Chapter 199 King Dongshan Delivers Food
When Xiao Maowei heard that it was just this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, Yingchun, even if I'm not the one sending it, I will try my best to help you look after it."

Xiao Yingchun smiled but said nothing.

If it weren't Xiao Maowei's job, he wouldn't be able to "watch" even if he wanted to.

Not to mention a sense of responsibility.

Xiao Yingchun wanted to make some extra money for the Fu family army, not to treat them as garbage buckets or scrap collection stations.

The two sides agreed that Xiao Yingchun would call the leader of their slaughterhouse's sales department in front of Xiao Maowei.

The leaders did not expect that the fat meat and pork fat, which were often unsold, would suddenly become popular, and some people actually asked for them specifically.

He was also very happy and immediately agreed to sign the contract.

Xiao Yingchun took the opportunity to ask: Can I let my cousin deliver goods to me specifically in the future?

The head of sales hesitated.

You should know that sales positions are popular in every company.

Even if a front-line worker is transferred to the sales department, the orders for several thousand kilograms of fat meat and pork fat every day are not enough.

However, it would be a pity if the customer gave up the order because we didn’t transfer the personnel.

Sensing the leader's hesitation, Xiao Yingchun cheerfully suggested: "If the leader feels that he is not suitable for sales, it is also okay to let him specialize in delivery."

From a salesperson to a full-time deliveryman...the boss immediately felt relieved.

"That's no problem. Xiao Maowei seems to have a driver's license, right? That's fine..."

As soon as the leader made the final decision, he immediately prepared to call someone over to sign the contract.

Xiao Yingchun smiled and suggested: "Just ask my cousin to bring the contract when he delivers the goods tomorrow, and you don't have to make a special trip."

The leader heard this and said: You haven’t seen the rabbit yet, so you don’t release the eagle? !

I had no choice but to agree.

Xiao Maowei was pleasantly surprised that the matter was settled so easily, and he almost expressed his gratitude profusely.

"Yingchun, I didn't expect you to think so much of me, your brother. I... I..."

Xiao Maowei really didn't know what to say, and looked around anxiously.

Xiao Yingchun found it funny: "You don't have to think too much. Although I haven't interacted with you and uncle much in recent years, I know your feelings."

"I just happen to need this, and you can drive, so you don't have to work in shifts, and you can help me control the quality. This is a win-win situation."

The deal was settled, and Xiao Maowei drove away to say goodbye. Xiao Yingchun then used the space organization system to put the pork fat and fat on the second floor.

Fu Chenan had been waiting there for a while.

Xiao Yingchun pointed to a few large bags and said, "We can't leave these things here. You should take them away and deal with them first. There will be more tomorrow."

Fu Chenan also knew that the soldiers of the Fu family army were in dire need of money, so he immediately agreed to go.

When large bags of pork fat and fatty meat were delivered to the mess camp, the cooks were stunned.

Fu Chenan pointed to the lard that had just been boiled and reminded: "Refine all the fat from the pigs, and then divide it among the five groups to cook some dishes, so that everyone can have some meat."

"As today's reward, I'll cook the oil residue into a dish and give it to the soldiers who won the martial arts competition!"

The soldiers who heard the news were overjoyed: "Yes!"

They have been training quite hard recently and often feel hungry in the middle of the night. If they can win the battle and have some meat, that would be a pleasant surprise!
As the news spread, the entire Fu family army was like they were injected with chicken blood, fighting to the death.

The next morning, Xiao Maowei drove to deliver the goods happily.

Also coming was the slaughterhouse's sales manager.

When the sales director saw that Xiao Yingchun was so young and beautiful, his eyes lit up.

He originally thought that the girl was an old hand as she dared to bargain with him so skillfully on the phone, but when they met in person, she turned out to be a pretty young girl!
He turned around and looked at the honest Xiao Maowei, and asked in disbelief: "Is this your cousin? The one who called yesterday?"

Xiao Maowei nodded repeatedly: "It's my cousin. She was the one who talked to you yesterday."

Xiao Yingchun took the initiative to greet him: "Hello, Minister. I am Xiao Yingchun, Xiao Maowei's sister."

The sales manager nodded, indicating that he believed her, and extended his hand: "Hello, Miss Xiao..." Then they entered the negotiation phase.

Xiao Yingchun read the contract and found no problems, but she requested to add two clauses. The first was about quality. Lymphatic meat, rotten meat, zombie meat...etc. were not allowed.

The second is to let Xiao Maowei deliver the goods every day.

The sales director had already agreed on the phone, so why would he bother with that now? He nodded repeatedly and agreed.

After the contract was signed, Xiao Yingchun promised that the payment for the goods delivered every day would be settled on the spot, which made the sales director even happier.

He was tired of chasing the payment...

When Fu Chenan distributed more than 6,000 kilograms of fat and pork fat to the cooks of each soldier, everyone cheered: "Oh! There is meat to eat..."

"Marshal Fu is still the best! Marshal Fu is thinking about us!"

"That's right. In the old days in the camp outside Beijing, it was considered good if you could see a little bit of oil in the food!"

"Marshal Fu!"

"Marshal Fu!"

"Marshal Fu..."

Looking at everyone's excitement, Fu Chenan couldn't help but grin and reveal a simple smile.

However, Fu Zhonghai received a report: King Dongshan sent several carts of food, which were just outside the camp, and asked Marshal Fu whether he would accept them.

After hearing this, Fu Zhonghai only thought about it for a moment and understood what King Dongshan was thinking.

He sneered: "It's better to refuse the food that's delivered to your door!"

"You guys, go and take over the food."

“Marshal! Many villagers saw the grain carts coming and followed them all the way. They are all watching outside the camp…” The deputy general wanted to persuade them worriedly.

If the people saw that the Fu family army had taken the grain from the King of Dongshan, wouldn't that be like "yellow mud falling into the crotch, it would be shit if it's not shit"! ?
Fu Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "After receiving it, don't bring it into the camp. Send it directly to the surrounding mountain villages and ask the headman to distribute it. Say it is a reward from His Majesty the Emperor."

The deputy general was stunned: Can it be operated like this?!

Fu Zhonghai grinned at the deputy general: "Remember, we must have our soldiers on site to guard the distribution, and we must not let those rich families claim it!"

"Yes!" Although the deputy general did not understand, he obeyed orders and immediately went to make arrangements.

The people of King Dongshan were very happy to see Fu Zhonghai's people accept the food. They stood there and loudly proclaimed, "This is a gift from King Dongshan to Marshal Fu..."

Sure enough, the crowd watching the excitement from afar became agitated when they heard this!
The Fu family army that came to defend the king actually took the rebels' food! ?

Is this an open conspiracy? !
Fu Zhonghai did not allow anyone to refute. He asked his deputy general to make arrangements on the spot. He moved the food to his carriage outside the camp and drove outside.

The soldiers of King Dongshan were dumbfounded: "Hey! Where are you going to get the food?"

The deputy general puffed out his chest and answered loudly: "The people are having a hard time now. They are almost eating tree bark."

"Our Marshal is kind-hearted. On behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, he is sending these carts of food to help the nearby villagers fill their stomachs."

The main theme is "Marshal's charity, I am proud!"

When the onlookers in the distance heard this, they were overjoyed!
They are the villagers around here!

If this food is for the people in the surrounding areas, then they can get it too?!

"Is it really for us?"

"You'll know if you follow me..."

"General, come this way! Come this way! This is the way to our village..."

"This way, this way, our village is here..."

Five horse-drawn carriages carrying five carts of food were divided into five groups and headed for five villages.

The common people who came to watch the excitement followed closely, and followed the grain-delivering carriages to their respective villages with great anticipation...

(End of this chapter)