The female emperor fights, captures Yang Yuhuan at the beginning

Qin Lang was talking about them, but he was actually referring to Sima Yi. It wasn't that he didn't want to arrange it, but that there was really nothing Sima Yi could do for the time being.

Xun You was stuffed into Bai Qi's side by Xun You. As a military adviser, Sima Yi would be too humble if he didn't lead the three armies to do other things.

Originally, he planned to wait a little longer, but there were not enough people available, but it was different now, Qin Lang had a total of five recruitment spots.

Then why hesitate?

After Sima Yi left, Qin Lang activated the system and teleported to the Ancient Recruitment Street.

The moment he appeared on the side of the road, Qin Lang took a deep breath, it still smells good here.

Now there are five places, how to use these five places is very particular.

Qin Lang is different from other people. Others use whatever they meet, but Qin Lang can choose according to his current needs.

According to the original plan, take down 3 third-tier cities, 3 second-tier cities, and 6 first-tier cities in Qinzhou, and then start to accumulate strength.

In the early stage, it is enough to open up wasteland for nothing. What is lacking is the internal affairs talents, and development is the most important job at present.

Squatting on the ground and randomly pulling out a weed in his mouth, Qin Lang began to think about the famous internal affairs talents in history.

After about a stick of incense, Qin Lang finally got up, walked quickly to the stewed meat stall, picked up two towels, carried the stewed meat pot on the stove and ran away.

Seeing that the pot had been snatched away, the stall owner quickly chased after him, running until the side of the road where Qin Lang first appeared before stopping.

Squatting on the ground, Qin Lang looked at the stall owner who was chasing after him, and with a smile he took out a piece of braised pig's trotter from the pot and gnawed on it.

Seeing that Qin Lang had stopped running away, the stall owner squatted down curiously and asked, "Why is this so, sir? If you want to eat meat, just tell the villain, and the villain will pack it for you, which is much better than burning your hands and mouth now." .”

Qin Lang chuckled: "Don't pretend to be Luban, I've seen through it all, is it interesting to continue pretending?"

After biting off a piece of meat tendon, Qin Lang chewed it deliciously: "I didn't expect you to have good skills in braised meat besides organ skills."

Seeing that Qin Lang had seen through it, the stall owner stopped concealing it. Instead, he took out a Luban lock and handed it to Qin Lang.

"If the guest officer can unlock this lock, I will give you stewed meat every day from now on. If you can't unlock it, this pot of stewed meat will cost ten taels of money. Please pay the bill."

Qin Lang bit the pig's foot in disdain, and unlocked the Luban lock in two or three strokes. The speed was so fast and the movements were so casual that the stall owner was dumbfounded.

Putting down the Luban lock that had been disassembled into parts, Qin Lang gnawed on the pig's foot again: "How do you say it?"

The stall owner was slapped in the face as soon as he uttered big words. It was an exquisite thing he had just researched, and it was as simple as a three-year-old plaything in front of this person. He was shocked and even more impressed.

With a plop, the stall owner kowtowed and bowed: "Caomin Luban, I am willing to follow the lord and let him be driven."

Throwing away the pig's feet with only bones left, Qin Lang casually wiped his hands on the rag, helped Lu Ban up and said with satisfaction, "Don't waste this pot of good meat, slice it and pack it, and wait for me here, and I'll have a drink later. "

Lu Ban took the order, and returned to the stall with the pot to carefully slice the meat. He was full of curiosity about Qin Lang, and he would definitely discuss his skills with the lord in the future.

After successfully recruiting Lu Ban, Qin Lang immediately ran to the chestnut-fried stall, broke open an open chestnut and put it in his mouth. It was slightly hot, sweet and soft.

"Li Bing? The fried chestnuts are pretty good. Are you interested in doing a big business with me?"

The stall owner gave Qin Lang a blank look, and said angrily while stirring the chestnuts in the pot, "It's okay for the guest to eat one or two, as long as you keep eating, shouldn't you pay some money?"

Qin Lang took out an ingot of silver and put it on the booth, and ate the warm chestnuts with a smile: "Don't deny it, I have plenty of ways to get you going."

"Guest officer, there is too much silver and I can't find it. Let's exchange some copper coins and come again."

The stall owner returned the silver ingot to Qin Lang, and continued to stir-fry the sand and chestnuts in the pot without looking up.

Qin Lang weighed the silver ingot a few times in his hand, smiled, turned around and walked to an ice shop not far away, and within a short while brought an ice brick weighing twenty catties.

With a bang, they were placed in the bamboo sieve on the chestnut stand, and the roasted chestnuts cooled down rapidly under the influence of ice bricks. After just a cup of tea, a layer of hoarfrost appeared on the surface of the chestnut shells.

Qin Lang casually took out a frozen chestnut and peeled it off, put it in his mouth and savored it carefully. It was soft and bouncy in the cold, and the taste was exceptionally good.

"How about it, can you admit it now, Li Bing?"

Seeing this, the stall owner removed the firewood from the stove, put the freshly fried chestnuts into another empty bamboo sieve, then patted his finger and pointed to a bucket of water next to him and asked, "Is there any way, sir, to let the wood on the ground The water in the bucket flows into my wok?"

Qin Lang laughed loudly: "How difficult is this, just wait."

After leaving the chestnut stall, Qin Lang ran to the butcher to buy a whole goose intestine, and then went to the well to fetch water to wash it.

Back at the chestnut stand, Qin Lang held one end of the goose intestines and put them into the wooden barrel, and sucked the other end of the goose intestines in his mouth, which made Li Bing stare blankly in shock.

Li Bing did not expect that Qin Lang could come up with such a magical method. He only needed to place the wooden barrel higher than the pot, and then a goose intestine would allow the water in the barrel to flow into the pot automatically.

"Wonderful idea, it's amazing, Li Bing, a grassroots man, meet the lord!"

Qin Lang took out the goose intestines and handed them to Li Bing casually, "It's fun, try it yourself."

While Li Bing was repeatedly studying the principle of siphons, Qin Lang bought a set of armor, a roll of silk thread and a pair of cloth shoes from nowhere, squatted in a corner of the street, and chatted with a farmer.

"My lord, how did you know I needed these things?"

The farmer, who was sitting on the stone steps at the base of the wall and covered in mud, had tears in his eyes, and he grasped Qin Lang's hand with gratitude.

Qin Lang smiled and said: "I saw you staying in the weapon shop for a long time before, staring at this piece of armor, touching and fiddling with it. You have also seen these silk threads and this pair of shoes, so I guess the armor and shoes are both I gave it to my son who is about to join the army, and the silk thread is for my aunt."

"What you said is very true. The old farmer doesn't know how to repay the old farmer. The old farmer is a mere peasant and has nothing to live on. The millet he grows at home is not bad. Today he only brought a hundred and ten catties. I will carry it back to the mansion for you. ?”

Qin Lang grabbed the farmer who was about to get up to carry the rice, patted his big rough hands and said, "If my guess is correct, your surname is Jia and Sixie?"

The farmer was taken aback, and looked at the young man in front of him with tears in his eyes. How could he even know his name? What is the origin of this man?

"The old farmer is Jia Sixie, how did you find out, Young Master?"

After being confirmed, Qin Lang didn't hide it: "A friend talked about my elder brother, who is a good farmer. Is it the elder brother or the scholar?"

When Jia Sixie heard the word "scholar", she blushed and waved her hands again and again, "Young master, you are just a lowly peasant. He only went to a private school for a few days when he was young, so he can't be considered a scholar."

Qin Lang knew that Jia Sixie was being modest, how could it be as simple as a few days of private school for someone who could write the essentials of Qi Min.

"My brother has great ambitions, why not follow me and concentrate on farming?"

"Young master? But the old farmer only knows how to farm, and doesn't know anything else at all."

Qin Lang took out a bag of silver and handed it over: "First settle down with my aunt. There are too many wastelands in my house and no one to take care of them. My brother is here to vote, just concentrate on farming."

Holding a bag of silver, worth a few hundred taels, Jia Sixie had never seen such genuine silver ingots. He thought of the dilapidated home and the bedridden mother-in-law.

Gritting his teeth, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop: "My lord, the grass people will die forever."

After finishing Jia Sixie, Qin Lang quickly went to the blacksmith's shop and started wandering around.

Qin Lang, the man who forges iron, really likes him. He can handle Lu Ban, the master of water conservancy, Li Bing, the master of water conservancy, and Jia Sixie, the master of agriculture. Now he is still short of a master of weapons and a genius doctor.

The person in front of him is most likely Ou Yezi, a master of casting and smelting, but the homonym of this person's name is very difficult.

The street was full of light, Qin Lang found a ginkgo leaf, bought a lotus root, put them together on the training platform.

Ou Yezi glanced at him with a slightly embarrassed expression: "How do you know my real name?"

Qin Lang looked at the trembling muscles on Ou Yezi's arm, and swallowed: "The god told me in the dream, let me come to find you."

"Really? Why are you looking for me?" Ou Yezi was a little surprised.

Qin Lang, who was close to the furnace, wiped his sweat, thinking that this lord is getting more and more difficult, and he has to make up a story to recruit, which is so frankly exhausting.

"Emperor Yan said that the accessories were broken during the battle between him and Chi You, and I want you to cast another one. As for me, I have some guards under my command, and I don't have any weapons at hand. It happens that I have a mine at home, and I lack an expert in smelting and forging. This is not here. See if you are interested in helping me build weapons?"

As soon as he heard that there was a mine, Ou Yezi immediately laughed heartily: "Can the ore from the son's house be used?"

Qin Lang shook the sweaty inner lining of his chest, and said without hesitation, "Open it."

"You won't take my money?"

"It's free."

"My lord, Ou Yezi, pay my respects to my lord!"

Ou Yezi has a dream to become the number one weapon master in the world, but to become a weapon master, he has to forge countless weapons, slowly accumulate experience, and keep trying, only then can he forge a peerless weapon.

And this process is long and boring, not to mention, too special waste ore waste materials, no resources, his dream is a joke, now someone provides ore for free, just as he wants, why not do it.

After coming out of the blacksmith's shop, Qin Lang felt a lot cooler. He drank a large bowl of herbal tea in the tea shop, hurried to a paper-cut shop, and rushed into a medical clinic not long after.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Lang sat down on the consultation chair without saying a word, and slapped a paper-cut painting of a sparrow on the table: "I have a prescription that can benefit hundreds of millions of people. In exchange for you to serve me for 20 years .”

The doctor sitting opposite was stunned when he heard the words, looked him up and down a few times and smiled, "Young master is full of energy and has reached the age of marriage, some things still need to nourish yin and nourish yang, and being alone will always hurt the body. "

Qin Lang heard the black lines on his face, he was a genius doctor, and he could tell how he had been through the past few years at a glance.

But it seems to be a bit off topic, I'm not here to see a doctor.

"Sheep larvae 9 qian, jasmine root 3 qian, angelica 3 liang, calamus 1 qian, decocted and taken!"

Before Qin Lang blurted out the prescription, the doctor, who was still smiling just now, quickly got up and trot all the way to the medicine cabinet to grab the medicine.

After dispensing the medicine, the doctor lit a fire and decocted it on the spot. Two quarters of an hour later, a bowl of dark brown soup appeared in front of Qin Lang.

The doctor took a small sip by himself, then closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

During the cup of tea, the doctor got up quickly, poured the residue from the medicine pot into the stove, and walked up to Qin Lang, bent at a 20-degree angle and cupped his fists: "Little doctor Bian Que, willing to follow the lord for [-] years."

The five quotas have been filled, a golden light flashes, and Qin Lang has returned to the meeting hall.

Just as he was wondering why the five people he had just recruited didn't show up, the system prompt rang.

"Ding! The host has successfully recruited the master Luban, and will be rewarded with one hundred thousand silver for upgrading to a fifth-level city."

"Ding! The host successfully recruited the master Li Bing, and rewarded a large reservoir with [-] silver."

"Ding! The host successfully recruited Master Jia Sixie, and rewarded [-] mu of fertile farmland and [-] silver."

"Ding! The host successfully recruited the master Ou Yezi and rewarded him with ten steel furnaces and one hundred thousand silver."

"Ding! The host successfully recruited the genius doctor Bian Que, and rewarded him with a Dali Pill and [-] silver."

"Host, please open the map and select the city to upgrade."

A series of reward reminders directly made Qin Lang hum a ditty happily. I am also from a fifth-level city.

He opened the map and looked at the four cities he currently owns. According to the geographical location, Fengyu City where he is located goes deep into the hinterland of Qinzhou, and the other three cities are all in the northeast of Fengyu City.

After thinking about it, Qin Lang still intends to use Fengyu City as the main city. The surrounding area is wilderness. On the one hand, it is safe, and it is located in a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Once he felt that Qin Lang no longer hesitated, he directly upgraded Fengyu City. In an instant, the geographical environment around Fengyu City changed dramatically.

The barren mountains with a radius of hundreds of miles are no longer there, forming a huge basin. Looking around, there are endless plains in all directions.

At the end of the plain, there is a desolate and dangerous ring mountain range.

And the brand-new Fengyu City stood on the plain, and the farmers who originally lived in the wilderness moved to the new city one after another. Except for Qin Lang, everyone thought it was a miracle.

It didn't take long for various rumors to appear among the people, and they gathered at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion to kowtow and pray for blessings.

The hearts of the people in the four counties of Fengyu quickly gathered together, and Qin Lang was also rumored to be a god who came down to earth and would rule the world in the future.

Chapter 013 Witty Sima Yi

As soon as he left the City Lord's Mansion, Sima Yi saw that it was still early in the morning, and he was bored going back, so he simply went to a teahouse in the city to listen to a book.

Not long after hearing this, the entire Fengyu City and its surrounding areas changed dramatically. Sima Yi's first reaction was to climb to the highest attic of the teahouse to observe the situation.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it really shocked him.

He has read a lot of miscellaneous notes and unofficial histories, and he naturally knows about the epoch-making in fairy tales. Witnessing such a change with his own eyes gave him an unprecedented sense of shock.

Suddenly, he saw colorful auspicious clouds and several golden lights floating in the sky above the city lord's mansion, and he was so horrified that he couldn't speak for a moment.

As smart as Sima Yi, he was also stupid at this time. He has seen all the affairs of emperors in the world, but he has never seen the fairy family.

This time, he was completely conquered by Qin Lang.

He had long felt that Qin Lang was not simple. Fate forced him to vote, and he couldn't help it. He must have complained and thought carefully at first.

With the appearance of Xun Yu and Bai Qi, he knew that it was not easy, and now that he encountered this incident again, it undoubtedly gave him a reassurance.

Once Qin Lang's emperor's appearance came to the world, the world had to make way for him. As a counselor, he should take advantage of the situation and flex his fists.

As the saying goes, pigs can take off when they encounter a storm.

What's more, he is a dignified Sima family, meeting a dragon and turning into a jiao, which is a god-sent opportunity.

Looking at the chaotic streets, Sima Yi was quick to use his wits. This is the best time to make Qin Lang deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

So Sima Yi went downstairs, dragged the former storyteller to the ground and beat him violently, snatched the storyteller's clothes and props, and even started talking about books on the street.

"In ancient times, there was Pangu who created the sky, and Nuwa created man. Today, the ancestor dragon came down to earth. The flat mountains and rivers are the wilderness, and the wilderness is the fertile soil. I am bitterly cold and Qinchuan will usher in an eternal prosperity. What? I have never heard of the ancestor dragon, let me listen to the old man Tell me carefully..."

The panicked and confused crowd originally just worshiped heaven and earth blindly, but under the influence of Sima Yi's nonsense, a myth about the ancestor dragon blessing the world quietly took root in the hearts of the people, and spread from Fengyu County at an extremely fast speed.

Just when the myth was spreading, Qin Lang took Yang Yuhuan out of the city lord's mansion and walked through the busy city to the city wall. The people he met along the way were already shocked by the myth. If you don't accept your head, you will worship.