"This time's food supply is even larger than the last!"
Zhang Da noticed an extra cart of food and immediately broke into a wide smile.
Perhaps it was the news of porridge distribution in Ganzhou City that had reached them, as the number of refugees arriving lately had been steadily increasing; each day's consumption of food was not a small figure.
Deshou said, "The amount of food is still the same; the extra cart is loaded with medicinal herbs."
On hearing this, Zhang Da was startled at first, then dashed to the cart, opened the bags, and upon confirming that they were indeed filled with medicinal herbs, he was overjoyed. He laughed until his eyes filled with tears.
