Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 477 The Poor Man

Make a big man again?

That is necessary, but it is better for you to sit in the position of the emperor of the big man.

Fang Mo knew that he might be suppressed by many people in the future, after all, what he did was a bit too advanced.

For example, keep everyone fed.

That's not too much, is it?

At the very least, they can no longer be displaced by war.

This is not too much, right?

But there are many, many things involved in it. For Fang Mo, it is very simple, but it involves all aspects.

The waterwheel can't be built in a short time, and then we have to help the world build it little by little, not to mention...

Not only waterwheels are needed, in some places, waterwheels are not enough, and some other crops are also needed.

This requires a mission.

It is certainly impossible for the current big man to support Fang Mo to do things that are too exaggerated, but Liu Bei will definitely not.

He will satisfy Fang Mo's wish to the greatest extent possible. After all, this is his little brother, and he has always done a good job. Why don't you believe it now?

Naturally, it will be different.

So Fang Mo must pull him up, only in this way can he realize his many visions.

"Adou must also be trained, otherwise who will guard this foundation in the future?"

"In addition, the imperial examination should also appear, but it can't just test the stereotyped essay, we should find something more practical to test."

"Finally, and most importantly, we need to establish a corresponding military academy, so that people who come later will not become more and more idiots..."

"Combining all these together, is there one that the current big man can support me to do? Bah!"

……

Beihai County is in sight.

On the road, countless hungry people walked forward like zombies, swinging their arms weakly from time to time.

There are also countless people who seem to have lost their souls, mixing in it like a puddle of mud.

Such a person can be said to be miserable.

It's not fake misery, but real misery.

It is really too miserable for them to live in this world.

Not to mention the disaster, I wanted to get something to eat, but I was embarrassed by all kinds of things. In the end, I had to raise the flag to rebel.

It's a pity that not all yellow scarves are required.

Some of them were directly screened out, such as these people.

As for this part, there is basically not much combat power left. One day alive may be the last day.

to be frank.

When seeing these people, Fang Mo felt a chill in his heart and directly rushed to his head, and the hairs on his whole body stood on end.

Miserable, so miserable.

"No wonder people in the world often say that it is better to be a dog in a prosperous world than a person in a troubled world. It's too miserable..." Fang Mo looked forward and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Those people didn't seem to be able to hear them, and they didn't show the slightest sign of the passing army around them.

This, in fact, has reached the limit. They don't know what they are going to do at all, they just know they have to move forward.

Unless there is food.

but……

Fang Mo dare not!

Not only did he dare not, even Liu Bei did not dare.

"If they see the food at this time, we will all die here today, and the death will be extremely miserable. Don't believe it, fourth brother, sometimes things are not done that way!" Liu Bei solemnly advised.

He was afraid that Fang Mo would do something irrational, which would really kill people.

Really, it will kill people.

And the death was extremely miserable.

"Do I look like such a stupid person? Even if I feel sorry for them and want to rescue them, but now I know that we are still in danger, how can we save? We can only wait for the future, but..." Fang Mo Reluctantly speaking at the end, a bright light appeared in front of his eyes.

He didn't continue talking, Liu Bei was very curious and asked, "Did the fourth brother think of anything?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little detail, let's take a look at those yellow scarves first." Fang Mo turned his head and smiled, but did not express his thoughts.

The wind rustled by.

For some reason, when Liu Bei saw Fang Mo's expression, his heart immediately trembled.

He will definitely not give up like this, but will choose a very drastic method, what is that?

……

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"The Yellow Turban doesn't have any thieves. There are one after another. These people didn't choose a big leader at all. It can be said that they are fighting on their own... If you want to win it, it is really not that difficult." Fang Mo said wisely. The expression of holding the beads.

He wasn't joking.

If it is said that the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, like the Yellow Turbans in Heishan, are led by Zhang Yan, then Fang Mo will definitely be extremely cautious.

But now, no!

There is no such leader here at all, which means that they can divide these people up on the battlefield at will, and then swallow them one by one.

Swallowing is actually unrealistic and impossible.

It is impossible for Liu Bei to directly accept the Yellow Turban Army. Anyone in the world can do it, but he can't.