Not long after, Rong Lianhu returned.
Qing Xuanzi asked after seeing that he had set up his bicycle, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
Rong Lianhu shook his head: "No!"
Peeking his head into the kitchen, you didn't make breakfast?
"No, I just steamed an egg custard for Jiaojiao."
He took out steamed buns and meat sauce: "You can eat this too, your two sons eat this as well."
Rong Lianhu didn't stand on ceremony, washed his hands, sat down, and started eating.
After he finished eating, Qing Xuanzi asked, "Did you tell Commander Wei and the others about the grain donation I mentioned last time?"
Rong Lianhu shook his head: "I didn't know when you would be back, so I didn't tell them. Otherwise, they would have been waiting for you."
Qing Xuanzi hummed in agreement: "Then go and tell them now. But there's a lot of it. Tell them to prepare a place to store it and bags of grain."
Rong Lianhu stood up, put his hat on his head, and asked, "Brother, can you tell me exactly how much? I'll have them prepare enough food bags."
Qing Xuanzi thought for a moment and gave a rough estimate: "Six thousand catties of rice with husks, and a lot of corn cobs, which were not husked, about sixty or seventy thousand catties."
Rong Lianhu exclaimed in surprise: "Jiaobao's treasure artifact can grow so much grain?"
Qing Xuanzi gave him a look that said, "Are you stupid?": "If Jiao Bao knew she was growing so much food for you, would I need to keep an eye on her every day?"
Rong Lianhu then realized he had been overthinking things and asked, "Where did you get this grain from?"
"I grew it myself. Otherwise, who do you think would give me so much grain?"
"Alright, I'll go find Minister He and Brigade Commander Wei now."
Rong Lianhu nodded, got up to push his bicycle, and said as he walked, "This much grain, plus substitute food, can last the soldiers for two months."
Qing Xuanzi reminded them, "Remember to tell them the conditions I want."
"I know!"
Rong Lianhu rode his bicycle away into the distance, but his voice still carried clearly back.
Rong Lianhu quickly arrived at the military region. He went straight to Minister He and asked bluntly, "Minister, a patriot wants to donate grain, but he has conditions. Do you want to?"
Minister He was taken aback. Would someone donate grain at this time?
He was immediately overjoyed: "How many?"
Rong Lianhu reported the figures given by Qing Xuanzi: "Six thousand catties of rice with husks and about sixty to seventy thousand catties of corn cobs."
"So much?" But he wasn't overwhelmed by surprise and calmly asked, "What are the conditions?"
Rong Lianhu chuckled and said, "The condition is that we need to provide proof of his grain donation, preferably a certificate or something."
Minister He narrowed his eyes; this old man was up to something. He asked, "Who is the donor?"
Rong Lianhu chuckled again and said, "My daughter!"
Minister He suddenly realized: "It must have been donated by her mentor again."
Rong Lianhu smiled and nodded in agreement. Minister He asked, puzzled, "Why didn't you write his own name?"
Rong Lianhu told the truth: "He said he wanted to accumulate good karma for Jiaojiao!"
Minister He was immediately filled with envy. How could this old guy be so lucky?
He stood up: "Let's go talk to Brigade Commander Wei."
Rong Lianhu followed Minister He to the brigade commander's office. Wei Guodong was also pleasantly surprised after hearing what Rong Lianhu said.
He immediately made the decision: "What are these conditions? They're too simple! As long as the food problem can be solved, what do certificates of merit matter?"
Minister He nodded in agreement: "Yes, the military region is currently facing a food shortage, and this food is a godsend."
Wei Guodong then asked Rong Lianhu, "Did Master Qingxuan make any other requests?"
Rong Lianhu shook his head: "No, he only said he hoped the food could be delivered to the soldiers as soon as possible so it wouldn't go to waste."
"Also, let us prepare bags for storing the grain, and a place for it to be stored."
Brigade Commander Wei patted Rong Lianhu on the shoulder: "Okay, go back and tell him that we will make arrangements as soon as possible. Tell him not to worry, not a single grain of this food will be wasted."
Rong Lianhu stood up and said, "Then there's nothing for me to do. I'm going back to be with my daughter."
"Let's go back. We're prepared to personally thank Master Qingxuan!"
Rong Lianhu saluted: "Yes! Then I'll go back."
As soon as Rong Lianhu left, Wei Guodong and He Da both saw each other breathe a huge sigh of relief.
He Da asked Wei Guodong, "Old Wei, what do you think we should do to take over this batch of grain?"
Wei Guodong thought for a moment and said, "Master Qingxuan probably packed the grain into a spatial talisman, just like he packed the prey last time."
He Da nodded, he thought so too: "It's not appropriate for the grain to appear directly in the military warehouse, otherwise it's inexplicable. How about we find a big house in town?"
Wei Guodong mentally reviewed the town's architectural layout and actually found a suitable place.
“The Zhao family compound at the east end of the town is nice; it’s spacious and not far from the military region, making transportation convenient,” Wei Guodong suggested.
He Da thought for a moment and asked, "You mean, the mansion of the landlord Zhao?"
Wei Guodong nodded, and He Da rubbed his arms and said, "You might not believe it, but the legend of the Zhao Family Compound might really exist."
"You mean that ghost story?"
He Da nodded: "I heard that as long as someone moves in there, they will wake up in the middle of the night by the stinking ditch and then fall seriously ill."
"I know that. Didn't the government report it and someone handle it?"
"I don't know, but no one dares to live there anymore."
Wei Guodong pondered for a moment before speaking: "Then you should personally go and communicate with the town government to see if they can rent or lend it to us temporarily."
He Da immediately stood up: "Understood, I'll take care of it right away."
As Wei Guodong watched He Da's retreating figure, he thought about how Qing Xuanzi, also a master, could be so free, not only personally taking care of the baby but also procuring food for the army.
Why is Wei Jingqi's master so busy? He went back home after teaching Wei Jingqi how to circulate his cultivation technique. When he comes again, he only stays for two or three days at most to give Wei Jingqi some guidance before leaving again.
I feel like I can't get close to my son, and I'm even more polite and distant with them.
Back in town, Rong Lianhu was unaware that Wei Guodong was comparing the two masters. He pushed his bicycle into the courtyard and saw Qing Xuanzi playing with Rong Jiaojiao there.
He said loudly, "Brother, I've spoken with Minister He and Brigade Commander Wei. They've agreed to your conditions and said they'd like to come and thank you in person."
Qing Xuanzi looked up at him and said, "I know, do you want to make your voice sound loud by shouting so loudly? You're going to scare Jiao Bao."
Rong Lianhu was speechless: "Where was I louder? It was only a tiny bit louder than normal, okay?"
"Jiaobao, how about Daddy takes you out to play?"
Rong Jiaojiao's eyes had been following Rong Lianhu ever since he came in.
Hearing him call out "Jiaobao" and then hearing that we were going to play, she immediately got up and stretched out her two little hands to him: "Baba, hug, baby, play!"
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