Prince Fusu quickly walked up to the city wall and tightened his belt secretly.
Just then Meng Tian came over and asked, "Sir, why are you here?"
Prince Fusu handed him the neatly folded white paper in his sleeve.
After reading what was written on the paper, Meng Tian laughed a few times, "Sir, the immortal has agreed to the deal!"
"Let's go. I'll move the mirror to the warehouse myself."
Prince Fusu was also happy, but he was more worried about the future. "General Meng, it's just that the immortal wants something..."
As a person who had experienced this, Meng Tian comforted him, "Sir, no matter what the immortal wants, as long as it does not endanger the Qin Dynasty, we will do our best."
"General Meng said..."
When Meng Tian personally moved the magic mirror to the granary, Lu Jingzhou also delivered the grain.
"Brother, how many bags of food are there in total?"
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Lu Jingzhou did a quick calculation and had an approximate number in his mind. "The backlog of rice is about 2.6 million kilograms. These are all packed in 50-kilogram bags, so it's about 50,000 bags."
"According to your request, all the husks have been removed by machines. As brothers and sisters, we will not calculate the price of a bag of rice, but the price of paddy."
Hearing this, Li Rongrong thought about it in her heart.
2.5 million jin. In the Qin Dynasty, one dan was 200 jin, which means it is about 13,000 dan.
Moreover, the rice has already been husked, so the Qin Dynasty does not need to husk it again. What they receive is pure white rice, which is still very cost-effective.
"Junior Sister, how are you going to transport so much food?"
Li Rongrong nodded, very satisfied with the quantity of food.
Then he took out another card and handed it to Lu Jingzhou, "I'll find a reliable team to transport it when the time comes."
Seeing that his junior sister really had connections, Lu Jingzhou felt relieved.
After receiving the deposit card for the balance, he went straight to the bank to repay the money without any delay.
As soon as Lu Jingzhou left, Li Rongrong clapped her hands, put on gloves and started working.
There was so much grain stored in the warehouse, and if she asked someone to move the mirror over there, people would be suspicious no matter how she looked at it.
She had no choice but to move the mirror to the warehouse herself.
This mirror looks big, but it is actually not heavy.
"Don't swallow it all, leave some for me to hide from others!"
Then, 90 percent of the food in the warehouse disappeared right in front of her, and only a small piece of food was left.
Li Rongrong then called a fleet of vehicles to come and transport the remaining items away.
In order not to arouse suspicion, she actually found a small mountainous area that had just been hit by a flood.
There are only a dozen households in that mountainous area.
The remaining food is just enough to transport it over.
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"The mirror is moving!"
Just as Meng Tian moved the mirror halfway, it suddenly began to shake violently.
Then, bags came out of the mirror one after another, one bag... two bags...
I vomited for a whole hour!
The soldiers who witnessed this scene shouted excitedly: "This is... This is food!"
"So much rice, so much of it has been husked!"
"The white rice, this... this is a miracle!"
The soldier in charge of the grain burst into tears, "General, we've counted it, and the total is... 13,000 shi!"
Meng Tian couldn't believe his ears, "How much?"
Prince Fusu ignored his usual gentlemanly manners and trotted straight to the soldier, asking uncertainly, "How much did you say?"
Not only Prince Fusu was surprised, everyone present was so shocked by the number that they were speechless.
You know, although there were 20 million people in the Qin Dynasty, several million of them were doing forced labor.
There are also elderly people, women and children, the non-labor force population.
Therefore, under normal harvest conditions in the Qin Dynasty, the country only produced more than 5,000 shi of grain a year!
And the food here is more than the Qin Dynasty’s two-year storage!
A full thirteen thousand stones!
Prince Fusu looked at the pile of rice, his clenched hands finally loosened, and he knelt down in front of the mirror and bowed, "Thank you, immortal, for the food!"
The old Qin army is saved!
Everyone knelt down spontaneously and bowed in front of the mirror.
This is 13,000 shi of grain, which is more than enough for them to eat for a long time!
A worker who was so hungry that his bones were showing suddenly burst into tears, "With this food, my daughter won't have to be given away!"
As the general in charge of everything, Meng Tian was excited and made a decision with a wave of his hand, "From now on, the army will resume having two meals a day! As long as we are Qin people, we will never be treated unfairly!"
As everyone cheered, several soldiers looked at each other and asked, "Then... General, I... I am originally from Zhao..."
Before the soldier could finish his words, he was interrupted by Prince Fusu's voice, "Now that the world is unified, where is the Zhao State? We are all the common people of the Qin State. There are only Qin people!"
"My Lord, you are right. As long as we are on the land of Great Qin, we are all the people of Great Qin!"
The soldiers present also echoed loudly, "Yes, brothers have been fighting on the battlefield for so long, we have long regarded everyone as brothers, we are all old Qin soldiers, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Seeing this, the soldier who was originally from Zhao also shouted with red eyes: "Brave Qin, let us face the national crisis together!"
"Who says I have no clothes? I will share my clothes with you!"
At this moment, unity and integration became concrete.
We treat each other sincerely, without any distinction between you and me.
The Chinese nation also embraces and integrates little by little in this way.
"You guys go put all this food in the granary. Zhang Han and his men will keep a close watch on it!"
"only!"
After giving the order, Meng Tian and Prince Fusu carried the mirror back to the house.
After hesitating for a moment, Prince Fusu decided to ask Meng Tian for advice.
"General Meng, has father sent any news about what happened at the border?"
Meng Tian naturally knew that Prince Fusu was still feeling resentful about being sent to the frontier.
As an elder, he could not help but enlighten him, "Sir, although His Majesty is guarding Xianyang City, the letter he received some time ago also mentioned you several times."
"But...Father..."
Thinking of Qin Shihuang's back as he angrily threw the memorial away and left, a trace of loss flashed in Prince Fusu's eyes.
"Your Majesty has a reason for letting you come to the border. Isn't it great for you now?"
Prince Fusu did not respond and remained silent.
Meng Tian didn't want to say anything more, so he sighed, put down the mirror and left.
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There was a knock on the door from outside.
Li Rongrong got up, opened the door, and brought in two piles of lunch boxes.
A pile of lunch boxes was placed on the table, and another pile of lunch boxes was stuffed into the mirror.
On the other side, Prince Fusu, who was reading by candlelight at night, was unexpectedly fed a pile of lunch boxes.
He placed the lunch box on the table and opened it slowly.
The fragrance hits you instantly.
It’s food, food from immortals!
“Gurgle…”
My stomach, which hadn't eaten for a day, was instantly aroused by my appetite.
It turns out that the immortal knows everything.
Yes, he is an immortal, so he naturally knows everything.
Thinking of the belt that could no longer be tightened, Prince Fusu finally compromised with the food.
Anyway, we don’t have to worry about food now.
A pile of lunch boxes not only contains five or six dishes, but also five or six servings of rice.
Prince Fusu only took one portion of vegetables and one portion of rice, and sent the rest of the food to be distributed to the meritorious soldiers.
After each soldier took a bite, they were shocked by the taste of the fairy food.
They wished they could swallow their tongues as well.
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After finishing her lunch box, Li Rongrong ignored the movement of the mirror and just started eating.
Because I was afraid that ordering too many dishes would arouse suspicion in the cafeteria, I ordered takeout from a few restaurants.
The takeaways from these restaurants all use recipes passed down from generation to generation from the royal chefs, and are delicious and fragrant.
She was eating happily when she suddenly heard a few "bang" sounds.
The familiar wooden box was spat out by the mirror.
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