Bai Yamei shook her head and said, "Butler Gan, go first! The general ordered me to kneel here. Without his order, I would not get up even if I kneel down and die here."

Gan Mao persuaded him a few words, but Bai Yamei just couldn't get up. Finally, she could only sigh helplessly and said, "What a stubborn girl."

After saying that, he left helplessly. It would be impossible not to leave! In order to show the traditional virtue of saving food and grass by example, he has not had enough food for a long time. Now he has finally had a chance to eat something special. If he is eaten up by some guys because he is late, he will be afraid that he will be heartbroken and unable to sleep when he sleeps.

Gan Mao became more and more anxious the more he thought about it. His leisurely pace became rapid, and then he started jogging. He seemed to see a lot of delicious food on the table, disappearing quickly from the mouths of a group of laughing strong men, until no, his breathing became more rapid, and he rushed into the camp like a sprint, the only tent.

At this time, more than a dozen people were sitting cross-legged. The person sitting first was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and the ones who were taking action were all burly men in their twenties. But at this time, the burly men looked at the boy with anticipation, as if they were about to listen to something.

The leader was Mochen, and there were several rows of small tables in his left and right positions. The camp leader sat cross-legged, and the tables were filled with wine and meat. Mochen saw Gan Mao rushing in and smiled and said, "Butler Gan, what's going on to make you so hurry!"

Meng Ceng smiled and joked, "What else can there be a big deal? I'm afraid we've eaten all the food, so hurry up and come over. General, you don't know. When Brother Monkey told us just now, when the general set up a celebration banquet, Housekeeper Gan almost burst into tears as if he had been stolen from his wife."

Meng Chuan talked about it, and suddenly everyone in the tent burst into laughter.

He was very upset about this delicious and stingy fat man! When he asked for something, he always had to wear his mouth out of his mouth. He didn't know how many words he said, so he picked it out bit by bit from this guy's hand. It was rare to have the chance to joke with Gan Mao, and of course he was very happy.

Gan Mao smiled a little embarrassedly, but when everyone was looking at the table full of food, it was not

He swallowed his saliva and his stomach kept rumbling, but he still muttered a little heartbroken: "So much barbecue and wine! Can you finish eating it? Isn't it a waste to eat it? This... this wine is a good thing! I might be able to use it in the future, and this..."

Mochen was also a little surprised. What made a foodie so frugal? Is this the charm of responsibility that can change a foodie's desire to rationally suppress food?

Seeing that the little eyes kept scanning the food on the table, swallowing saliva, but with a heartache on his face, Mochen muttered Gan Mao somewhere, Mochen said with some amused: "Okay, we spent a lot of food and grass in Zhao State, and there were a lot of robbery in Zhao State. We couldn't eat much of this meal. Look at your unpromising appearance. This time, the food and grass that the Huns plundered from Zhao State are basically here. After the celebration banquet, you can go and get it. By the way, many people have been saved this time. In addition, the logistics department will be established in the future. You can be the minister! The women rescued this time will be led by you. As for this guard! Each battalion will draw five soldiers."

When Gan Mao heard that there were food and supplies to account, and there were more people fighting, he immediately smiled. During this period, he was worried and wanted to split himself in half. There were multiple helpers, and now he finally got helpers, so he could be unhappy.

"Thank you, General, thank you."

Looking at Gan Mao who was smiling like a flower, the battalion captains immediately stopped doing it. They had no objection to whether Gan Mao was the logistics minister. Moreover, although there was no order before, Mochen had already handed over the material to Gan Mao for management. This was already a matter of nailing on the board, and now it was just a formal order. But the matter of drawing five soldiers is related to them. You must know that every soldier is their treasure, and drawing soldiers is simply cutting off their bodies!

Erniu stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I don't agree. These soldiers were brought out by us with great effort. Each of them was our hard work. Now this Gan Fatty Man wants to pick peaches. I... I don't agree."

Mochen glanced at Erniu, then glanced at the others, and said, "You are not convinced either?"

"I dare not!" The other battalion captains responded with fists, but the face that seemed to have eaten bitter gourd did not look like they were convinced.

Mochen snorted coldly and said, "Look at your promising prospects, you will be so sad that you will be the one who draws five soldiers. Tell you, we are a whole, how big is this food and grass? You are not unaware of it. If you don't look for soldiers who have experienced the baptism of war, who will guard it? Is it relying on those thousand women or me to guard it? This food and grass is the top priority. If anything happens, you will all drink the northwest wind! Tell you, no matter whether you are really obedient or fake, my orders must be strictly implemented."

This time Mochen rarely became a domineering president for a while and did not give anyone room to discuss.

When the others saw Mochen getting angry, they dared to talk too much, and there was one kneeling in the back camp! Even Erniu shrank his neck and did not dare to say too much. Although Fat Tiger was a little reluctant to give up his camp team to draw personnel at the beginning, when he saw Erniu being scolded, he had to secretly enjoy himself and felt glad for himself, glad that he was not the first to stand up, otherwise he would be the one who was scolded.

Mochen saw the dejected battalion captains, his face slowed down and said, "The other battalions selected personnel from this young and strong man, and added 500 people to one battalion."

Mochen knocked on these guys and gave them a sweet date. After hearing that there were soldiers, the battalion captains all showed satisfied smiles, but when they saw Gan Mao on the side, they had no good face. The elite he had worked hard to bring was asked by a stingy guy. No one would have a good face to him.

Gan Mao was still good at getting a bargain and kept toasting and praising others at the banquet, which made others look a little relieved.

Everyone had a great time drinking and had a happy meal, especially Xiong Daxiong Er, Gan Mao and Fat Hu, who were simply swallowing the food, as if they had never eaten anything. After eating the food on their table, they actually reached out to their colleagues next to the table. However, at a no-one dining table at the corner of Mochen, the table was filled with food, but no one moved, even Gan Mao, who is famous for food, did not dare to move.
Chapter completed!