Xie Ting quickly retreated to make arrangements.

Song Zhi walked up to Xin Wanyun and said, "Aunt Xin, don't worry about the people who came today. I will teach them the rules."

Xin Wanyun nodded, "Okay."

More than 30,000 people settled here, living in the westernmost corner.

Because most of these people suffered from frostbite, their mobility was limited and they did not participate in daily drills.

Song Zhi did not prepare the same food for them, but only prepared some filling coarse grains.

At first, when these people saw steamed buns and pancakes, they would stuff them into their mouths like hungry tigers, and they would like to eat three in one go.

But after eating it for a few days, everyone no longer felt hungry all the time and suddenly got tired of it.

By this time, their bodies had almost recovered, and the frostbite was getting better with the treatment of ointment.

I thought that since supplies were scarce in the snowy and icy place, everyone would eat the same thing.

But when they saw the other soldiers' extremely rich meals with a complete combination of meat and vegetables, their defenses were instantly broken.

They felt a huge sense of disappointment, and the steamed buns in their hands tasted like chewing wax.

We are all from the same camp, so why should they only be able to eat dry steamed buns?

The more they thought about it, the more aggrieved they felt, so they went to Huang Bing to complain, saying that they also wanted to eat meat.

When Huang Bing heard about this, he immediately went to find Song Zhi angrily.

"Brothers, we didn't come to you to be treated differently. Why do others eat delicious food while we can only eat coarse flour buns?"

Song Zhi was sitting on a stool flipping through a military book. Compared with Huang Bing's temper, Song Zhi's calmness was in sharp contrast.

"First of all, you came to me because you were starving and freezing to death. You came to me to stay alive. Don't act like you're such a big deal and that I should be grateful to you. What's wrong with the steamed buns? Wasn't it the steamed buns that pulled you back from the brink of death?"

"Secondly, you've been hungry for too long. You need to heal your body first before eating greasy food. I'm only letting you eat dry food for your own good."

Huang Bing still refused to accept the offer. "But it can't just be steamed buns! There should be at least two light side dishes."

"Oh, you picked it."

Song Zhi put down the military book and looked over. "Why didn't you dislike the steamed buns when you were starving a few days ago? Now you're being picky."

"It's not that I'm picky, but we don't accept this kind of discriminatory treatment. Let's just say you were doing this for our own good these past few days. We're almost well now, so you have to treat us all equally from now on. We have to eat what others eat."

"Are you questioning my decision or are you teaching me how to do things?"

There was a dangerous light in Song Zhi's eyes, and he slowly walked towards Huang Bing.

Huang Bing did not take Song Zhi seriously. His superb martial arts skills allowed him to roam freely on the battlefield, and he was confident that a woman could not do anything to him.

He stiffened his neck and said, "Boss Song, I respect you for saving us, so I call you Boss. I also hope you can be more sensible in your actions. Let all the brothers have a good meal tonight."

"Who am I giving orders to? There's no good food. You can eat it if you want."

"Boss Song, are you sure you want to be so cruel? Others are enjoying themselves, and we can only watch. How can you be worthy of being the commander of an army when you treat things so unfairly?"

Huang Bing shouted with a cold face, without a trace of respect in his eyes.

Song Zhi understood that Huang Bing had survived the brink of life and death, and now that he had regained his strength, he began to be dissatisfied with her, a woman's command.

She laughed in anger, her eyes flashing with cold light, "Whether I am qualified to be the head coach or not is not your call."

"Why, I saved your lives, and instead of being grateful, you blame me for not giving you good food and drink?"

"You haven't put in any effort, and you haven't made any contribution, yet you expect to be treated the same as others just by lip service?"

Her voice was sarcastic, and Huang Bing's face suddenly turned embarrassed. Even the soldiers who followed Huang Bing to eavesdrop outside the tent turned pale.

They naturally hoped that Huang Bing could help them gain the same benefits, but they also understood that they had joined in late and had not contributed anything, so it was a bit excessive to suddenly make these demands.

Huang Bing tried to save face, "You need to raise an army for a thousand days and deploy it for a moment. We are not contributing much now, but you will need us sooner or later."

"I dare not use it when you are so angry."

Sometimes, the kinder people are, the more likely they are to take advantage of their kindness. Gratitude gradually turns into taking it for granted, and finally they become more and more demanding and shit on their heads.

Song Zhi looked at me with disdain. "The other soldiers are my men. After they came here, they were all under my command. What about you? You eat my food, drink my water, and live in my house. After I nurse you back to health, you still complain to me. Who would dare to use you? I'm afraid you'll stab me in the back."

Her face turned cold. "I suddenly feel that my temple here is too small to accommodate such great Buddhas as you. Why don't you find better jobs elsewhere? I will consider saving your lives as a good deed and I don't ask for anything in return."

She said it firmly, without a trace of bluffing.

Huang Bing couldn't help but look flustered. He just wanted to come here to stand up for his brothers and get some food, but he didn't want to leave here.

After all, the mountain is now blocked by heavy snow, and leaving here means waiting for death.

His expression was extremely grim. "Letting us go at this time is not forcing us to die."

Song Zhi said coldly, "You have so many things to do. You stayed and complained about the food. When I asked you to leave, you said I was forcing you to die. You have finished your words."

"Boss Song, we are all citizens of Tianqi. Why are you being so aggressive and making things difficult for us?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Huang Bing changed his expression immediately.

Song Zhi stretched out a finger and shook it, "No."

"What's wrong?"

"I saved your lives and took you in, and you said I was being aggressive and making things difficult for you. Then you can just pack up and leave. I won't be aggressive or make things difficult for you anymore."

Song Zhi curled his lips into a smile and made a gesture to see the guest off, "Goodbye, I won't see you off."

"No, Brother Huang, we can't leave here."

"Yeah, why don't you just bow your head and admit your mistake to Boss Song, then we can continue eating steamed buns."

Before Huang Bing could say anything, the people who were eavesdropping outside became furious and couldn't contain their anger.

They knew Huang Bing's temper, and if they didn't remind him at this moment, Huang Bing might really just walk away.

Hearing his brothers' words, Huang Bing turned around in disbelief.

"You want me to apologize to a woman?! Who am I arguing for?"

The group of people outside the tent lowered their heads when asked, "But Boss Song is right. We didn't contribute anything, and we weren't under her direct command. It's normal that we're treated differently from others."

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