I traveled through time, starting with two acres of land and a dog

"Teacher, I came to the street today. Come in and have some tea," Doctor Wu said, holding medicine in one hand and greeting my father warmly.

"No, let's go for a walk first and come back later," said the father.

"Then take your time to stroll around," Du Chenyu said, waving his hand.

"You guys just walk around. Cunyi and I will take Huzi to visit Village Chief Wu," my father said to my mother and grandfathers.

After they separated, they came to a tall independent tiled house in the middle of the street. On the right was a sign that read "Wuyingbao Township Office". They stepped over the threshold and went in.

"Brother Wu Han is here?" my father knocked on the door and called out.

After knocking a few more times, an old man came out. He was wearing a long gown, holding a long pipe in his mouth, and walked unsteadily.

"Who are you looking for?" the old man asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Wu Han here?" My father asked politely, cupping his fists. Here, addressing him as Mr., instead of his position, is a way of showing respect for scholars.

"Um, you are looking for Deputy Township Chief Wu. He didn't show up for duty today. You can go to his house. He lives on the building opposite," the old man pointed to the building diagonally opposite them.

"Thank you, uncle," the father bowed again to express his gratitude.

They came to the opposite side, went up the stairs, and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a green gown and a braid, standing in front of the window, looking at the river outside, with his hands behind his back and a book in his hands.

"Brother Wu, how are you?" My father knocked on the door and greeted Gu.

"Um, it's Brother Du, come in." Wu turned around, bowed, and invited them to come in and sit down at the square table.

The father put the pig legs and pheasant in his hands and handed them to him. "I hunted some wild boar legs and pheasants and brought them to you to taste," said the father.

"Brother Du, you are too polite. We are all brothers." He took the things, put them away, and poured tea for them.

"Brother Du, have some hot tea. This is your son, what a handsome boy," Wu said, touching Du Chenyu's head.

"Call Uncle Wu, this is my former classmate," his father said to him.

"Hello, Uncle Wu," he called out in a cute voice.

"Oh, what a smart child! It seems like a good father will have a good son," Wu Han patted his little shoulder.

"Brother Wu, thank you for the compliment. Why didn't you report for duty today? He was looking for you at the township office, but when he saw you weren't there, he came here to bother you," asked my father.

"Hey, Brother Du, I've been a little confused recently. I used to be the deputy township head, and now I'm called the deputy fort chief. This position was established to contact the Kuantan Patrol Office and do things for them. Now the Patrol Office has been withdrawn, and all the officers and soldiers have fled. I heard that the governor of the province was killed, Chengdu declared independence, and it is estimated that the Qing Dynasty will find it difficult to turn over. What's the use of me as the deputy fort chief?" He took a sip of water and frowned. He seemed to have not communicated with others for a long time, so he was eager to vent.

"Brother Wu, how can you think like that? We read the books of sages to establish our minds for the world and our lives for the people, not to work for the Qing Dynasty. Now the dynasties are changing and the people are displaced. It is a great opportunity for us to follow the will of heaven and calm the people's hearts. Not to mention the distant past, you can see that there are many more ruffians on the streets. The Red Lantern Society, the Pao Brothers Society, the Qinglong Gang and all kinds of bandit gangs have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. As a chief who is responsible for maintaining peace in the area, why don't you do anything about these?" the father asked.

"Brother Wu, what you said is so reasonable. It has cleared up the clouds and given me a glimpse of truth. Please accept my respects," he walked a few steps, thought for a moment, turned around and said to his father, bowing his hands.

His father quickly stood up, helped him up and said, "You have been helping me all these years. If you need my help in the future, just tell me. You're welcome."

"What should I do? Please give me some advice, Brother Du. You have always been smart and quick-witted," Wu Han asked modestly as he poured another cup of tea.

"You see, after Yu Yuedong retreated from the Patrol Office, he immediately stationed in the Yuanshanping area and quickly filled his sphere of influence. Now he has more than 30 guns and 50 to 60 people. It can be said that in the current Wuying Fort, except for your eldest father, the chief Wu Wei, he is almost the most powerful party. You want to do things for the people and protect them. Therefore, you must learn from Yu Yuedong to store food, buy guns, recruit people, and expand your power in order to ensure peace in the area, at least to keep this street peaceful." The father said slowly.

"This is your newly recruited guard. He is energetic and steady as a rock. He is a good candidate." He looked at He Cunyi who was standing behind them, then walked over to take the cloth-wrapped knife in his hand.

"Show our weapons to Captain Wu," my father ordered.

"You are following orders, that's good," he took the knife handed to him by He Cunyi with both hands and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, the design is clever. The handle can be long or short. It seems that Brother Du really has long-term plans. I knew before that you were no ordinary person. It seems that today, when a latent dragon encounters a storm, it will transform into a flying dragon. You stockpiled food before the New Year and are now raising scholars. You have great ambitions," Wu Han continued.

"They are all small fights. They won't amount to much. We lack money and guns. A penny can make a hero fall," sighed the father.

"Money and guns are indeed difficult to deal with. We need to develop slowly and not be too ostentatious. I can't deal with guns either. I only have a small team of 7 or 8 people and 5 guns, all numbered in the fort. Um...how could I forget that when I was cleaning up the warehouse for the Patrol Office last time, there was a broken musket in it. I hid it and gave it to you to see if you can fix it." As he said that, he turned to the next room and took out a dark brown gun wrapped in cloth. It was a bit old. It was a flintlock rifle, which was much more powerful than a musket, with great power and high accuracy.

Du Chenyu was tugging at his father's clothes, he was very excited, his eyes shining, like a single guy who had been single for 20 years seeing a beautiful woman. This was the standard musket prepared by the troops in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Brother Wu, that's great. I have 10 dollars here. I'll give them all to you. If it's not enough, I'll make up for it. Just name your price," my father said eagerly.

"We are all brothers, what's the point of talking about money? After listening to your advice today, I have figured it out. I will also start to get things done. Some of my ideas need to be implemented. To be honest, I am not very interested in wielding swords and guns, and I don't know how to do it. Please give me some ideas," he replied.

"We don't know much about this yet, so we have to cross the river by feeling the stones. I'll give you a copy of the training manual I compiled. I compiled this booklet based on the previous soldier training and some current newspapers," said the father.

"That's great. I see that your training seems to be very good. My militiamen are just a mob," Wu Han said a little angrily.

Finally, they discussed some other things and planned to cooperate with each other. Under Wu Han's introduction, they also rented a shop. He called Boss Wang to sign the lease agreement on the spot, with him as the guarantor. This shop was also on the street, with two floors upstairs and downstairs. The rent was one dollar a month. It was now used to sell food and would serve as a base in the future.

After they left Wu Han's house, they found the grandfathers at the other end of the street. After they met up, they came to the new shop they rented. Cun Yi had already cleaned the shop. He was happy inside and took a look around. However, there was no furniture upstairs or downstairs, so they could only sit on the floor.

"Brother Cunyi and Brother Wu, stay here today and bring in the food first. Sell it at the market price, not at a discount. Also, pay attention to buying some scrap ironware. You can sell steamed buns and steamed bread here in the future. They are expanding their business after the New Year," he said.

"Also, we need to get information. Any special and useful information must be sent back in time. Also, we must remember to pay attention to talents, such as those who know martial arts and other skills. Anyway, those who can be used by me are talents. I can't explain it clearly at the moment, but we will take our time." They took out the dry food they had brought in the morning and started to eat lunch. After making arrangements, they prepared to go home.

The next day, they arranged for Hu Laosi to take charge of the street. Hu Laosi was very skilled in accounting and bookkeeping, and could handle most things. Usually, only one person was needed to stay on the street. But after these stoves were built, he planned to let Liu's wife go to the market to help sell steamed buns and noodles in the town. There was still more than half a month before the Chinese New Year, so he could try to open the store for a few days.

After breakfast, they went to find old man Liu Hewen to repair the guns. After all, he was the only one who could repair muskets.

"This is an advanced weapon used by the military. It's the first time for an old man like me to see it. I can't guarantee that I can repair it. If your boss wants you to, you should ask someone else. I'm afraid it might be damaged," Liu Hewen picked it up and looked at it, put it down, picked it up again and looked at it before speaking.

"Grandpa Liu, you fix it. It's broken to begin with. If you can fix it, we'll make a lot of money," he said to Liu Hewen. Liu Hewen looked at Du Chenyu, then at his father.

"Uncle Liu, just fix it. No one here can do it. If you can fix it, you'll be rewarded with a dollar. If you can't, it's okay," said my father.

"Since the young master and the boss have said so, I will give it a try. I will find a quiet environment where I won't be disturbed and study it slowly," he said.

"Zhao Rui is usually learning how to make gunpowder with you. These days, let him do nothing but stay with you and stand guard for you." His father arranged.

They were all waiting with trepidation. His father carried him on his back and walked around the fields. They came to the wheat field. This year the wheat was planted in furrows. The rows were green and growing well. They came to the opium nursery. The seedlings had grown up. The left railing of the opium seedlings was blocked by thorny vines. There were high ridges above and below, and a fence was also built on the right, leaving a small door for entry and exit. Everything was safe at the moment.

Then, they came to the newly reclaimed wasteland, the relatively flat area in the middle, which used to be the land of the Zhang family. It was abandoned after being mortgaged to Ma Lao Da, so in the autumn, two acres of wheat, peas, and radishes were planted. The wheat seedlings in these acres are stronger. The lower part was rented by the Ma family to the Li and He families, and it was also reclaimed. The Qinglongliang area above, which is 4 or 5 acres, has just been cut down. Grandpa led Li Long and the second uncle to clear the branches.

"You play here, I'll go and help," the father took off his coat and went in to help chop wood.

Du Chenyu sat on a rock and watched them. This piece of land can be used to plant corn next year, and at least 1500 kilograms of corn and more than 1000 kilograms of wheat can be harvested. More than 3 kilograms of staple food can feed at least ten people. After the New Year, at least 4 or more people will be recruited for the armored team. One or two people will live on the street permanently, and one or two excellent people will be added to Wu Han's street guards. At present, Li Long is more suitable, but his loyalty still needs to be tested.

The next evening, Liu Hewen and Zhao Rui came over.

"The boss has fixed it. Take a look. I just haven't tested the gun yet. I don't dare to do it during the day. The trigger of the gun is just stuck and the inner spring is bent. I will take it out and straighten it." Du Chenyu said happily.