Transmigrating Through the Heavens: Starting with the Silly Pillar of the Courtyard

Chapter 328 Recruiting Warriors

The original owner was very unlucky; he and another minor officer, Zhang Song, were ambushed.

Wu Tao now thinks that they were probably being watched as soon as they left the city, and the enemy may have known they were coming all along.

The original owner and Zhang Song, the flag bearer, were killed on the way to the farm.

In the end, it was Zhang Song, the flag bearer, and one of his brothers who dragged the original owner back to the gate of Songjiang Prefecture.

This was also a favor from the original owner, as he and Xiaoqi Zhang Song often participated in missions together.

During one dangerous mission, Zhang Song, a junior officer, was seriously injured and was rescued by Wu Tao.

The two later became brothers, and it was only when the original owner was injured that Xiao Qi Zhang Song risked his life to protect him.

However, the original owner did not survive, which brings us to the fact that medical conditions in ancient times were indeed very poor.

If you have money, you can hire a famous doctor for timely treatment. For most people, there's not much they can do when they encounter injuries or illnesses except to tough it out.

Although the original owner was a low-ranking officer, he was never able to save any money.

A regular flag officer earns five taels of silver a month, while a captain earns ten taels of silver a month.

Wu Tao raised five strongmen himself, and he felt sorry for his brothers, so he would occasionally give them money to help them out.

When he fell ill and had only two taels of silver left, Zhang Song, the junior officer, arranged for someone to find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to come to the original owner's house.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor simply bandaged the wound, prescribed some medicine, and left.

In the past, the original owner would have had strongmen to help take care of him, but now his entire squad has died outside, and in the end, he can only die with resentment.

Thinking of this, Wu Tao couldn't help but sigh that the original owner was still too innocent.

In fact, the original owner was very wealthy. He received ten taels of silver in salary every month, plus protection money from the brothers patrolling the streets. After handing over a portion to the headman Zhang Zhan, he could still have a considerable amount left over each month.

Based on the street assigned by the original owner, one can receive one hundred taels of silver per month.

Of the fifty taels, fifty needed to be handed over to the captain. Of the remaining fifty taels, the original owner would usually take out forty taels and distribute them among the ten captains.

In this way, the original owner could have earned twenty taels of silver a month, but he was too soft-hearted and only gave each of the five strongmen two taels of silver a month.

Of the remaining ten taels, after spending three or four taels on his own food, drink and other expenses, he would occasionally give the rest to other officers.

These days, even a sick person can be a matter of life and death for anyone. The original owner was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see his subordinates struggling, so he hadn't saved much money over the years.

At the same time, the original owner's father was in the same situation, and both father and son ended up dying tragically.

After settling the ten captains in, Wu Tao instructed them to find strongmen on their own. He gave them a week to regroup and then they would assemble at the training ground a week later.

Wu Tao then went to the west of the city, where there was a dilapidated stage.

Every day, many poor people would gather there, waiting for the day when a good opportunity arose that needed manpower.

As soon as Wu Tao approached, he was surrounded by a dense crowd. If it weren't for the flying fish robe he was wearing and the embroidered spring knife at his waist, he probably would have been extorted by them long ago.

Wu Tao was already used to this, and he strode onto the stage in a few steps, letting out a loud shout.

"Someone in charge, come and speak to me."

Wu Tao knew from the original owner's memories that this place, though seemingly chaotic and disorderly, was actually controlled by someone in secret.

He didn't want to waste any more words with these people, so he simply called out the person in charge to discuss the terms.

A middle-aged man with a fierce face stepped out from the crowd and bowed to Wu Tao.

"Sir, what brings you to our western city?"

Wu Tao glanced at the other person sideways and spoke directly.

"Find five men with clean records, under twenty years old, and without physical disabilities. I need five strongmen." The strong man, upon hearing this, shuddered; he naturally understood Wu Tao's meaning.

Working for the Embroidered Uniform Guard doesn't guarantee rewards if you do it well, but doing it poorly will certainly lead to a bad end.

The reputation of the Embroidered Uniform Guard throughout the three-hundred-year history of the Great Yan Dynasty needs no further proof; it was forged from countless lives.

"Sir, don't worry. Chen Wu, Wang Liu, Zhao Si, Qian Hu, Niu Er, you guys come here."

Soon after the big man spoke, five young men slowly walked out of the crowd.

Wu Tao was also carefully observing the group of people; all five of them looked too thin.

If Wu Tao hadn't known that the big man wouldn't dare to deceive him, he would have suspected that they were still underage children.

Well, considering that children from poor families often go hungry in this era, and given his requirement for a clean background, these people are destined not to do anything bad. Wu Tao didn't say whether they were good or bad.

He only gave the other party a few instructions, and then left with his people.

The big man didn't dare to come over to Wu Tao to ask for money, or rather, he could only wait and see if Wu Tao would give him money in the future.

Chen Wu, Wang Liu, Zhao Si, Niu Er, and Qian Hu dared not utter a single word the entire way.

Wu Tao simply kept his head down and kept observing them as he walked.

You'll get five taels of silver. Remember, don't try to fool me, or Wu's knife won't be so lenient.

It only takes half an hour to get from the west side of the city to the north side. By the time Wu Tao brought them back to his home, it was just past noon.

Wu Tao opened the door and led the way inside.

I went straight to the kitchen, where a pile of pork and vegetables were already laid out, and twenty catties of flour were placed in the rice container.

"Who among you can cook?"

"Sir, we all know how."

"Okay, go ahead, call me when you're done."

As he spoke, Wu Tao walked directly toward the main house.

The original owner slept in the east wing, but after he transmigrated, he moved directly into the main room.

There are four rooms in total, one in the east wing and one in the west wing, just enough for five strongmen to live in.

The main house has three rooms: the central room is a combined living room and dining room, with an eight-immortal table and six chairs.

Inside the east room, there is a wooden bed and a wardrobe, which was the room where the original owner's father used to live.

The room on the west side has a desk and a bookcase, which serves as a study.

Wu Tao returned to the house, sat in the study, picked up a teacup, and gulped down a large mouthful of water.

It's currently the hottest time of the year, and although his body has become quite strong after more than a month of improvement, he still can't avoid normal sweating and thirst.

The original owner was probably not as thin and weak as Chen Wu and Wang Liu because he had never lacked food and drink since childhood.

In addition, he practiced martial arts with his father since he was a child, so he is quite physically strong.

A height of 1.75 meters is not short in this era, and now, after time travel, his height has increased by another three centimeters without him even realizing it.

It's impossible for me to be 1.8 meters tall in this lifetime, but 1.78 meters is barely acceptable.

After Wu Tao traveled through time, his personal space was refreshed again, except for the 10,000 gold bricks that remained unchanged.

The warehouse still holds several thousand kilograms of grain, and wheat seedlings are still growing in the fields.

The livestock shed was filled with pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks.

Plump grass carp were jumping and splashing in the fishpond, and Wu Tao finally felt relieved to see this.

Aside from the courtyard world, the only useful supplies in this personal space are 10,000 gold bricks.

Now that I'm here, it seems my personal space is coming in handy again.