In the blink of an eye, a vast expanse of grain appeared before them.
When Ma Changshan and the soldiers at the border saw the grain, their eyes lit up with surprise and excitement. They knew that the army had donated a significant amount of grain to help the refugees in the north, making food supplies at the border consistently scarce and barely enough to sustain them.
Now, the grain brought by Sheng Wanwan is undoubtedly a timely rain, enough to free them from the trouble of food shortage, and they no longer need to worry about the day when the imperial court's food supply is insufficient, and they suddenly run out of food while fighting.
General Chu looked at the mountain of grain before him and couldn't help but shed tears.
He knew all too well what this grain meant to the soldiers on the frontier.
He grasped Sheng Wanwan's hand and said in a trembling voice, "My dear granddaughter, you are the lucky star of our Great Yan Kingdom."
Sheng Wanwan smiled slightly and said, "This is what Wanwan should do, Grandfather. Don't get too excited! I am paid by the court and loved by the people. It is only right that I do something for the Great Yan Kingdom."
"Hahaha... Excellent! As expected of a descendant of the Chu family, so patriotic at such a young age!"
General Chu laughed heartily.
The eerie laughter made the new recruits shrink back. What was that almost transparent shadow?
Oh my god!
The imperial army is truly full of hidden talents. Not to mention the powerful little goddess who protects the country, there is now a ghost general standing in front of us.
The ghost stood there majestically, clad in full armor. If it weren't for its semi-transparent appearance, it would have been indistinguishable from a living person.
Although the recruits were surprised, they dared not say much, only marveling at it in their hearts.
At this moment, Ma Changshan and General Chu stepped forward and began directing the soldiers to move the grain, while also arranging accommodation and training for the new recruits.
Sheng Wanwan told Ma Changshan that this grain was enough to feed an army of 100,000 for half a year. Now that there was a famine in the northern border, half of it could be distributed to the disaster-stricken people in the vicinity.
Ma Changshan readily agreed.
Even if Sheng Wanwan hadn't said anything, he would have distributed some of the grain to the people. Now that Sheng Wanwan had spoken up, Ma Changshan liked the baby even more…
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