Chapter 10: Willing to Serve the Lord with My Life~~~

Lin Dao went to KFC and ordered thirty Family Buckets.

He then turned around and went to the supermarket, buying several large barrels of alcohol.

It was the kind in plastic barrels, looking similar to large mineral water bottles.

The price was cheap, large quantity and filling.

Bringing the things back to Yonghe Spacetime, he greeted Sun Dalang to bring a few people in, and they moved the Family Buckets and alcohol to the courtyard.

At this time, a clearing had already been made in the courtyard; a door panel found from who knows where, propped up with stones, was placed on the ground.

Thirty Family Buckets placed together, not yet opened, already filled the courtyard with fragrance.

The women around were all sniffing hard.

The scent of meat made their throats bob.

Sun Dalang placed a Hu bed (horse stool) at the seat of honor.

After Lin Dao sat down, the others then sat on the ground.

"Such cold weather, how can you sit on the ground."

Lin Dao immediately instructed Jin Lian, who was serving at the side, "There are still military greatcoats, right? Give each of them one!"

Jin Lian acknowledged the order, and with the women brought over a dozen military greatcoats.

The men who killed Hu Cavalry, happily wrapped in the thick warm military greatcoats, feeling and pinching them, sat around the door panel.

Clothes in the Modern World aren't worth money.

Old worn ones nobody wants, just throw them away directly.

Here in Yonghe Spacetime, under natural and man-made disasters, almost every household is poor; clothes are important assets.

Even some families have only one set of clothes to go out in; whoever goes out wears it.

The Lord is generous and open-handed in giving; such brand-new warm fur coats given away just like that, the men are all endlessly grateful.

The Family Buckets on the door panel were opened.

Thirty portions of Original Recipe chicken, spicy chicken wings, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and Pepsi-Cola, placed packed full.

Everyone watched with rapid breathing, throats moving.

What they eat daily is Qiu Mi Fan mixed with large amounts of sand, sawdust, and wood chips, and still not enough to eat full.

As for meat, the nearby forests have all been cut clean; where would there be meat to hunt.

What Tiger Head Mountain producing a million jin of meat, even digging up all the earthworms underground wouldn't be enough.

The number of wild animals has an environmental carrying capacity limit.

Quite a few people in the courtyard haven't smelled meat for months.

"Don't be polite, everyone."

Lin Dao twisted open the plastic barrel alcohol lid, signaled a few women to come over, pour alcohol for everyone.

"Eat to your heart's content!"

Eating manners?

Nonexistent!

These men have deeply tasted the suffering of famine; seeing meat, where would they still have any eating manners to speak of.

From Lin Dao's angle looking over, it really was grab and stuff into mouths.

He personally witnessed, those teeth went crack crack, chewing bones into pieces and swallowing them down.

Spit out bones?

Treat yourself as the Emperor, that wasteful!

Haven't eaten potatoes, no matter, as long as it's edible, pick up mashed potatoes and stuff into mouth.

Corn is the same.

Never seen, never eaten, doesn't matter; can chew and swallow down is fine.

Even corn cobs are chewed to bits and swallowed down.

The only one not too popular is Pepsi-Cola.

Quite a few men expressed it's sour; could this water have gone bad?

The most liked, naturally, is high-proof baijiu.

Holding wooden bowls, directly one mouthful one bowl of alcohol, then tilting heads back 'Roar~~~'

This era doesn't have high-proof alcohol.

Men drinking so heroically like this, by tomorrow when they get up, each and every one will have splitting headaches.

Lin Dao didn't eat anymore.

He felt he might have bought too little.

These men eating are all like wind sweeping away remnant clouds, hating they couldn't even eat the packaging boxes.

Don't look at this fast food; in the Modern World it was called junk food.

But actually it contains large amounts of fat, high-quality protein, salt, starch, and sugar, etc.

Not only delicious, but also provides large amounts of heat/calories.

The women around, watching with greedy eyes and hot hearts.

Yet all stay honest and proper, no one dares make excessive demands.

Family has food, of course let the men eat full and eat well first.

Men eat full, then can work to support family, then have strength to protect them!

In less than an incense stick's time, everyone already truly in the real sense had their fill of wine and food.

Led by Sun Dalang, the men who ate and drank their fill, faces red ears red, bowed deeply to Lin Dao.

"Willing to die for my Lord!!!"

In just a few days, Lin Dao's courtyard gate was once again surrounded by people.

Those who had entered Lin Dao's service carried refined rice back home on their shoulders, and wore warm fur coats on their bodies.

Their families, within the walled settlements, were positively radiant with pride.

Envy — everyone has it.

It's just killing Hu cavalry, I can do that too!

As the news spread to the various nearby walled settlements, countless starving people, eyes red, went out searching for traces of Hu cavalry.

Compared to starving to death, what is a desperate fight!

Modern World.

"Boss Lin, pleasant cooperation."

The logistics park property staff, smiling, gestured toward the huge warehouse beside them: "Starting today, the usage rights to this warehouse for the coming year belong to your esteemed company."

Lin Dao smiled and reached out his hand: "Pleasant cooperation."

Next, he was going to make a big move.

If he continued using his previous company's warehouse as cover, trouble would gradually increase.

Since that was the case, he simply rented a warehouse under his own new company's name.

The location was very close, right next to the warehouse where he worked, convenient for him to do his work.

With a company name, work efficiency was just different.

Like now when he bought grain, he no longer needed to ride a tricycle himself to run to the Nongmao Market.

Placing an order under the company name, the supplier would arrange vehicles to transport it to the warehouse.

Moreover, the purchase quantity was no longer dozens of bags of rice, but measured in tons.

Having seen off the property people, Lin Dao walked into the empty warehouse and strolled around.

"My career is finally about to take off."

Returning to the duty room, as Lin Dao placed orders, a thought came to mind.

"If they only eat refined rice, it seems easy to get beriberi."

He took out his phone, went online to check, and sure enough it was so.

"Lack of Vitamin B1"

"Can ingest beans, grains, meat, vegetables and fruits."

"Buy flour to make steamed buns."

"The stick people's national dish, large quantity and cheap."

"As for meat, where to buy 1982 frozen pork?"

"Fruit."

Without a doubt, Lin Dao was a qualified supplier.

Not only providing supplies, but also thoughtfully considering the customers' nutritional balance, scientifically matched.

Actually, he was overthinking this.

On the Yonghe Spacetime side, refined rice was a superior thing only Nobles had the qualifications to eat.

Here in the Beggar Army, common military households and civilian households still mainly ate large amounts of qiu mi fan mixed with all kinds of杂物.

The refined rice Lin Dao transported over, the common people basically didn't get a turn to eat it.

Besides grain, there were also combat supplies.

Bows, crossbows, and firearms — don't even think about it; he could only find a way with swords, spears, blades, halberds, and armor.

These things in the online mall, their appearance was beautifully messy.

Dazzling luster and exquisite patterns, looking like one piece of artwork after another.

Lin Dao watched with hot blood boiling, and immediately placed an order.

Over the following days, the things he ordered arrived in succession.

On the grain side, besides refined rice as the staple, he also ordered large quantities of refined flour and corn.

Vegetables were mainly Chinese cabbage, plus some potatoes that could serve as both grain and vegetable.

Meat was mainly frozen pork, buying several sides to improve life for his own people.

On the fruit side, due to preservation difficulty, he only bought a few cases of apples as a token gesture.

What truly satisfied Lin Dao were those exquisitely crafted weapons and armor, whose appearance could be called magnificently beautiful.

They were really too beautiful.

"Next is the transportation problem."

The bulk of the goods was still tons of grain, all brought to the warehouse by heavy trucks.

And his tricycle had a load capacity of only one and a half tons.

If he really relied on the tricycle to transfer goods, it could work him to death.

"I was muddle-headed too."

Lin Dao slapped his thigh: "Let the buyers transport it themselves!"

After so many rounds of transmigration back and forth, Lin Dao had a sufficient understanding of his own cargo-carrying capacity.

His cargo volume each time was constantly growing.

Now, one trip could carry away over a hundred tons of supplies.

If he transmigrated back and forth continuously several times, dizziness and nausea would appear, requiring rest.

Before, he always delivered to their door, which only made the tricycle's carrying capacity seem insufficient.

With his thoughts connected, he could transport the supplies directly to the wilderness outside the settlement, letting the Relief Army people carry them themselves.

This way, this little trouble was easily solved.

Lin Dao walked into the grain pile.

The next moment, under the control of his will, all supplies within a certain range centered on him disappeared along with him.

When renting this warehouse, Lin Dao had specifically requested the property management to remove all the surveillance cameras, saying he wanted to reinstall them himself.

For such a small matter, the property management naturally said nothing more and just did as told.

This way, there was no need to worry about surveillance issues.

Yonghe Spacetime.

Guangzong County, Shangbai Cang Ye.

After transmigrating back and forth several times to transport goods, Lin Dao, with his vision darkening, sat on a sack of grain catching his breath.

After resting for a while, Lin Dao recovered his strength.

He glanced at the various supplies piled up like mountains, amounting to several hundred tons.

He mounted the tricycle and headed straight for the settlement.

"Brother Zi Hou, you're finally back~~~"

Qin Lang, who had been patrolling and waiting outside the settlement every day upon receiving orders, heard the familiar puttering of the tricycle and rode his horse over to welcome him.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Dao stopped the vehicle and said with a smile, "Worried that I'd boast big words and never return?"

These words struck Qin Lang's heart, making him quite embarrassed.

"Nothing of the sort," Qin Lang waved his hands repeatedly, "We all trust Brother Zi Hou."

He hurriedly changed the subject, looking at the empty tricycle, "Brother Zi Hou, where is this batch of grain?"

In the past, when Lin Dao came, the mechanical beasts carried sacks full of grain on their backs.

This time there was nothing at all, which made Qin Lang anxious.

He was truly afraid, afraid that Lin Dao could no longer produce grain.

If this supplier could not produce grain, then the Relief Army of Shangbai would either starve to death or accept the humiliating conditions of that demon king Shi Hu to survive.

"What are you panicking about?"

Lin Dao saw through his thoughts, "There are too many things; I can't bring them all at once. They're just a few miles away."

"Wonderful," Qin Lang rejoiced, "Brother Zi Hou's great favor will be unforgettable by all in the Relief Army."

"Let's go transport grain now~~~"

"No," Lin Dao shook his head bluntly, "This batch of goods is too much; we need enough manpower to transport them."

"Also, settle the payment on the spot."

The income Lin Dao had previously gained from selling gold bars had almost all been spent.

This batch of incoming goods was too large; he had only paid the deposit before.

He needed to recover funds as soon as possible to pay the final payment.

As a spacetime merchant, if he couldn't even pay for the goods, that would be too embarrassing~~~

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Deeply grateful, thank you~~~

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