I Became a Sugar Mama to an Ancient General during a Famine! - Chapter 27 Part 1

Ye Mumu didn’t answer. She quickly logged off, watered the vase, and went to rest.

The next day, upon waking, she found numerous missed calls on her phone.

She swiftly got up, freshened up briefly, and drove to the warehouse with the vase.

The rice merchant, the textile factory’s sales director, and the warehouse keeper were waiting to settle accounts.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the warehouse.

After checking the rice merchant’s goods, she paid the final balance.

Before leaving, the merchant asked, “Do you need more food?”

She replied, “Yes, keep bringing rice!”

“Then it’s settled!”

Five large trucks of flood relief supplies, including a hundred thousand catties of grain, cost over 100,000 yuan in total.

She settled the balance with the textile factory’s sales director.

Before leaving, the director asked, “Do you need sewing machines? The old foot-powered kind? A client’s garment factory has a batch discarded over ten years ago. They’re cheap—100 yuan each. There are also over ten boxes of special sewing machine needles, all for just 20,000 yuan.”

Ye Mumu handed him 25,000 yuan on the spot.

“Please have the boss transport them over. The extra is for your trouble.”

The sales director left happily.

Ye Mumu told Uncle Yang to go back first, saying she’d watch the warehouse in the afternoon.

Trucks came to unload goods at the warehouse daily, but none left with anything.

Fearing suspicion, she arranged for a large truck to transport flood relief supplies to the disaster area.

She called a familiar truck driver, asking him to come to the warehouse.

The driver, surnamed Huang, was called Master Huang by Ye Mumu.

Seeing the abundance of goods in Ye Mumu’s warehouse, Master Huang couldn’t stop smiling.

“Miss Ye, should I call a few more brothers to help?”

Ye Mumu declined, “No need. The city’s melon farmers called about collecting watermelons from the neighboring city. I’m too busy to go, so I need to find a few trucks to gather and transport them here.”

“Alright, I’ll call them right away.”

Ye Mumu nodded, “Tell them to pay close attention to the goods. White flesh, no rotten ones. I’ll give each an extra 800 yuan as a procurement fee.”

“If the melons aren’t good, there won’t be a fee,” she added firmly.

Master Huang quickly agreed, “I’ll have them record everything on video. We won’t deceive you.”

After sending Master Huang off, Ye Mumu wrote a note to Zhan Chengyin.

“Three hundred thousand catties of grain have arrived. Is the warehouse ready?”

Zhan Chengyin replied, “Ready. The grain is already in the warehouse.”

The warehouse was the Zhan family army’s military supply depot.

Zhan Chengyin had expanded it several times over.

As bags of rice and flour were unloaded into the warehouse, the soldiers were still amazed by the sheer quantity.

Three million catties—truly an enormous amount!

It was almost filling up the warehouse…

Seeing all this grain, everyone was overwhelmed with excitement.

The Zhan family army finally had food!

For the next four months, no one would go hungry.

The god never went back on her word.

Since knowing the god, things had gradually improved for them. Not only did they have water and food, but even luck seemed to be on their side.

After extreme difficulties comes peace and prosperity; everything was becoming smooth sailing.

Even General Xu Huai, to whom they had sent distress signals for reinforcements, took the initiative to contact them today.

This old fellow had somehow learned that Zhenguan had grain and was now offering to lend troops for the defense of Zhen Guan.

His condition for lending troops was two million catties of grain!

He also wanted them to provide tools for blasting mountains.

Chen Wu suspected that the old man had placed spies in the army.

Previously, when they asked to borrow troops, he ignored them.

Now that he knew Zhen Guan had grain, he sent two secret reports early in the morning.

How did he have the nerve to come begging for food!

That wasn’t all. The young emperor, who had always insisted they hold Zhen Guan firmly, also sent a secret report.

He ordered them to guard the grain well.

They absolutely must not let the barbarians steal it.

Pah~

The 200,000-strong army of the Zhan family, which had suffered 20,000 casualties, was still ordered to defend itself to the death.

Now that they knew they had grain, he actually told them to protect the grain, regardless of whether the city falls or not.

Although everyone was happy to have grain, they felt uneasy about how quickly the emperor had found out.

This secret report might not have been sent by the young emperor himself.

It was probably someone under Prime Minister Su, overstepping their authority, issuing false orders.

Besides demanding grain and water, Xu Huai also provided them with a piece of news.

The six countries were experiencing severe drought. The south hadn’t seen rain for months, temperatures were soaring, and fields were cracking.