These days, plucking feathers from an iron rooster is no easy task.
Now that the middle-aged people have spent a lot of money to provide this batch of materials to the new army, it has clearly shown the middle-aged people's attitude.
There is no doubt that middle-aged people still have great expectations for this new army.
It's no wonder. With the IQ of a middle-aged man, he should be able to see that if he wants to guard the gymnasium for a long time, he will definitely not be able to just stand still like this.
Distributing supplies to this new army will indeed make the already scarce supplies even more stretched, but in the long run, such investment is still necessary.
At least when it comes to the most critical moment, he still has a rare weapon that he can use.
Can this team really break out of the gym?
Even if the zombies outside the museum cannot be eliminated in the end, but he can be rescued from the museum, it is better than being trapped in the museum and starving to death guarding this three-acre area.
Therefore, the middle-aged man is not stupid. He is paying so much for valuable materials that seem to be in short supply. In fact, he is leaving a way out for himself.
There may be a way out by exchanging some steamed buns for yourself. This trade can be done.
As the saying goes, this person still has to have a dream, just in case it comes true.
"Haha, Brother Hong, let's quickly deliver lunch to the team members. If the brothers know that there are white flour steamed buns to eat today, they will be extremely happy."
This is true.
Lao Xu and the others don't have to do this kind of work every day now.
What's more, the following newly recruited players?
They have always been at the bottom of the venue, and their daily food is just a little water.
This person who used to have only enough to eat was now suddenly able to eat white flour steamed buns. This change can be imagined.
Manulifexin snorted out of his nostrils as usual: "Huh! Let me tell you, this steamed bun is not for one meal. I brought it here to show them. Each person can only eat half a day. These are not for you. They have a meal.”
I see.
After hearing Manulife's special follow-up explanation, Xu Renjie nodded subconsciously.
He just said, how could this middle-aged man be so generous and give so many white-flour steamed buns at once?
It was a whole bucket, and there was only one person in the team. Taking him, Lei Tong, and Hu Xiaodong together, this weight was obviously a bit too heavy.
Although he promised to feed the team members, this...
It turned out that there was a misunderstanding.
These new steamed buns brought by Manulife are not just for one meal, but the entire inventory of the team in the future.
Lao Xu could understand this. It was enough to feed the team members half a white flour bun every day.
At least it's better than just drinking porridge. It gives the team members something to think about.
But having said that, this Manulife is really very calculating.
You said that if this is not for today, you can just store it in the warehouse and make it when you need it.
But he had to arrange all the allocated flour to be made into steamed buns at once, and then bring it all back in a bucket.
You said it's obvious, what are you doing if you can't eat?
Needless to say, with Manulife's new way of thinking about things, he brought some steamed buns just to show off.
To put it bluntly, he just wanted to show off his new Manulife abilities in front of all the team members.
Before that, he promised various benefits to the team members, saying that they would be able to have a full stomach if they joined the new army.
If it is based on half a steamed bun per person per day, how many can such a big bucket hold?
When Kong Laolao brought it over and showed it to all the team members, wouldn't it mean that he was called Manulife New and lose face?
So, no matter what, I will make all the flour into steamed buns and put them in buckets. It doesn’t matter whether the people below eat it or not. What matters is that I, Manulife, have a new face. I want you to see what I, Manulife, have promised. It's done. Everything you eat and drink is brought to you by me, Manulife Xin.
In addition, he also wanted to use this to stop Lao Xu from taking credit for his efforts.
Of course, it is obvious that Lao Xu has no idea of taking credit from others.
Besides, there was nothing worth taking away from him in this matter.
If Lao Xu really wanted to be aggressive and win the hearts of the team members below, he could have gone to the middle-aged man himself to ask for this batch of supplies.
With his mouth and ability, it will definitely not be a problem to get supplies.
Even if there are some twists and turns in the process, the final result will not go wrong.
Maybe, Lao Xu may have obtained more supplies than Manulife.
After all, Lao Xu and Manulife Xin had different original intentions and purposes in doing this.
Lao Xu's starting point was really thinking about the players, and he really wanted the players to have enough to eat.
First, if you train hard and eat more, you will naturally have the strength to practice.
Secondly, Lao Xu knew very well that this team would have to face zombies in actual combat in the future.
There is no doubt about the ferocity and terror of zombies. In other words, these team members may all die in the corpse field in the near future.
Therefore, Lao Xu hopes that, within his ability, he can help these brothers live as comfortably as possible in their last days on earth.
He couldn't give him anything else, but at least food and drink... would satisfy the brothers.
In this way, when Lao Xu asks for supplies, he must try his best to deal with middle-aged people.
But Manulife Xin is different. For Manulife Xin, he is simply asking for supplies to complete the task.
To be precise, even this so-called task of begging for supplies... he was forced by Lao Xu to do it out of desperation and concern for face.
So when he was asking for help from the middle-aged man, he must have had a muddled attitude.
His request is very simple. As long as middle-aged people agree to distribute supplies, he doesn't care whether Manulife pays more or less.
Nonsense, this has nothing to do with his own food and drink. Does he deserve to fight for food and drink for unrelated people?
They fought for this thing, but I can't get any benefit from it.
Incomplete insurance will also make middle-aged people angry.
Manulife is a profit-oriented guy, and he will not do such stupid and loss-making things.
"I understand Brother Hong, half a steamed bun is already pretty good. Let's go over now, shall we?" Lao Xu was very respectful.
There's nothing I can do about it, the man next to me while I'm sleeping has done something "big" today.
Now that the man next to him is feeling proud and arrogant, Lao Xu naturally wants to flatter him.
Manulife's new mood seems to be smoothed out like coaxing a child.
Manulife Xin nodded immediately: "Let's go!"
Just like that, the group started again.
Manulife strode forward, his posture much more arrogant than when he left.
Lao Xu followed behind, looking at Manulife Xin walking with his hands behind his back, his lips curled up.
Sometimes I think about guys like Manulife being cute.
He lives in his own world all day long, always feeling that he is superior to others and that others should submit to him.
But they never thought that maybe what they saw was not real.
His self-righteous nobility may just be shit in the eyes of others.
For example, in the eyes of Lao Xu, Manulife is a complete joke!
