Pinduoduo connects the past and present; the wildest young commander and his entire army help me bar

late at night.

Yu Yu was woken up by a timed alarm clock.

Startled, I jumped out of bed, turned off the alarm, and checked the time. It was exactly 2:30, half an hour before the agreed delivery time.

She simply threw on a coat and then drove to the warehouse.

The car headlights tore through the night, shooting straight ahead.

Upon arriving at the warehouse, I had just opened the steel gate when I heard the honking of a truck behind me. Turning around, I saw a row of trucks parked in front of the warehouse.

The truck was covered with a tarpaulin and tightly bound with thick ropes.

The headlights blazed on, and a middle-aged man jumped out of the driver's seat of the lead car. He was wearing a leather jacket, had a short beard, and a round, short face. He greeted people with a beaming smile.

This person was none other than Zhang Qiang, the owner of the Pinduoduo military coat store who had come to deliver goods.

"Hello, are you Ms. Yu?"

"I'm."

Mr. Zhang shook hands with her politely and said, "I have delivered 50,000 military overcoats first. You can check the quality after they are unloaded."

"If there are any quality issues, returns and exchanges are welcome at any time!"

"it is good."

"Then you'd better hurry up and unload the cargo."

"to make!"

Zhang Qiang is a typical man of action. He waved his hand, and several workers quickly got off from other vehicles.

Several well-trained people began unloading the cargo.

Yu Yu directed the people to put the items in the designated locations.

He pulled out a utility knife from his pocket, opened a bag, pulled out a military overcoat, and began to inspect it.

From the workmanship to the tightness of the stitching, even the front, back, inside and outside of the garment were thoroughly inspected.

Actually, she didn't have much of a concept of clothing quality, but that didn't stop her from knowing how to check it. After all, these things were meant to keep the soldiers warm during the anti-Japanese war period, so they couldn't be taken lightly.

Only when the soldiers are well-fed and clothed can they have the strength to better fight against the Japanese pirates.

Those damned Japanese pirates killed so many of our compatriots during the war. When she was in history class, she was so agitated that she wished she could travel back in time, carry a submachine gun, and kill a few of those little devils.

At that time, Yu Yu felt a sense of powerlessness across the distance of history.

Now that she has finally been able to contribute to the cause of resisting Japanese pirates, she naturally wants to do her best.

With a "slice" sound, the utility knife cut open the sleeve, revealing the white cotton inside. Only then did Yu Yu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settle down.

"Thank goodness it wasn't made with substandard cotton, otherwise I would have returned it."

Yu Yu was joking.

The shop owner was initially taken aback, but then he realized what was happening and laughed, "Don't worry, our military overcoats are top-notch. Back then, college students were all buying cotton-padded coats, weren't they? I was one of those who survived that era. My shop has almost five-star reviews, and that's no joke."

Yu Yu nodded.

"to make."

"Then I'll transfer the money for these 50,000 military overcoats to you first."

"Okay!"

Mr. Zhang readily agreed.

With a "ding," the payment arrived, making Mr. Zhang beam with joy. "Great! Ms. Yu, I'll take the workers and leave now. If you encounter any quality issues with the clothes, feel free to come back and return or exchange them."

"Don't worry, I will do my best to make this deal a success so that you will give me a good review."

Yu Yu had no objections and watched Mr. Zhang's convoy leave.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't delivered the things she had purchased to the handsome young marshal in the other time and space yet. Not daring to delay, she opened the Pinduoduo interface on her old phone and issued the command directly.

"The purchased rice has been transferred to Qin Lizhi's interface."

She vaguely remembered that the handsome young marshal's name was this.

"Ding! One million catties of rice are being transported to the Republican era in the book..."

"The purchased wheat has been transmitted to Qin Lizhi's interface."

"Received. One million catties of wheat are being transported to the Republic of China era."

"The purchased 350,000 catties of cabbage were transmitted to Qin Lizhi's interface."

"Sending..."

……

After most of the miscellaneous items she had purchased on the Pinduoduo platform had been delivered, she placed her phone on the neatly stacked military coats.

"Transfer 50,000 military overcoats to Qin Lizhi's interface!"

"Received, transmitting..."

Almost immediately after Pinduoduo's mechanical voice ended, the neatly stacked military coats vanished in a flash.

Were they all sucked into another dimension?

Yu Yu was shocked.

She was just trying it out, but it actually came true!

She couldn't help but pick up her phone and stare at the Pinduoduo interface from left to right, pondering for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Finally, he was so tired that he yawned, closed the warehouse door, and drove back to the Yu family's villa.

A dozen bodyguards diligently guarded the villa's entrance, ensuring that the same mistake of being harassed by a scumbag would not happen again.

The security system, worth hundreds of thousands, and the cameras, moving like headless chickens, are silently welcoming the owner home.

Yu Yu returned home and fell into a deep sleep on the soft bed.

There's another tough battle ahead tomorrow!

*

The first rays of dawn!

Thousands of beams of light shot down, illuminating this ravaged mountain town.

It suffered another air raid, leaving many more broken walls and ruins.

The once bustling mountain town is now deserted, and all that can be seen is devastation.

Occasionally, you can see people scavenging for daily necessities among the ruins. Sometimes, they find something and hug it to their arms as if it were a treasure, then walk away happily.

In front of the air-raid shelter, under the cover of lush trees, a large, dark crowd was gathering. These were none other than the refugees who had gathered after hearing that Qin Lizhi was going to distribute porridge.

The refugees were dressed in tattered clothes, but their ragged garments couldn't hide their hungry eyes, which stared greedily at the entrance of the air-raid shelter like wolves and tigers.

After a long wait.

Among the crowd that had been full of expectations, one figure fell straight down.

Someone must have fainted from hunger!

As the old saying goes, a person lives for a breath, and a tree lives for its bark.

Once that breath dissipates, the tension is released.

So after one person fell, one after another fell down amidst the gasps of the crowd!

Sobbing, weeping, and wailing filled the air!

The anger, after fermenting, turned into a lament.

A roar pierced the air.

"When will the food be served? Does the young marshal even have enough food? Can't he see the people starving?"

"People are starving to death!"

"Distribute porridge! Distribute porridge! Quickly distribute porridge!"

"Serve the food! Serve the food! Serve the food quickly!"

Countless voices converged into a sea, deafeningly loud.

Inside the air-raid shelter, Lieutenant Zhang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the small space, wishing he could stomp holes in the ground.

His fist slammed into his palm, and his face scrunched up in pain.

"What should I do?"

"Goddess, please show your power! More than 300,000 soldiers and civilians in this mountain city are all counting on you to save their lives!"