Returning to this familiar and strange home, Liu Hao felt very novel and was ready to turn around Liu's house first.

Excitedly, he turned to the middle and suddenly found a problem. He frowned and asked, "Uncle Cao, it seems that the guard force in our yard is weak."

According to his observation, among the servants of Liu's house, there are only about 50 family soldiers. It's really not enough to guard such a large house.

Cao Zhengchun quickly bowed down and said, "Lord, you are as smart as a torch and thoughtful. In recent years, the yellow scarf has been in chaos. Although it has been destroyed by the imperial court, the disabled soldiers have fled everywhere and become mountain bandits. A group of strong people are robbing merchants on the mountain not far away. The old slave is preparing to recruit some strong family soldiers to protect Lord Zhou."

Liu Hao nodded, but there was still some regret in his heart: he was a rich family with his current family background, but it would be great if he could recruit a family soldier of 500 people.

To achieve great things in troubled times, money is an inevitable problem.

Next, there is the problem of making money.

When it comes to making money, the emperor is the one who makes the most money in this era. He sells his officials and barons and collects unknown amount of money.

Even the ten eunuchs in the palace were fat and rich.

"Master, it's bad. It's bad. There are a large group of refugees outside the door."

While Liu Hao was thinking, a maid hurried in. She was panting and almost tripped.

Hearing about the refugees, Liu Hao tightened his heart, held her arm and hurriedly asked, "how many people are there?"

The refugees of this era are poor people who don't have enough to eat. Once they are desperate, they will end up as bandits.

Therefore, Liu Hao still has some vigilance in his heart.

The maid blushed and said coyly, "master, I didn't see clearly. There are probably hundreds of people."

"Call manager Cao, gather all the soldiers and go out to have a look. By the way, you can cook some porridge first."

Liu Haoning gave a heavy order, and the maid took the order and went quickly.

Before long, Liu Hao opened the door with Cao Zhengchun and the soldiers of Liu's house.

With a squeak, the vermilion gate opened. Seeing the scene in front of him, Liu Hao couldn't help hissing.

I saw many people standing outside, old and young, each with a vegetable face, as if they had not eaten for several days.

"Ding, the host triggered the task, resettled the refugees, rewarded the task, and brewed a pot of baihuaxian."

Baihua Xian: Wang grade treasure, set the essence of flowers, to pure to Yin, condensing heaven and earth Qiong, with a ten year effect, when the user age of twenty-eight years old or more, the appearance of a direct reduction of ten years old.

"King level treasure? For women, it's just a magic pill against the sky!"

Liu Hao's heart moved.

The task reward of the overlord system is really not stingy.

At this time, these naked refugees outside were bustling. They were very excited when they saw their master go out. They muttered: "yellow scarf thieves are in disorder. We have been homeless. Please enjoy a meal!"

The scene was chaotic. Cao Zhengchun was furious and shouted, "you Dalits, homeless, what do you have to do with our master? You should die for daring to collide with the Lord's house!"

If he disagrees, he will start. It's all up to Liu Hao to hold him.

Liu Hao stretched out his hands and pressed them. It seemed that there was a deterrent force, forcing the refugees to stop the chaos and look up at him.

Liu Haoning asked in a loud voice, "is there a leader among you who comes out to talk?"

There was a burst of recommendation in the crowd. Sure enough, a leader was pushed out. He was a little old man. Beside him stood a young man and a woman.

The woman was beautiful, the young man was tall, dressed in ragged clothes and had strong arms. Liu Hao couldn't move his eyes when he saw the young man. He was also excited: This is not Zhan Zhao, who is it?

Thinking of Zhan Zhao, who the system said would take the initiative to work, Liu Hao already had a score in his heart.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

Liu Hao put on an approachable posture, held the little old man and asked.

The little old man was flattered. He even said he didn't dare. He took Zhan Zhao and knelt down with the women around him. He bowed his head and said, "the old slave's name is Zhan Huan. He's from Qingzhou. He used to be the shopkeeper of a restaurant. As a result, he met the yellow scarf thief. The thief soldiers rushed into the county and swept away my family base, so he had to flee with the villagers“

"This is my own nephew of my family. His name is Zhan Zhao with the word Xiongfei. This is Zhan Yun, my daughter. Zhan Zhao, Zhan Yun, you have all come to meet the master."

The little old man took the two people to worship again and said cautiously, "I heard that the master of Liu's house wanted to recruit servants in the county. I specially took the villagers to work. Unexpectedly, there were too many people."

Seeing some embarrassment on his face, Liu Hao smiled and helped several people up and said, "it doesn't matter, Zhan Zhuang Shi, Zhan girl, get up and talk first."

Feeling the eager pleading eyes of the people, Liu Hao said calmly: "the house really wants to recruit servants, but it won't take so much."

The little old man Zhan Heng bowed down in a hurry, kowtowed a few heads and begged: "so, please take my daughter and Xiongfei, and I'll go to Luoyang to make a living with the villagers."

Liu Hao shook his head and laughed: "Luoyang is an important place in the capital. How can you let your large-scale refugees enter? Zhan Lao is full of whimsy."

It's true that the most important thing in the world today is the homeless refugees. These hundreds of refugees can never enter Luoyang City at the foot of the emperor. They can't even enter the cities near Luoyang and will be directly bombed away by the garrison.

Zhan Heng's face was as gray as death. Zhan Zhao bit his teeth and said, "master, if the master can accept my relatives, he is willing to die for the master!"

In this era, martial arts people attach great importance to promise, and there is also the saying of a promise for thousands of gold. Since Zhan Zhao said such words, there is no need to doubt the authenticity.

"Hey, hey, you are in my bowl."

Liu Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he looked embarrassed. He sighed softly: "please get up, strong man Zhan. How can Liu be so kind, but he can't bear to see so many people displaced. Now I have an idea. Let's talk to Mr. Zhan.".,,.