"Wang Kui."
After finishing everything, Chen Fan walked onto the City Wall, looked at Wang Kui, and said with a smile, "From now on, you're in charge of this Warehouse."
"If anything goes wrong, I'll hold you responsible."
"Yes, sir!"
Wang Kui rose, excitement in his eyes, puffed out his chest, and shouted his response. Warehouse keeper? That was an important post. Every resource entering or leaving the Camp would pass through his hands. Its importance went without saying.
After thirteen years as a lowly Worker Bee, he had finally become an official.
"While it's still light out."
"Take some people down and move everything we brought from the Old Camp into the Warehouse. No need to sort it all out tonight. We can do that tomorrow."
"There's a kitchen in the hut now."
"We've eaten so many dry biscuits these past few days that we're about ready to puke. Go see if we've got any ingredients and make everyone something hot."
"Does anyone know how to cook?"
"I do." Qi Chong raised his hand beside him. "I used to work as a cook."
"You've certainly done a bit of everything, farming and cooking."
Chen Fan glanced at Qi Chong and waved with a smile. "Then get moving. Let's have something hot before dark. Didn't Zhou Mo say he'd found a few bottles of liquor back at the Old Camp? We'll drink them tonight and call it a Housewarming Feast."
"Eat well, drink up, and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, we get back to work."
"You got it!"
The men on the City Wall immediately sprang up and rushed toward the supplies piled on the Cave floor, ready to sort things out and fire up the stove.
Left alone on the City Wall, Chen Fan...
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