Dividing the Territory

Central Wilderness, Nurturing Mountain.

Yesterday, the sky had been clear for miles; today, frost had arrived.

Feng Xu rubbed his hands together as he waited for Yunfeng in the dining hall.

He was rather particular about food. The cooks at Nurturing Mountain had received plenty of guidance, and their cooking was considered unmatched in the Central Wilderness.

Yunfeng had gradually begun coming to Nurturing Mountain for free meals as well.

Near mealtime, Yunfeng and Chen arrived at the Nurturing dining hall.

"Here."

Feng Xu slapped the Storage Bag onto the table and went to the serving window to get food.

Yunfeng did not rush to inspect it, instead lining up with him.

"It's actually quite good to prepare meals collectively. As long as there are a few people who can cook, everyone gets to eat delicious food."

Feng Xu shot him a look.

If the Central Wilderness set up several large cafeterias and had everyone eat there, efficiency would indeed be higher.

But wouldn't that turn the Central Wilderness Tribe into a factory?

It somehow felt stifling.

He had only just suffered his retribution by working overtime for more than half a year. He had no desire to suddenly drop dead from overwork.

"My Lord, that's well said. Another day, we can arrange for a few apprentices to learn from the cooks. In the future, they can open dining halls under the other commanders. Let them spend two dou of grain for one dou of food. If they want delicious meals, they need grain; if they want grain, they need to work for you."

Feng Xu could not help blurting it out, but as soon as he finished, he wanted to slap himself twice.

Making the tribespeople work every day was not enough—he was even bringing capitalist practices here?

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