Why didn't they take it back after finding out? Han Wenjing immediately thought of the key point: "Young General is still worried about the eldest lady?"
Xing Lie shook his head, his face looking awful, "No, my repeated attempts to compromise with my elder sister were based on the Xing family's concerns, but she and her husband have extended their hands into the military camp, and this is a matter concerning the lives of the 3,000 soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion. I cannot tolerate this."
Lin Pingyu's expression changed, and he looked at Xing Lie: "Major General, what do you mean?"
"Sanhu!" Xing Lie called the deputy general beside him.
Wang Sanhu immediately responded: "I am here."
Xing Lie: "Go and gather a thousand Xing family soldiers to rush to the old government office site in Baixing Town overnight and bring back the grain that Fang Pingshan looted from us from the cellar. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes!" Wang Sanhu took the order and quickly turned around and left.
Since Fang Pingshan came to Huangmo Pass, he has been jumping around like a clown, thinking that he was doing things secretly, but in fact his every move was exposed to everyone. It was just that Xing Lie ignored him before for the sake of Xing Feiyan. Now that he has become even worse, don't blame others for giving him a painful lesson.
Lin Pingyu couldn't help but frown and asked, "It will take at least two days to transport so much food and fodder from Baixing Town to Huangmo Pass. The soldiers have to train every day, so they definitely can't go hungry. The food in the granary now can only last until today at most. Tomorrow's food..."
Xing Lie rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Let the Fire Head Battalion take care of it."
At this time, Wang Da, the manager of the Fire Head Battalion, was still lying on a chair, thinking about how to make tofu. In the blink of an eye, he was called over by the major general's personal guard: "Wang Da, come here."
When Wang Da saw that it was the Major General's personal guard, he couldn't help but stand up immediately with a smile on his face. He took a pancake from the stove and handed it to him: "Brother, why are you here?"
The personal guard had always had a good relationship with Wang Da. After hearing the instructions from the Major General, he could no longer eat. He started to feel annoyed for his brother: "Why are you still eating?"
Wang Da was stunned when he saw that his personal guards had put the pancakes down directly. Usually, he liked the meat pancakes he baked the most.
Now he doesn’t even eat bread, how urgent must things be!
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Brother, don't scare me!" Wang Da was a little anxious.
The guards were relieved to see Wang Da finally in good shape, but they still said what the major general had instructed: "This batch of food and fodder will not arrive at the barracks on time. In the next two days, you must find a way to ensure that all the soldiers in the battalion are well fed according to the previous standards."
Wang Da's eyes went dark. "Brother, are you kidding me? There's not much food left in the granary, and I'm eagerly waiting for it to be delivered tonight. You tell me it won't be delivered and it will take another two days. How can this be possible?"
The personal soldier said: "You think I am right? This is not what the Major General said himself. What can I do?"
"Oh my! How could the food be late?" We had never had the problem of food not being delivered even in the most difficult times before. Now the only food left is only enough for everyone to have dinner tonight. What should we do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Making porridge can hold up for a while, but the Flying Tiger Battalion is composed of the major general's elite troops, and they have always been fed with dry rice and meat vegetables. Otherwise, how could they fight bravely and defeat ten enemies with one?
Even if the personal guard knew the inside story, he couldn't say anything: "Anyway, this is what the Major General said. Brother, think of more ways. I know it's difficult for you, and it's also difficult for the Major General. We are all his subordinates, and we should help him solve his problems."
On one side was the major general, and on the other was his good brother. The personal soldier felt that he was caught between two odds and simply turned around and left immediately.
Only Wang Da was left sitting on the chair, scratching his head and trying to think of a solution.
But how do you think about this?
On the one hand, the food reserves are almost empty, and on the other hand, we have to feed the soldiers. It is hard for him to survive one meal, let alone two days, which means four meals in two days. Even if we kill him, the meat will not be enough!
Different from the miserable atmosphere in the Flying Tiger Camp's fire-head troops, the Lin family workshop became famous in Huangmoguan and Baituo Town in just a few days.
Another light snow fell at Huangmo Pass, and the next morning, the extremely low temperatures caused the ground to freeze. Plants could not be grown on the cleared land, and most of the people who had been reclaiming the land suddenly became idle and had nothing to do.
This feeling of idleness makes them feel at a loss. If they don't work for a day, they won't make any money. Even in the winter in their hometown, when there is no work in the fields, they will go to the town or city to find work. Even if they only earn thirty or fifty cents a day, it is an income.
The people of Huangmoguan originally wanted to go to Baituo Town to look for work, but the neighbor who lived next door to the Lin family workshop saw the two brothers of the Tao family going to the Lin family workshop every day to transport tofu to sell and couldn't help but become interested.
Some smart people wanted to find out whether the Tao brothers could make money in this business. The Tao brothers said that it was very tiring and they only earned hard-earned money.
Some people had given up on this idea, but then they saw the Tao brothers excitedly going to the Lin's workshop every day to pull tofu out to sell. The number of tofu on the cart gradually increased from one layer to two layers, and then to three layers. It looked like they were not just making a little hard-earned money as they said.
So many people went to Lin's workshop to inquire and learned that the quantity of tofu "wholesale" was fifty pieces at a time, and the cost of each piece of tofu was three cents, which means that they could make two cents from each piece of tofu.
Brother Tao Chun could easily earn six hundred coins by selling three hundred pieces of tofu in just half a day. Six hundred coins in half a day, twelve hundred coins in a whole day. What other business could be as profitable as this?
Since the Tao brothers are capable, why can't they do it!
Gradually, more and more people came to pre-order tofu, and the tofu in Lin's workshop was often sold out before noon, causing complaints from those who came later.
The output could not keep up with the sales, so Lin Rui expanded the production. In fact, the method of making tofu is very simple. The only technical content is the braising method. As long as the braising method is firmly controlled by the Lin family, no one else can imitate it.
The brine used is actually brine, which is very simple. For smart people, it is only a matter of time to experiment with it. However, Lin Rui and Douya have already suppressed the profit of tofu to a very low level. Even if another competitor emerges, it may not be able to set the price at such a low level.
The three most tiring jobs in the world are rowing, blacksmithing and making tofu. Tofu is just a small business. Of course, if you monopolize it, the value of this small piece of tofu can indeed skyrocket, but Lin Rui thinks it is unnecessary. He is not a profiteer. People's lives are already difficult these days, so why bother sucking their blood and eating their flesh?
Lin Rui's proposal to expand the scale was approved by everyone in the Lin family, but they strongly opposed recruiting workers.
Cao Er straightened her hair, which had become a little messy from being busy, and said, "Recruiting workers? No need, we can catch up. We are all the owners of the tofu shop here, so we naturally won't pass on such secrets. But if we recruit workers who are not clean or have ulterior motives, it's hard to say!"
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