have passion and dreams in your heart.

Of course, Yuan Tan wanted to create his own great cause in this era, but the start was really a bit miserable.

As the eldest son, not being loved by his father, is destined to be the tragic ending.

There has never been a good end to such a abandoned son in history.

There is Kangxi's eldest son far away.

The oldest son of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin.

But he wasn't panicked either.

After all, he is also a time traveler who owns a department store.

"From now on, Xiaoya is the female official in the back house, you all have to listen to her."

Yuan Tan looked at the maids of all ages in the yard and said lightly.

"Yes." The maid knelt all over the ground.

Xiaoya is no longer as delicate as before and has a lot of majesty. She vows not to slander the eldest son, and the eldest son is definitely not an incompetent person as legendary outside world, and will definitely have a great cause that belongs to him.

What she had to do was to command the people in the back house and serve the future wife well. Of course, the most important thing was to serve the eldest son well.

Yuan Tan was very pleased that he had a high-capacity and loyal personal maid who could deliver important tasks.

"Young Master, what do you want to eat at noon? I'll buy it back."

"Well, I just want to eat the tofu you made."

"Okay!" Xiaoya felt happy. This was her specialty. She made up her mind to only give her tofu to the eldest son in the future.

Yuan Tan left the back house.

I saw the butler Wang Zhao bringing two servants to welcome him.

He came to the front hall.

After sitting down, he said, "Wang Cai, come here, how much gold does I have in my family?"

Wang Zhao's character "大" is a rare single character.

There are also many famous people with single characters in history, such as: Xiang Ji, the name Yu, Qu Ping, and the name Yuan.

"Young Master, there is no gold at home." Wang Zhao sighed in his heart when he said this.

Others are just consuming the mountains, but the eldest son has never crossed the mountains.

Even if you end up in such a land as the son of the Yuan family, you can't blame others.

"Well..." Yuan Tan did not expect that his predecessor would be so miserable. He was born as the chief of a wealthy family with rich minerals such as the Three Dukes of the Fourth Generation, but there was no mine at all.

Now that Xiaoya has been cultivated, it is not enough to eat a pack of spicy strips.

It was not as simple as imagined to eat spicy strips in ancient times.

He sorted out the memories left by his predecessor. Sure enough, Yuan Shao gave the third son the most money every month, and the second son the second son, Yuan Xi, should have received the most eldest son, but the least.

I only have five stagnant money every month, and I barely maintain the top position of a eldest son, and there is no savings at all.

Two years ago, Yuan Shao began to focus on cultivating the third son Yuan Shang.

Yuan Shang was exactly the same as when he was young, and just ignored Yuan Tan.

"Young Master, Cen Bi and Peng An are back." A servant came in and said simply and clearly after seeing the ceremony.

Cen Bi, Peng An, Wang Zhao, and all three of them were Yuan Tan's disciples.

As a symbol of aristocratic status and wealth, the disciples first appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period.

According to their different functions, it is divided into several levels. The lowest level is only at the level of food and clothing, while the highest level of visitors eat fish and cars.

The guest mainly plays his role as the master's counselor and guard, and when necessary, he will develop into the master's private armed forces.

Now Yuan Tan needs private armed forces.

Before Yuan Tan was reborn, Peng An and his two were sent out to recruit soldiers.

It seems that the predecessor was not a person who was sitting and eating and waiting to die.

"I have seen the eldest son." After Cen Bi and Peng An came in, he fell to the ground, looking exhausted.

Yuan Tan signaled the two of them to get up and asked, "How many people have you recruited this time?"

"This..., my subordinates are incompetent, and only one hundred people were recruited." The two of them knelt down again with shame.

"What, only one hundred people!" Yuan Tan glared.

I didn't expect that there were so few.

What can a hundred people do in this chaotic world of separatist vassal and melee?

Peng An and his two knelt on the ground like eggplant because of frost.

As the first guest, Wang Zhao became impatient at this moment and said, "How do you two do things?"

The way of recruiting troops during the separatist rule is very different from when the Three Kingdoms are in power.

On the one hand, the heroes paid for the recruitment of soldiers, and on the other hand, they found local heroes, that is, the Gaomen gentry donated.

For example, when Liu Bei was in rebellion, Zhongshan merchants contributed their investment.

Obviously, the local Haoyou is not optimistic about Yuan Tan, so he is unwilling to invest in him.

However, Yuan Tan cannot blame this matter. After all, he has only been there for a day or two, and it was entirely caused by his predecessor.

But as the son of the Yuan family, there are also a group of loyal people, among which the three people in front of them are the best.

But in his opinion, it is also very ordinary.

Wang Zhao: Martial power 61, intelligence 48, loyalty 98.

Cen Bi: 59 in force, 42 in intelligence, 97 in loyalty.

Peng An: 62 force, 43 intelligence, 99 loyalty.

Although his abilities are average, his loyalty is good.

Yuan Tan looked at himself again.

Force, 65

Intelligence, time traveling through the crowd is unpredictable.

Putting aside intelligence, the force will be a little low.

"All get up." Yuan Tan waved his hand, not caring about the recruitment. "You have not been shaken by the outside world's belittlement of me. I am very moved. In the future, I will definitely not treat you badly."

As the Lord, he wants to give his subordinates hope, so he said this.

The eldest son was very decadent before and never said anything bold. Could it be that he was sleeping on firewood and tasting gall?

Wang Zhao and the other two have followed Yuan Tan for many years and are very loyal. Instead, they feel ashamed of not being able to help, "I am willing to go through fire and water for the eldest son, and I will never refuse."

All loyalty rose to 100 points.

Yuan Tan felt happy. It seemed that he had the potential to be a lord.

He touched his eyebrows and remembered the books in the department store in the space. Those various knowledge books will definitely make his intelligence more unfathomable. Martial arts books should greatly improve his own martial arts.

But there is no gold yet.

The Yuan family's power was not ordinary in the period of separatist rule. Emperor Wu of Wei Cao Cao had to retreat, and Emperor Zhaolie Liu Bei also came here to seek shelter.

But the current form of abandoned sons and the huge Yuan family forces seem to have nothing to do with him.

It's hard to make the first pot of gold.

"Grand Prince, the lord, summon you to the mansion to discuss matters." The servant just now ran in this time and said quickly.

Yuan Tan stood up. This was the first time he went to see his father Yuan Shao after traveling through time. This was a tough battle.

Take the department store back to the three countries
Chapter completed!