Time passes quickly, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.

There was nothing big happening here in Qin Zicheng, everything went smoothly.

But now it is winter, but the food in the military camp is obviously not enough.

Song Lun has counted all the food here, and all the food is added up, and it can last until the New Year at most.

But what after the Chinese New Year?

After spring, the crops in the fields began to grow, and they were about to have a good harvest, but it was several months away.

Qin Zicheng had already sent two notes to the top.

But the food has not arrived for a long time, and they have no choice.

The Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated in two months.

October in Yuzhou City is already biting cold wind and dripping water turns into ice.

There is no harvest in the field now, but the food in your hands lasts until the New Year, which makes Qin Zicheng a little uneasy.

"Are you sure that all our food is included?"

"Yes. We have transported the food that Mr. Feng left when he was in the capital several times. If we didn't have this batch of food, we would not be able to bear it for a month."

A good cook cannot cook without rice.

"Is there news about Duan Liu?"

"Not yet, but it should be soon."

Duan Liu is running around and cannot live in one place for a long time.

This time, I brought a large amount of silver notes to other places to collect food.

It has been almost a month since I left, and there was not even a letter.

"Master, Manager Duan is back."

Qin Zicheng was shocked, and hoped that it was good news.

Duan Liu did bring back a lot of food this time, but for tens of thousands of soldiers, it was obviously a drop in the bucket.

"Master, this time, I brought back twenty trucks of food. There are twenty trucks of them. I agreed that I would go and collect them one month later."

"Okay! Twenty cars are a lot."

Duan Liu did not dare to look up at him, "Master, these twenty trucks of grain are not all fine grains."

"Hmm?" Qin Zicheng's face darkened.

"There are ten cars of rice, five cars of sweet potatoes, two cars of flour, and three cars of cornmeal."

When Song Lun heard this, he felt that it was okay, "It's winter now, so it's good to buy these foods. Thank you for your hard work. It's all about food, so it's good to eat it."

Qin Zicheng took a deep breath, "Forget it, the twenty trucks of food in the next may not arrive at any time, so you should make plans early."

"master?"

"From today, the prefect's office will only cook two meals a day." After saying that, Jin Wu called over again, "Take my token and go to the military camp in person. When there is no training, it will also be two meals a day."

“Yes, Master.”

Song Lun also looked helpless.

The master’s arrangement is naturally the best now.

After all, as the chief general, he sets an example, what else can he do?

But after all, there are men in the military camp, and they all eat a lot, just like the cold place today. If they are not allowed to eat enough, they are afraid that the morale of the army will be unstable.

Duan Liu also knew that his job was not satisfactory this time, so he did not dare to go forward any further.

"Master, since we came to Yuzhou City, the leader has only allocated military rations once. Fortunately, these military rations have not been owed, otherwise..."

Qin Zicheng sneered, "They dare to delay food. If they dare to delay military equipment, do you think they are tired of living?"

It is related to the survival of the border. Now the emperor is considered a wise ruler. Who dares to embezzle the army without any hesitation?
Chapter completed!