Chapter 215: Sending a Dongfeng Transport Truck to the Ancients

He led five thousand troops to garrison the Snow Mountain Iron Mine; because that place was covered in snow year-round and could not grow crops, the army's food and supplies could only be sent from the Northern Frontier Camp, escorted by Wu Da.

Xiao Moting raised his head and looked at Wu Da.

"Wu Da, what is going on with Zhang Zhao's side? Doesn't the Northern Frontier Camp send them supplies every fifteen days? Why does he say the grain and fodder are insufficient?"

Wu Da wore a troubled expression.

"Prince, there are over five thousand troops at the iron mine, and the daily consumption of food and drink is enormous."

"The camp only has ten minivans, and the supplies they can carry are limited; at most, they can only make a delivery every fifteen days."

"Otherwise, there will not be enough fuel."

"I have already considered using warhorses to transport supplies, but one warhorse can only carry four bags of grain, and the round trip takes several days, so the consumption on the road ends up being even greater."

Xiao Moting pondered.

Ten minivans making a supply run required a day and a night, and the gasoline consumed was not insignificant.

Shennü Daren had also said that it was not very easy for her to buy gasoline on her side.

He could not ask her for more.

Wu Da tentatively spoke up, "Prince, why not ask Shennü Daren if there are any larger minivans?"

Xiao Moting picked up paper and a pen to write a letter to Bai Wei.

By now, he had developed the habit of carrying small slips of paper with him, though he still did not know how to use a ballpoint pen, so the pen he used was the brush Bai Wei had sent; it did not need an inkstone or ink, as the pen barrel contained an ink sac, and one could write by unscrewing the cap.

"A larger minivan?"

Bai Wei received the note and could not help but start thinking.

In truth, she had also considered the transportation problem on Xiao Moting's side; if they only used minivans to deliver goods, not only would they deliver fewer items, but it would also consume fuel.

Gasoline was a controlled item in the modern era, and individuals could not purchase it in large quantities; it was not easy for her to buy gasoline, and the gasoline she was currently using was all acquired from the internet at high prices.

"Xiao Moting, how is the construction of the Cement Road in Beijiang coming along?" Bai Wei sent a note over.

Soon, Xiao Moting replied.

"I have asked the craftsmen; it is already finished, and it can be opened to traffic today."

Bai Wei nodded with satisfaction.

As expected, the advantage of the ancient era was that human resources were abundant; Xiao Moting had arranged for over three thousand people to build the road, and with the excavators and other tools she had sent over, a simple Cement Road was completed in just over a month, much faster than she had anticipated.

Although the Cement Road built in Beijiang could not compare to modern highways, it was a qualitative leap in the ancient era!

Bai Wei thought for a moment, then got up and walked outside.

Since the ancient era had built a Cement Road, she had to go buy a vehicle.

In the afternoon, Bai Wei arrived at the city's automobile sales center.

This area was full of car dealerships selling all kinds of vehicles.

Bai Wei walked straight into a Dongfeng dealership.

"Boss, I want to buy a large truck, the kind that can carry a lot of cargo—the more it can carry, the better!"

A salesperson immediately came forward, "We have a Dongfeng Tianlong Box Truck; it is 9.6 meters long, can carry nineteen tons of cargo, and has a 7.5L displacement..."

"Let me take a look."

Bai Wei followed the salesperson to the parking lot behind the shop and spotted the "big guy" truck parked there at a glance.

The bright red box truck had a massive frame and looked exceptionally imposing.

The cargo box behind the cab looked like it could hold a lot.

Bai Wei squinted and sized it up, then spoke decisively.

"This is the one!"

The salesperson was beaming with joy; she had been selling cars for so many years and had never met a buyer as decisive as Bai Wei—from looking at the truck to placing the order, it took less than twenty minutes.

The price of the truck was 410,000, and the dealership had one in stock, so Bai Wei picked it up that afternoon and drove it back to the village.

She drove the truck, but did not go straight back to the village; instead, she detoured to a secluded road behind the Farm.

Bai Wei jumped out of the truck and took out the Jade Pendant.

In truth, she was still unsure; this box truck was too big, and she did not know if she could teleport it over.

But at any rate, she had to try.

"Xiao Moting, find an open space; I am going to send a big guy over."

Bai Wei sent a note first, so that Xiao Moting would be prepared.

Then, she focused her Mental Power, closed her eyes, and silently recited in her heart that she wanted to send the truck over.

A sharp pain surged in her mind.

Sure enough, the larger the vehicle, the more energy it required.

Bai Wei endured the splitting headache and desperately focused her mind.

If the truck could not be sent over, Xiao Moting would only be able to use minivans to deliver supplies; she did not know how many trips it would take to deliver the daily necessities for five thousand people, or how much gasoline would be wasted.

The truck vanished.

Bai Wei was covered in cold sweat and let out a weak breath.

It finally teleported over!

But it had also nearly drained all of her energy; she felt completely exhausted, as if she had run a marathon, and not only was her Mental Power overdrawn, but her limbs were weak.

She feared that after teleporting the truck this time, she would need to rest for a week to recover her overdrawn Mental Power.

Xiao Moting and a group of soldiers were waiting nervously.

Just a moment ago, Shennü Daren said she was going to send a big guy over.

Everyone scattered, terrified of being smashed into pulp by the giant object descending from the sky.

"Boom!"

A massive truck appeared before them.

Everyone was completely stunned, all of them staring up at the truck in unison, unable to say a word.

Xiao Moting had not yet recovered his senses either.

Because this "minivan" was truly too massive, just like a moving bunker!

Qin Zhan came to his senses and couldn't help but mutter in admiration.

"Did I see that right? I only asked Shennü Daren to send a slightly larger minivan, I never expected her to send a house made of iron."

"Is this a vehicle? How much could this hold? You could even use it to transport warhorses."

"What a huge iron vehicle; we could even live inside it without any problems."

The soldiers came to their senses and began to cheer, surrounding the truck to touch and pat it.

Whether in ancient times or modern, men love vehicles, and the soldiers of Beijiang are no exception.

Such a large and imposing truck stirred up all the excitement in everyone's hearts, and their hands were itching to get their hands on it.

"Prince, I want to drive this truck."

"Me too, I beg the Prince to let me test drive it."

"My hands are itching, I want to drive it too."

"You guys drive, I'll ride; riding in such a big iron vehicle will be exhilarating."

Xiao Moting turned his head and asked the soldier beside him.

"When are we sending supplies to General Zhang Zhao?"

"We have to dispatch a vehicle this afternoon to deliver supplies to the Snow Mountain Mine."

Xiao Moting nodded, "Just use this large bread van to deliver them; one vehicle is enough. Compared to ten minivans making back-and-forth trips, this large iron vehicle can save more fuel."

While he was speaking, Bai Wei had already snuck over.

Seeing the soldiers swarming around the truck, touching and looking at it, she felt happy too.

However, hearing Xiao Moting call it a "large bread van," Bai Wei couldn't help but snicker.

As expected, Xiao Moting did not recognize a box truck.