Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 497 The Canal
"Based on the logistical support standards of Beijing, this is definitely more than one division. But if we look at it by our standards... well, this many still seems to be more than one division."

"So what if it's not just one division? The fact that I, Brother Lang, can mobilize so many supplies for airdrops at once shows that I'm incredibly powerful! Could anyone else have this capability? No, right?"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was still acting arrogantly.

While what he said is indeed true, being able to mobilize so many supplies at once and provide them to so many troops in an extraordinary manner certainly demonstrates considerable strength.

"But you're really too powerful! Even if our mechanization level is very high, there's only one battalion in total. We can't take it all with us! Even if we forced it to go, we couldn't eat it all! If it spoils, wouldn't that be a disaster?"

Bai Ling was not joking.

In this age of food scarcity, where many people go hungry, wasting so much food is a far more serious offense than committing a sin.

How hateful is it?
It's so hateful that even shooting with a Gatling gun for ten minutes wouldn't quell the hatred in my heart!
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"Who told you we were going to waste food? Which eye of yours saw me asking for food?"

"No waste? Then what are you going to do with all these supplies?"

Seeing that Bai Ling could ask such a stupid question, Ximen Lang couldn't help but worry whether his stupidity would affect the next generation.

The pitying gaze, as if looking at an idiot, drove Bai Ling to the brink of madness.

Ximen Lang, who had been staring intently, immediately felt a chilling aura that sent shivers down his spine. He then turned to Hao Pingchuan and asked him a question.

"Old Hao, where are we standing on?"

"Where else could this be? It's Beijing, of course!"

"Then let me ask you, are there any troops around Beijing? Are there any civilians inside Beijing?"

“That must be there!”

"Can they handle the supplies for an entire division?"

"Absolutely!"

He asked three questions in a row, clarifying all the issues directly.

Turning back, Ximen Lang continued speaking to Bai Ling.

"Did you hear that? Old Hao just said it's possible! Now, are you still worried that we'll waste food?"

Bai Ling knew, of course, that Beijing could easily absorb all these supplies.

Even the ordinary people in Beijing don't need to get involved; the military region of the capital alone can easily handle all these supplies!

But the problem is
"The cost of processing this batch of supplies is not small; their total budget is only this much. It's already difficult enough for them to have enough to eat and wear; it would be a huge burden to spend even more money."

Bai Ling's concerns were certainly not unfounded.

After all, the situation is what it is.

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"Who told you I was going to make them pay for it? I can treat hundreds of villagers in Qinjiatun to meals without a second thought. Why would I expect the soldiers to pay for a meal? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm Lang Ge, the dignified leader! If I make them pay for everything, how am I supposed to face anyone after this? Who will respect me then? You're really kidding me!"

Although this batch of supplies was indeed worth a lot of money, whether in the resource-scarce world of Beijing or in later generations, it could be considered a considerable expense.

But that depends on who you're dealing with.

For ordinary people, this is an incredible sum of money! It's an astronomical amount that you might not be able to save up even if you worked hard your whole life!
But for Ximen Lang, who has more than a billion in pocket money and hundreds of thousands in cash even in Beijing, this amount of money is really not enough.

"It's nothing at all, like a single hair on a bull, you know? It's not even worth a second. I wouldn't even bother to bend down and pick it up if it fell in front of me!"

So, I really can't afford to lose face, and I would never do that!
Ximen Lang immediately launched into a tirade against Bai Ling. He would boast about how amazing he was, and then criticize how short-sighted Bai Ling was.

What do you mean by "long hair, short-sighted"? You don't know how great Brother Lang is.

Bai Lingxiong's face immediately darkened.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Lao Luo, who wanted to thank Ximen Lang as soon as he heard the word "free" and settle the matter immediately but had not found a way to start, hurriedly stepped forward.

While frantically giving Ximen Lang meaningful glances, telling him to talk less so that he wouldn't lose control of the situation, she quickly expressed her gratitude to him and shut him up.

But little did he know, he had just managed to persuade Ximen Lang to stop bragging so much.

Hao Pingchuan got excited again.

"Brother Lang, although I greatly admire and am deeply moved by your act of treating the entire military region to a banquet without taking a single penny, to be honest, this is not enough to entertain the whole military region!"

"Why? Because our Capital Military Region has hundreds of thousands of people! Even if we only consider the troops stationed nearby, that's still tens of thousands! You see, if you calculate it like that..."

Indeed, if we calculate it that way, this amount of stuff doesn't seem to be enough.

After all, the number of people is there!
But Ximen Langniu has already made those promises. If he can't deliver, wouldn't that be a slap in his own face?

"This is absolutely unacceptable!"

Therefore, Ximen Lang immediately attached great importance to this new information provided by Hao Pingchuan.

He patted Hao Pingchuan on the shoulder repeatedly, expressing his approval.

"That's exactly how it is. If we just send it over like that, there won't even be enough points to go around, and that would be a real joke."

Meanwhile, Ximen Lang immediately began to act.

Of course, having learned from past mistakes, Ximen Lang first carefully determined the location.

After confirming that there was no chance of any more problems in this round, they acted even more casually than before.

With just a casual gesture, the once boundless sky was suddenly filled with countless airdrops.

They all wished they could fill the sky.

Once again, he displayed his power in front of everyone, showcasing his formidable strength and leaving Bai Ling, Lao Luo, and the others speechless with astonishment.

Ximen Lang then asked the question.

"With these and those in the sky, this should be enough to give our soldiers a couple more dishes, right?"

"Enough! It's definitely enough!"

"Now that we have enough, what are we waiting for?! Quickly call all the units and tell them to come and collect the supplies! At the earliest tonight, at the latest tomorrow, we must make sure the soldiers have stewed beef with potatoes and stewed pork with vermicelli!"

At Ximen Lang's command, Lao Luo and his team immediately got to work.

It's true what they say: "The leader has to give a word, and the people below have to run themselves ragged."

After lingering there for another two hours, everything was finally settled, everyone got on the bus, and the handover was completed. Finally, the group embarked on their journey once again.

Soon, a canal appeared directly in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)