Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

In Qin Biao's camp, the soldiers were eating meat and drinking wine with big mouthfuls.

A bearded man gnawed on the braised pork elbow in his hand and sighed vaguely:

"If you ask me, it's still better to be with the general! We can't even imagine the life we ​​have now.

There's meat every meal and plenty of brown rice. If I were somewhere else, I wouldn't even have enough bran to fill my stomach!"

Someone nearby immediately chimed in, shaking a half-filled pot of liquor in his hand:

"That's right! Take that Huo guy for example. I heard that his soldiers drink broth every day, and they're lucky if they can get a few grains of rice in the soup.

The higher-ups are biased, all the funding goes to us. As for their side? I heard their supply has been cut off for a long time, and they can’t even get enough cotton clothes for the winter!

"Hey, that's the difference in who you hang out with!"

Another soldier added a piece of wood to the fire and said:

“We all carried guns and fought in the war, so why can we live in warm tents and have wine and meat every meal?

What good is General Huo, no matter how capable he is? His men are suffering under him, and their lives are miserable. Sooner or later, they will break up!"

Bai Wanwan sat outside and listened to what these people said.

Qin Biao's personal guard asked, "I heard that the current magistrate of Qingshui County is a five-year-old child?"

"Hahaha... The higher-ups are out of ideas, actually sending a five-year-old to be an official. But it's also a good thing for us. What can a five-year-old accomplish?"

"That's right! We took all her things, what can she do?

It’s true, these wealthy businessmen are really rich. That rice can feed us for several months.”

Qin Biao laughed loudly and said:

"Eat! This meat tastes really good! In a few days, our army can recruit more people, maybe another 20,000 people!

Let’s take it slow, one day…”

"Yes, that old emperor is nothing. We are starving here, and he just sent his two sons here. What's the point?

It can’t solve the people’s immediate problems at all.”

"That's right. If our general becomes the emperor, it will be different. Our future status will also be different."

Bai Wanwan frowned. It was really interesting that these soldiers didn't think about helping the people but instead wanted to be emperors.

Soon everyone inside fainted. Pacifier took action, and the military camp soon became silent, with only the crackling sound of firewood being heard.

Bai Wanwan walked directly into the granary and was shocked. These granaries were built against the mountain, extending upwards layer by layer using the mountain terrain.

The bluestone foundation is deep and solid, and the walls are much thicker than those of ordinary houses, obviously to prevent mountain floods.

After all, it is built on a high place, which avoids flooding in low-lying areas. In addition, with its solid workmanship, the warehouse can remain stable no matter how strong the rain and wind are outside.

The warehouse is even more meticulously designed. The floor is not paved with ordinary soil, but with fired square bricks. Lime is applied in the gaps between the bricks, making it look smooth and moisture-proof.

Rows of pottery jars can be seen everywhere in the corners of walls and under beams. When you lift the lids, you will see that they are filled with dry wood ash and lime, which are specially used to absorb moisture.

The ancients were smart, so the food here was very dry.

Moreover, all the grains were classified, and the first warehouse was filled with refined rice, wheat, and flour.

There is another warehouse further in, with piles of soybeans and mung beans stacked against the wall, and the month of storage is written in red paint on the bags.

The beams are hung with dried bacon, cured duck, and a whole row of pickled fish, and the fishy smell mixed with the salty aroma hits you in the face.

There were even several large jars of pickles stacked in the corner, sealed tightly.

The third warehouse is more like a grocery store, with ceramic jars filled with rapeseed oil and sesame oil, which are fragrant and mellow.

Next to it were bundles of linen and cotton, materials for making winter clothes.

There are also daily necessities such as iron pots, ceramic bowls, lamp oil, etc. Everything is complete, even needles, thread, and hemp ropes are packed in boxes, making them easy to see at a glance.

In the last warehouse, rows of armor were hung on wooden racks, and the armor plates gleamed coldly in the dim light.

Shields, spears, and boxes of arrows were piled up next to it, with the lids of the boxes open, revealing dense arrow feathers.

Bai Wanwan walked around these granaries and couldn't help but secretly praise Qin Biao's abilities in her heart.

The granary is so full and well-maintained, and the coordination alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

She turned to look at her men behind her, frowning slightly. It would not be an easy task to move all these supplies.

Fortunately, there was cheese. With a "whoosh" sound, countless war horses in the army rushed out, thousands of them swarming out.

These war horses were extremely obedient. As long as food was placed on their backs, they would follow the cheese back to the camp.

If it weren't for these war horses, Bai Wanwan would definitely not be able to make it in time.

In one night, all the things were put on the boats. These boats were on the island, and this small island now played a very important role.

Soon, five large ships returned with full cargoes.

Bai Wanwan was very tired and fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.

She fell asleep here, and the military camp immediately exploded. Qin Biao's confidants woke up and were dumbfounded: "Ah... What on earth happened?"

Suddenly, someone from the granary shouted at the top of his voice: "Oh no! Something terrible has happened! Our granary...the granary has been emptied!"

This shout was like a pot of boiling water.

Everyone ran over to take a look, and sure enough, several large granaries were empty.

The food, meat, oil, and armor and weapons that were piled high yesterday were all gone, leaving only some torn sacks and miscellaneous items on the ground.

Lin Rui and his men stood there, all of them dumbfounded, their mouths wide open enough to fit a fist, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Yesterday they gathered together to brag about how powerful their troops were, how their food and clothing were better than others, and that the Huo family army could barely even get soup.

But now, seeing that the granary was so empty that a rat could run in it, everyone was stunned. The smugness on their faces disappeared in an instant, leaving only horror and disbelief.

Qin Biao rushed over after hearing the news, and his face turned pale when he saw this scene.

He stared at the empty granary for a long time, and suddenly with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on the ground in a glaring red color.

The people around him tried to support him, but he pushed them away and shouted, "Investigate! Investigate immediately! Who did this? Dig three feet deep to find out!"

The man in charge of the warhorses trotted over and said, "General... General... something terrible has happened."

Lin Rui asked, "What happened?"

The man who was in charge of the war horses had tears in his eyes: "All of our thousands of war horses are gone."

Qin Biao was so angry that he fainted on the ground. Lin Rui shouted, "Go check it out! It's absolutely impossible to transport so much supplies in one night. Check it out quickly."