Fat and Strong

She handed a note to Zhan Chengyin, asking him to collect four million catties of grain.

Three hundred thousand double-layer stainless steel bowls.

Two hundred and forty thousand catties of horse concentrate and coarse feed.

Coincidentally, the sales director of the textile factory delivered oilcloth, canvas, plain color... and other fabrics, weighed, unloaded, and the final payment was made. This batch of fabrics has forty tons, and the transaction is over when it is completed.

Ye Mumu bought a large amount, and the textile factory has returned to normal operation from the brink of bankruptcy.

The boss didn't want to sell the factory anymore.

The sales director's commission could buy a car.

He was reluctant to lose Ye Mumu, a big customer.

He asked: "Miss Ye, if you need anything else, we can produce it."

She really did have it.

Ye Mumu knew that the soldiers in the town didn't have a camp. There were no tents.

They slept on the ground, lying on the sand at night, using a package as a pillow.

Zhenguan was very hot during the day and cold at night, with a huge temperature difference between day and night.

They didn't even have a bed, and didn't know how they would survive the winter.

Ye Mumu asked the sales director, "Can you make a 150X200 single quilt, with a filling volume of about 6 pounds. In addition, add a 180X200 blanket, and the blanket must be thicker."

The sales director was overjoyed, "Of course, as long as you need it, we can make it."

"Single quilt and blanket each 150,000."

"In addition, I ordered a batch of military coats and cotton clothes. This batch of goods is not rushed, and it can be shipped in the fall. I want 150,000 pieces!"

The sales director smiled and said, "Okay, my factory will change the machine to produce it immediately. As for the price, I have to go back to the factory to discuss it and then give you a quote!"

"Okay!"

After sending the sales director away, Ye Mumu pulled down the shutter door and sent the food and oilcloth canvas together!

After a ten-minute interval, the plain fabrics for clothes were sent.

Then three carts of horse materials!

Finally, double-layer stainless steel bowls and chopsticks were sent over.

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Because there were too many supplies, there was no extra warehouse to store the food.

Zhan Chengyin put the food in the old granary, although he rewarded the soldiers to move a lot of rice and flour.

However, four million catties is too much.

It can't be put in.

It really can't be put in!

Food keeps falling from the door of the granary.

Zhan Chengyin asked Tian Qin and Xu Ming to cover it with oilcloth.

Even with such cover, bags of sealed rice can't be stopped from sliding out of the oilcloth range.

A patrolling soldier saw bags of rice falling out of the green oilcloth. He secretly glanced at it, smiled, and walked past it as if nothing had happened.

Zhenguan has enough food and rice, and the soldiers and civilians have no worries!

Zhan Chengyin ordered Tian Qin, "Let people continue to dig pits and bury them in the sand with oilcloth."

Tian Qin nodded. It's just four million catties of food. How big a pit would it take!

The Chu people who came to seek refuge had just dug a big pit and put all the vegetables in it.

Then countless pieces of cloth fell from the sky.

It was oilcloth and heavy canvas.

There were a lot of them, two hundred pieces of each.

Zhan Chengyin looked at the oilcloth and canvas, thinking of the many unmelted steel pipes.

He asked Xu Ming to call Bian Ziping and Li Yuanzhong: "Many soldiers sleep on the ground, without tents and no change of clothes."

"Now there is enough water in Zhenguan, new military uniforms have been gradually distributed, and everyone has received food."

"You distribute these oilcloths and canvases, and the centurions go to get the steel pipes and set up the tents!"

Bian Ziping and Li Yuanzhong were very happy.

They are veterans of the Zhan Family Army. They have been fighting since Zhan Chengyin's father Zhan Tianyi, and have been promoted step by step!

The Zhan Family Army was suspected by the emperor and was not treated well. The soldiers only received an old military uniform, which could barely feed them. There were no tents, beddings, pots and pans. There was no salary, and there would be rewards for killing the enemy.

Rewarding land and houses...

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't survive, who would join the army.

There was a severe drought, and the whole country of Daqi was affected. Rewarding land and houses was of little use. If they couldn't grow food, ordinary people would still starve to death!

Zhan Chengyin's reward of rice and flour is the most useful for the soldiers.

Now everyone has food, and they sleep on the food every day, and they have to guard against theft.

If there is a tent, the most basic privacy is guaranteed.

Bian Ziping and Li Yuanzhong happily informed the centurion to get the tent.

The remaining soldiers went to get steel pipes and set up the tent! When the soldiers had tents to set up, they were all very happy...

Tents, only those above the rank of centurion are qualified to live in.

They can also live in them.

They are all very active!

The canvas and oilcloth had just been taken away, and then a lot of plain fabrics fell.

Zhan Chengyin saw it and asked Chen Kuila to go to his house.

As for the Chu embroiderers who came to seek refuge, there were special embroiderers to teach them how to make clothes.

Next came three carts of horse feed.

Four thousand horses ate up all the horse feed.

Without horse feed, the horses were neighing and roaring in the shed, losing their temper.

The horse feed arrived just in time.

Zhan Chengyin checked the concentrate feed, which was a combination of cornmeal, soybean meal, and bran. The

coarse feed was made of half-dried seedlings, alfalfa, and wheat bran.

Even before the drought, the nobles in the capital would not feed their horses such good feed.

He opened the bag of coarse feed, and the full fragrance of green grass filled his nose.

He said to Chen Wu, "Pile all the horse feed in the warehouse next to the stable and have someone guard it."

Seeing so much horse feed, Chen Wu couldn't help but touch a few handfuls.

The smell of green grass...

How long has it been since he last smelled green grass!

Nine months.

Since the drought in Zhenguan, all the grass and trees have died, and the surrounding scenery is either burnt yellow or red.

He couldn't help but hold out a handful and smell it deeply.

As if it wasn't enough, he put it in his purse.

He could already imagine that these four thousand horses would be fat and strong within two months.

A horse from the Zhan family army can kill two horses from the barbarians who are starving to death!

He blew a whistle. "Brothers, move the horse feed!"

Many of his soldiers had just changed into new clothes, put on cloth shoes, washed their faces clean, and had grown flesh.

All of them came to help move the horse feed in high spirits.

A little brother couldn't help but open the bag of concentrated feed.

Wow~

The horse feed is cornmeal, soybean meal, wheat bran, salt bricks...

They eat better than people.

There was a little soldier next to him who couldn't resist the fragrance and grabbed a handful of corn crumbs to chew.

"It smells so good, so delicious!"

The remaining few grabbed a handful and chewed, and the corn crumbs became more and more fragrant as they chewed! There were

many people, and soon they finished moving 240,000 kilograms of horse feed.

The last batch of stainless steel bowls, 300,000...

Zhan Chengyin hurriedly rode his horse and quickly returned to the yard of the general's mansion.

Seeing this, Wei Guang Xiaoliu's descendant, the mute, hurried to greet him.

I wanted to tell Zhan Chengyin that I wanted to stay!

But Zhan Chengyin waved his hand and said to them, "Close the door and guard outside the yard."

After a while, they heard all kinds of noises in the yard.

It sounded like metal colliding.

Wei Guang and the other two looked at each other.

Uncle Li, the housekeeper, came back from the porridge shed.

Now there are only a few thousand people queuing up to get porridge.

Some people have no one in their family to join the army. The men died, leaving only the elderly and children.

They can neither help repair houses nor build city walls.

They can't be embroiderers...

They feel ashamed to queue up for porridge every day, but they help collect firewood and carry water to the military camp.

The half-grown children pushed the tricycle and carried buckets of water back.