Kapitel 27: God cannot bear to see soldiers and civilians starving
The atmosphere was depressing, and the soldiers were secretly wiping tears!
Zhan Chengyin looked tenacious, and said firmly: "This general swears here that he will lead you out of the siege and send you back to Beijing safely."
"With the explosives and Qinnu given by the gods, and with a constant supply of food and water, we will definitely win!"
Ye Mumu quickly got up, washed up, took a bottle of mineral water, a few slices of bread, and got on the car with a vase.
The owner of the rice shop and the sales director of the textile factory were all waiting to settle the bill in the warehouse.
Uncle Yang also called her and said that the warehouse was packed and asked her not to buy anything because there was really no room.
Half an hour later, she arrived at the warehouse.
After counting the rice shop owner's goods, he paid the balance.
The rice shop owner smiled and left, asking her if she needed more food?
She said, "I'll call you later and you can continue to transfer rice!"
"Okay, then it's settled!"
Five trucks of flood relief supplies, 300,000 kilograms of food, cost more than 10 million yuan in total.
She immediately paid one-third of the balance to the sales director of the textile factory.
Before the sales director left, he asked her, "Do you want a sewing machine? The kind that can be operated by foot. I have a client whose garment factory has eliminated a batch of pedal sewing machines. The price is cheap. One hundred sewing machines and more than a dozen boxes of special needles for sewing machines only cost 20,000 yuan."
Ye Mumu gave him 22,000 yuan in person, "Please help me transport them. The extra money is for your hard work."
The sales director left happily.
Ye Mumu asked Uncle Yang to go back for dinner first. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
The old man couldn't stand the hunger, so he was asked to rest at home in the afternoon. There was no goods to be delivered.
After Uncle Yang left, she bought too many supplies, and large trucks drove in every day.
But if there was no goods shipped out, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
She planned to donate all her rafts and donate another truck of supplies! She called a familiar truck driver and asked him to come to the warehouse to transport the goods to the disaster area. The freight was very good.
The driver's surname was Huang. Ye Mumu called him Master Huang. His car was not affiliated with a freight company. He would take jobs from individual car owners.
He drove over and saw so many goods in Ye Mumu's warehouse, and he couldn't stop smiling.
"How about Miss Ye, I call a few brothers to come?"
Ye Mumu refused: "No need for now, the melon farmers in the countryside asked me to go to the next town to collect watermelons, I don't have time to collect them, you can ask a few brothers to drive to the countryside to collect them, and transport them here."
"Tell them to keep an eye on the location of the goods, weigh less, and don't collect rotten melons. I will give each of them an extra 800 yuan in purchasing fees."
"If the melons are not good, I won't give you the purchasing fee."
Master Huang quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll have them record the whole process, and I won't fool you."
Ye Mumu helped Master Huang load the goods, more than a dozen rafts, boxes of instant noodles, ham sausages, self-heating rice, mineral water...
She was exhausted, and she decided to buy two forklifts after transporting the goods.
Loading goods is too hard.
Master Huang is used to it. His clothes are soaked with sweat. He has been working dully.
Ye Mumu settled the loading fee for him. He was very happy to receive the money.
Before leaving, Ye Mumu contacted the local Red Cross and the flood relief office. He was very happy to hear that she donated more than a dozen rafts.
Thank her very much.
Ye Mumu and Master Huang hung on both sides of the car. Ms. Ye donated flood relief supplies, took pictures, and sent Master Huang away.
After everyone left, she pulled down the rolling shutters of the warehouse.
Send a note to ask Zhan Chengyin. "Three hundred kilograms of food have arrived. I'm going to deliver it. Is the warehouse ready?"
Zhan Chengyin replied quickly. "Thank God, it's ready. Yin is in the warehouse."
Ye Mumu took the vase off the car and started to deliver food.
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The warehouse was Zhan Chengyin's previous military grain warehouse, and he expanded it several times.
When bags of rice and flour fell into the warehouse, the soldiers and Zhan Chengyin were still shocked.
Three million catties, it was really a lot!
The warehouse was almost full...
Everyone was excited to see the food.
They had food!
The food was enough for the Zhan family army and the people of the whole city to eat for four months, and they would not be hungry anymore.
God really never breaks his promise.
General Xu Huai, who was two hundred miles away from Zhenguan, had no way for Chen Wu to pass on the news to him!
This old man knew from somewhere that there was food in Zhenguan, and said he was willing to lend him troops.
The condition was two million catties of food!
He also had to provide him with weapons to blast the mountain.
Chen Wu suspected that the old man had arranged spies in the army.
He had ignored him when he asked to borrow troops before.
When he heard that there was food, two secret reports came early in the morning.
At this moment, all the soldiers stood up, raised their glasses and clinked them, united as one.
"The general is right, we have the protection of the gods, and we will definitely win!"
"We must not let the gods down!"
"Today, I, Chen Wu, swear here that I will not stop until I kill all the barbarians, otherwise I will be sorry for the food given by the gods!"
The soldiers drank a big mouthful of wine.
The white wine was spicy and choked people to cough.
Even so, everyone was very happy, eating meat and drinking wine.
Such happy days are rare.
A group of generals who put their heads on their belts don't know when they will die.
Before they die, there is food and water in the city, and their wives and children can be properly taken care of, without any worries. Even if they die in the next battle, it is worth it.
Several people started chatting again.
Zhan Chengyin took a bottle of Coke, walked out of the room, and stood on the city wall.
The night wind blew his cloak, making a rustling sound.
There is no wind tonight, and the waning moon hangs above the clouds.
The young general looked at the waning moon with deep pupils. What is the moonlight like on the other side of the gods?
He took a picture and put the tablet in the vase.
Ye Mumu returned home at 2:30 in the morning. She was about to pull the pipe to drain the water, but saw that the tablet sent it back.
She thought it was out of power, unlocked the screen, and saw the picture of the moon.
The moon in ancient times was the same as the modern one, the only difference was that the waning moon was also brighter.
She picked up the tablet, walked out of the villa, and took a picture of the moon.
Tonight is the fifteenth, and the moon is very round.
She edited the text next to the photo.
"Come on, my young general!"
When Zhan Chengyin saw the tablet that sent it back, the moon she photographed was a full moon.
He smiled knowingly.
Then, he received a note, "Is the Coke delicious?"
He replied, "It's delicious!"
Ye Mumu: "Well, it's OK as long as it tastes good! I have something I have always wanted to do, but I can never achieve it! Giving you Coke is one-fifth of my dream!"
Zhan Chengyin replied: "What is it? What can Yin do to help the gods?"
"I want to send a world map to Qin Shihuang to let him know that the earth is round and there are many countries besides China."
"If there is a world map, the first emperor's cavalry will definitely flatten .
If he were here, he would not have to open several video memberships, and Huawei, Android, and Apple would not have their own charging ports.
Maybe he would even destroy his life.
Ye Mumu wrote again: "I also want to send a bottle of Coke and a football to Champion Hou Huo Qubing."
He died too early, at the age when he loved to play. He would definitely like Coke and football. Zhan Chengyin asked: "Is Qin Shihuang an emperor? Why has Yin never heard of him?" "Who is Champion Hou Huo Qubing? The gods like him very much?"
Ye Mumu did not reply directly, "It's almost three o'clock and I'm so sleepy. Pay attention, I'm going to deliver water." "Okay, the gods should rest early." Five minutes later, Ye Mumu started the diesel pump to deliver water.
*
Ye Mumu slept too late last night, and it was already twelve o'clock when she woke up. There were many missed calls on her mobile phone. There were five trucks of supplies from the flood-stricken area sent by the owner of the rice shop, two million kilograms of rice and one million kilograms of flour. He delivered them to the warehouse and unloaded the goods, but Ye Mumu had not paid the balance yet. The sales director of the textile factory delivered the cloth to the warehouse and waited for her to pay the balance. The country contracted all the watermelons in the village, and the watermelons from the next village and the next town all wanted her to collect them. She offered high prices, was quick to pay, and was well-known in several nearby towns. People were looking forward to her coming to collect the melons. The villagers called her and urged her to go to the countryside to collect the melons.
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