C242 Waste

The Wood Workshop was much better than last night. Although it was still a mess, and although the wounded were still lying on the simple wooden board, the space was much larger, and their mental state was much better. There were less miserable moans, and some of them even started to joke with each other.

When Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Ni delivered breakfast to them through the Portal of Space-time, everyone started to boil over. They all took out various bowls and chopsticks and pounced on them, swallowing their saliva, their eyes filled with the light of desire.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. We all have a share, don't worry about being full!" Jiang Ni immediately spread her arms out, stopping the crowd in their tracks.

"What gun are you snatching? Don't you know to take care of the patient?" Yang Delu walked over, looked down at the big pail and plastic bag, and said: "Leave thirty bowls of porridge, fifty steamed buns, and no fried dough sticks. The wounded must eat light ones."

It was obvious that he had a high reputation among the people, and no one questioned him. They all made way for him.

A few Locust Tree Slope soldiers walked over, and following Yang Delu's instructions, they made a bowl of porridge and brought up two steamed buns, giving them to the injured soldiers one by one.

The wounded all had food, and then there were the carpenters and the soldiers. They all looked like evil spirits, each of them carrying a big bowl of water and drinking it in a few sips, and then after that, the fist-sized steamed buns disappeared in two bites, and the fried dough sticks had gathered into three or four pieces and were chewing together.

However, no matter how many people they had, it was not only a cart full of things. After 10 or so minutes, burping sounds could be heard everywhere, there were less people fighting around Jiang Ni, and more people patting their stomachs in satisfaction.

There was still about a third of what was left.

"Fourth Uncle, take it out and give it to them!" Jiang Ni was a little tired, she handed a big iron spoon over to Zhuang Chusi and stretched her back.

"All of you are really living Bodhisattvas that are saving a life by saving a life!" Zhuang Chusi was so touched that his eyes turned red, and together with a few carpenters, he moved the rest of the things outside the Wood Workshop.

There were more than a hundred hungry people waiting outside the gate. In the blink of an eye, the remaining food was all divided up.

"It's not enough, looks like I have to increase the amount tomorrow!" Jiang Ni extended a hand out and said: "Brother Xiao Bai, take out some money?"

It's easy to be a good person, as long as you have money.

Just the large pails and food that Jiang Ni had reserved for him today would cost at least a few thousand. According to this development, the monthly expenses of Portal of Space-time number six must not be less than two hundred thousand.

Fortunately, with such large investments, the output was even more pleasing. The hungry commoners could simply carry a piece of wood around and eat to their heart's content.

"Give me your bank account number. I'll transfer the funds to you!" Jiang Xiaobai still had a few hundred thousand, it was enough to support him for a while.

"Why are you two here again?" Yang Delu suddenly walked over and said: "Girl, there is not enough saline left. There is even a disposable infusion device.

Jiang Ni pouted and said: "You're even pulling a cart, why don't you give me some money?"

"The money should be paid by the film crew!" Yang Delu looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "You aren't handsome director, but you can't continue acting in groups like this. They are really pitiful, because if this goes on, people's lives will be lost!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll definitely pay attention!" Jiang Xiaobai was worried that Yang Delu might be sick, so he quickly agreed and pulled Jiang Ni back to the wood weapon factory.

The hundred thousand yuan was quickly transferred to Jiang Ni's account. Jiang Ni rode on her electric bike and happily went to purchase supplies.

Using his phone to look at the balance on his card, Jiang Xiaobai helplessly shook his head.

One million yuan in cash, with only three hundred thousand or so left. He didn't seem to have done anything earth-shattering.

Although there were currently less than ten thousand people outside the city, nearly half of them were hungry, and just the amount of people helping them was an astronomical figure.

In order to build the Yi Zhou City and develop the business, one also needed the support of funds.

More importantly, it was very likely that his Yi Zhou City would be attacked, recruited, prepared for war, and used to purchase weapons and equipment.

Although he was the Keeper who appointed the Yi Zhou City, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't really just be a person who didn't care about anything and pretend that he didn't know anything, right?

With no other choice, Jiang Xiaobai took out his phone and called Master Bu.

"Mr. Jiang, I was just about to contact you." The Master Bu seemed very excited and said, "I called the expert over. He stayed at Golden Age International last night. Mr. Jiang, let's eat breakfast. Are you coming over, or are we going to pay you a visit later? "

"You guys come over, I'll send you a location." It was better to let them come to the scene anyway, depending on the wood.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaobai leaned on the carved wooden bed, narrowed his eyes and took a nap.

Last night's battle was just too intense. Jiang Xiaobai did not expect Jiang Ni to be even crazier than the Widow Chen in this area.

Compared to a thousand years ago, when the streets were deserted and filled with thin hungry people, this era's Yi County was much more prosperous. Cars, motorcycles, tricycles, and even groups of pedestrians passed by the gates.

Jiang Xiaobai's hearing was especially sharp. He didn't even need to open the door to be able to hear who walked in and what they were saying.

Around 8 AM, a car stopped outside the iron gate, and then the sound of two doors closing could be heard.

"It should be here." Master Bu turned and looked.

"Give him a call." It was the voice of a middle-aged man, seemingly displeased. "This person is too disrespectful. He didn't welcome us last night, and now he wants us to come ourselves. Why aren't we welcoming him when we arrive?"

"An expert naturally has the temper of an expert." Master Bu laughed: "Old Lu, let me remind you one more time, this Jiang Xiaobai is extraordinary, you must not treat him like an ordinary person. "If the item is good, then just state the actual price. If the item isn't good, then you don't need it."

"I was wondering why your Master Bu was so cautious against such a small character from a poor county." That person clearly didn't take it to heart. "I came because of your face. If he doesn't have good stuff, I won't forgive you."

"Don't worry, he'll definitely give you a pleasant surprise!" But Master Bu was full of confidence.

While talking, the iron gate beside the two opened, Jiang Xiaobai appeared in front of them smiling, and said: "Master Bu, you came quickly!"

"Can't I deal with you quickly?" Master Bu immediately extended his hands out and shook Jiang Xiaobai's hands warmly: "Mr. Jiang, let me introduce you, this is Boss Lu from the capital, Tang Manlou. In terms of identifying antique furniture and precious wood, he had … "Eh, Old Lu, Old Lu!"

Master Bu turned around, only to find that Old Lu had already disappeared.

Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind the two of them, "How preposterous! How preposterous! Who did this?! Who did this?! It's such a waste! It's such a waste!"

Right beside the carved wooden bed, Boss Lu stomped his chest and angrily threw all of the blankets on the bed to the ground.

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