"This trick is just a poor novelist. Why does the general have to spend a lot of effort to recruit him?"

After returning to the county magistrate's mansion and after everyone left, Jing Su expressed his doubts.

Meng Duo held a banquet to entertain Meng Tian not just to thank him. When Meng Tian asked for advice, Meng Duo agreed very readily, but made a request, hoping to contract the Qin army's military uniforms.

The Meng family used to do a garment business. The Qin army was far away from Guanzhong, so Meng Duo had the idea of ​​a national defense contractor.

Even in later generations, the profits of doing military business are still very considerable.

Meng Tian thought about it and agreed, but asked the Meng family to make the production according to the requirements of the County Magistrate's Mansion.

Chinese culture is indeed the most advanced culture of this era, but it has one shortcoming that makes people dislike, that is, it is cumbersome.

Fortunately, the etiquette program was much easier in the army. Even so, the clothes worn by the Qin army were still very troublesome and sometimes quite inconvenient. King Wuling of Zhao was a Hu clothing and a cavalry, changing the Central Plains clothing that was unfavorable to combat was not thorough enough, but it only simplified the style.

The simpler the civilization, the easier it is to spread.

Taking advantage of the unified procurement of military uniforms, Meng Tian made up his mind to simplify the clothing in the army.

"The government did not prepare military uniforms for the soldiers and asked the soldiers to find people to make them by themselves. It would be better to purchase them in this way." Meng Tian stayed in the army for a long time and also knew the differences in the military service system in this era. The Qin soldiers and soldiers had no military pay, and they needed to prepare their own clothes.

"Besides, don't think that he is just a bad novelist, but if you use it well, you will have to be less than 100,000 troops!"

Meng Tian's attitude was very certain and he had a preliminary idea of ​​how to arrange the plan.

The Qin people advocated martial arts and since they were sensible, they enjoyed practicing martial arts. They had developed limbs and simple minds. Although the words of scolding in later generations were unreasonable when used in the Qin people, the Qin people did not know how to package themselves.

The talented people from the six countries in Shandong who are not appreciated in China will choose to enter Qin West. In the first sight of ordinary Guizhou in the six countries, Qin is not very famous.

*******

Unlike Jing Su and others' confusion, Mou was a little nervous.

After wandering around for many years, many of the big families who took him in only treat him as a clown-like figure. He was also tired of such dignified days.

But he really has no other means of making a living except for strange stories. The farmer who faces the loess and backs the sky cannot survive this hardship; he is also very proud of his life for the squad who will die at any time.

By the way, in ancient China, there were quite a lot of people like Ma. They disdained to do work, were idle all day long, and were busy everywhere.

People are different, and we cannot say that this kind of lifestyle troops is the key to the results.

Liu Ji is also not engaged in production. He often eats and drinks for free in a chaotic world. But in the chaos, this is a big deal, but these bad elements are actually these.

"This General Meng seems to respect me very much, and he doesn't look like he treats me as an actor..."

Lying on the side bed in the county magistrate's mansion, thinking about Meng Tian's expression, he was puzzled.

As he suffered too much abuse, his situation suddenly improved, and people were not used to it. He suffered too much pain in the past, but Meng Tian treated him with courtesy, but Ming was in a state of great pain.

Fortunately, I had enough food and drink, the quilt was clean and the bed was warm. I hadn't slept in such a comfortable room for many years, and my eyelids kept fighting and I fell asleep quickly.

The plan was not nervous for long, and the next day he was summoned by Meng Tian.

"Sir, are you still used to living?" Mou's cautious look fell into Meng Tian's eyes and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Habits!" Mou answered hurriedly.

After wandering for so many years, only General Meng is the friendliest to him.

"Sir, please sit!" Meng Tian pointed to the seat on his right, "Sit down and talk!"

Jing Su sat on Meng Tian's left hand, and the two of them happened to face each other.

He was flattered and did not dare to take a seat, so he refused. Meng Tian insisted and had to sit down.

But the plan was sitting there, and he couldn't figure out what Meng Tian was planning.

"Mr. Zhou's story is wonderful. How did this story come about?" Meng Tian asked after taking a seat.

"There are rumors among the people, and with my own imagination, the story will naturally become fuller as we tell more." Meng Tian asked about the field of expertise in his answers, and the answers became much smoother. "Like the stories collected by novelists such as us, many stories are mixed together. We will tell what people like to hear. Sometimes, people are real, but the things in the story are not necessarily true."

The theory of novelists is very simple. People like whatever they like. They can arrange good people into pedantic people, or they can also portray treacherous ministers into virtuous ministers.

However, the theories of novelists in this era seem very superficial, and they cannot explain them too thoroughly.

"In other words, there are different likes and dislikes in your story?!" Meng Tian smiled slightly, but looked in the direction of Jing Su.

Jing Su thought about it, and seemed to immediately attach importance to the novelist's plan.

"There is no completely objective story, and the stories of different novelists must have different positions."

He didn't understand the idea of ​​a position, but he understood it very clearly. After wandering for so many years and suffering, he felt a little hated for those wealthy families who ordered him casually.

Those who have suffered too much may suddenly gain a high position, perhaps not thinking about helping their compatriots, but revenge on those who have offended them.

Fortunately, Mou had not yet gone to Qin to make a living, and the Qin people did not like wandering people, and Mou did not think about going to Qin. Unexpectedly, the Qin people who had never had any interaction with him admired him very much.

Thinking of this, Mou suddenly had a much better impression of Qin and the Qin people.

"If I give Mr. A position, can Mr. Arranging a story that meets my requirements?"

As soon as Meng Tian said this, Jing Su suddenly realized that the people of the Central Plains arranged fables for a long time, the Chu people were conservative, and in history they frequently went north to invade the Central Plains, so most of the Chu people became negative figures in the fables.

Jing Su was vague and did not fully understand the principles of propaganda wars, but he also seized a trace of signs.

"The general means..." Mou looked at Meng Tian with a smile, and felt a little confused. He entered the novelist's sect, collected and created strange stories, which was his spontaneous behavior. The meaning in Meng Tian's words seemed to be to take the initiative to choose a position.

He was short-speaking and short-selling. In this era, there were no disciples who didn’t think about their masters. The fourth prince of the Warring States Period had such a great reputation, and their disciples made great contributions.

Novelists and others are just talking about some strange stories and let everyone have fun. Meng Tian’s request is for his disciples.

"I will give you a direction, and you will create stories that meet my requirements." Meng Tian expressed his plan, "I will satisfy you when needed, but you not only need to cultivate people who will recite, but also combine music and dance to tour various places......"

As Meng Tian told the story, Jing Su's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Ma couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

what does that mean?

It means that in the future, I will not only be a poor novelist, but also a captain Xielu who will take charge of the boss and his group of people.
Chapter completed!