The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

Recalling the incredible corn harvest some time ago, the old man still feels like he is in a dream.

In his long life, even including the time experienced by his father and grandfather's generation, they had never witnessed such an amazing harvest.

The corn plants growing on acres of land have cobs that are so large and plump, their heavy weight is amazing.

After hard work, the harvest results were beyond imagination. More than 1,000 kilograms of corn kernels could be harvested per acre of land!

You know, in the past, even in a bumper year, the yield of one acre of land would be at most two or three hundred kilograms.

Such a huge difference is hard to even imagine!

Seeing this, Zhang Ye on the side couldn't help but laugh along.

Behind his smile, he hid a deep sense of satisfaction and an indescribable joy in his heart.

Only at this moment, when he witnessed with his own eyes the earth-shaking changes that had taken place on this land, did he deeply realize how wise and correct his decision to launch a surprise attack on Donglu was.

If it weren't for his rule, I'm afraid that today's Dong Lu would still be stuck in the tragic situation where people starve to death every year and cannot extricate themselves.

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Four hours later, night slowly descended like a huge black curtain.

At this moment, the warm carriage was still bustling with people and lively scenes.

Although heavy snow was falling outside the window, it could not stop the excitement in everyone's hearts, and their expectations and longings for a better future.

Zhang Ye, who had been hungry for a long time, finally couldn't help but reach out and touch his rumbling belly. He turned his head and looked at Lu Shan who was sitting next to him and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

Hearing this, Lu Shan nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, what would you like to eat? I'll arrange for the dining car to prepare it immediately!"

After saying this, he pretended to get up and send someone to notify the kitchen.

The trip was too hasty, so they didn't bring too much luggage.

In the past, when traveling by special train, the train was equipped with more than a dozen skilled chefs who were responsible for taking care of the Marshal's three meals a day and various dietary needs.

"Anything is fine, as long as it can fill my stomach. Just have a bite." Zhang Ye said as he supported himself with his hands on the slightly worn small table in front of him and slowly stood up.

Sitting in one position for a long time made him feel stiff all over, especially his buttocks, which felt numb as if he had lost all feeling.

At this time, the old man who had been sitting opposite them in silence saw them stand up and mistakenly thought that the group was about to reach their destination and prepare to get off the bus.

So he quickly stood up and moved towards the aisle to make room for others.

"Uncle, are you hungry? How about we go get something to eat together?" Zhang Ye invited the old man enthusiastically.

"I'm not hungry, thank you for your kindness. I brought my own dry food!" The old man waved his hand quickly with a simple smile on his face.

Then, he carefully took out an object tightly wrapped in white coarse cloth from his arms, slowly opened a corner, and found a few fragrant pancakes inside.

The old man picked up a pancake, took a bite, chewed it contentedly, and muttered, "This is good. One bite will last me until I get home. I can eat something better then."

"Okay, since you have some dry food, let's go eat first. You can just sit here and rest." Zhang Ye said with a smile, and didn't say anything else. After all, everyone has their own habits and choices.

Zhang Ye is very different now than before.

Due to his many public speeches in newspapers, his face gradually became known to the public.

When no one cared about him, he could just hang out among the crowd and eat his dry food without any worries.

But the situation is different now. If you go out without wearing a mask, you will probably be recognized by passers-by within a few minutes. If it causes some unnecessary trouble, it will really not be worth it.

Therefore, every time he goes out, Zhang Ye is extremely cautious.

Zhang Ye struggled to move forward through the bustling and crowded crowd.

He dodged left and right, and from time to time he had to turn sideways to avoid those who were in a hurry or standing still.

After great effort, he finally squeezed out a passage and approached the dining car in the middle of the train step by step.

After finally arriving at the destination, Zhang Ye found that it was completely different from the passenger compartment.

Compared to the crowded and noisy passenger carriage, the dining car is particularly quiet and spacious.

In the huge space, there are only a few tables of guests dining. The place that should have been full of the atmosphere of life now seems a bit deserted, and even makes people feel that it lacks a bit of vitality.

Zhang Ye found an empty seat and sat down. He saw Lu Shan beside him waving impatiently to the train attendant not far away and shouting, "Little brother, come over and order!"

Hearing the call, the waiter walked over quickly with a smile.

At this time, they were already starving, and the fear they had experienced along the way had drained them of all their energy.

If Zhang Ye hadn't been traveling with them, based on their usual behavior, they would never have chosen to take this ordinary train to travel.

"Hello, sir, please take a look at what you would like to eat?" The waiter walked to the table, took out a beautifully prepared menu from his hand with a friendly attitude, and gently handed it to them.

This was Zhang Yeping's first time dining in a dining car. He took the menu with curiosity and then opened the first page with great interest.

However, the moment he saw the prices of the dishes above, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that there were almost no diners in this dining car. It turned out that this was the problem!

Damn, the prices here are comparable to those in mid- to high-end restaurants in Shanghai.

An ordinary steamed bun costs ten cents, which is enough to buy five in Qizhou.

It’s not easy for everyone to earn a little money. With prices five times higher, who can afford to eat here?