The War of Resistance: From Overseas Chinese Mechanics to King of Nanyang

"Brother Rong, these kids are really big eaters. They ate all of the hundreds of pounds of meat." Chen Shunwen complained after finally catching his breath after a busy day.

"A half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home, that's no exaggeration," Huang Zurong remarked, though he showed no sign of heartache and instead joked.

"Feeling sorry for him?"

"No, it's not that. I just feel uncomfortable." Chen Shunwen shook his head. He felt that the world shouldn't be like this, but that's the reality. These teenagers really don't have enough to eat.

Although they had eaten boiled banana leaves, it was only occasionally. If they had to eat them every day, they would have run away long ago.

"So we need to find a way to change this world so that everyone can have enough to eat and meat at every meal," Huang Zurong said, patting the other person on the shoulder.

"Will that day really come?" Chen Shunwen felt it was a bit far off, after all, he was well-versed in history and no dynasty had ever really been able to achieve it.

"Of course, this land has never lacked such heroic figures," Huang Zurong said confidently.

At this moment, Chen Shunwen suddenly blurted out another sentence.

"Brother Rong, I think you did this on purpose today."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Huang Zurong was dumbfounded. He did it on purpose? What the hell? What is all this about?

“Children come to our camp every day, and you deliberately stew meat in the open space. The aroma will surely make those children drool. And since you are a kind-hearted person, you will definitely take those children in for a meal,” Chen Shunwen said, counting on his fingers.

"In this way, word spreads from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and more and more people come."

"No matter what, Brother Rong, your reputation has definitely spread today. Before long, the villagers in the vicinity will all know that we have a kind-hearted cart driver in our temporary camp."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zurong's face darkened. To be honest, he really hadn't thought that much about it. It was just his mindset from later generations that made him think that since the children were visiting, he should treat them to a meal. After all, this kind of thing was too common in later generations.

Who knew we couldn't stop in time, and so many children suddenly appeared.

His only worry now is tomorrow, whether there will be even more, perhaps even young adults.

The reason there are only children here today is because many people haven't received the news yet; there will definitely be many more tomorrow.

Although he has emphasized that there will be no more tomorrow, there will definitely be people who come just to try their luck, just in case.

"Brother Rong, are you really not going to hold it tomorrow?" Chen Shunwen asked again, looking at the silent Huang Zurong.

"What?" Huang Zurong glanced at the other person and guessed what he was thinking. He also wanted to continue, but he was indeed short of money, and doing it like this was too high-profile.

"It's just a bit of a pity. This feeling of helping others is really different. Although I transported supplies before, I didn't personally hand them over to others, so it always felt a little lacking. Now, looking at those innocent children, I feel an indescribable sense of pride." Chen Shunwen scratched his head; he was indeed a bit addicted.

Looking at the other person, Huang Zurong finally understood why helping others could be addictive—it really does release dopamine, making you happy.

"This little bit of aid alone can't solve the fundamental problem. We still need to drive out the Japanese devils first before we can focus on development and construction." Huang Zurong shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunwen nodded emphatically.

On the other side, Wu Xiaogen shared the leftover pork with his family, and everyone ate it with great relish.

"Big pot, will we still be able to eat meat tomorrow?" The youngest, the sixth sister, asked innocently, licking the bottom of her bowl.

"Yes," Wu Xiaogen replied with a smile, pinching Sixth Sister's chubby face.

"Boss, can we really get to eat it?" Uncle Wu couldn't help but ask skeptically.

He thought this was the eldest son trying to make his youngest daughter happy, but the girl's expression didn't seem fake.

"That's really something. The temporary camp needs help, so they asked me to help with some odd jobs. There's no pay, but they provide three meals a day. They say there will be meat at every meal, which I think is impossible, but it will definitely be better than what we eat at home. Plus, with one less person eating, my younger siblings can have a little more to eat." Wu Xiaogen thought for a moment and then shared his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Father Wu remained silent for a moment, then patted his eldest son's head and sighed.

"It's also made you suffer."

"It's alright, Dad." Wu Xiaogen shook his head. He was now looking forward to tomorrow even more. Would there really be meat at every meal? Even just one meal would be good.

As dawn broke, Wu Xiaogen finished his chores at home and headed towards the temporary camp. On the way, he met many of his friends who had been asked to stay behind as helpers the day before.

When they arrived at the temporary camp, they saw that the iron pot used to cook meat the night before was now filled with rice porridge.

The aroma of rice filled the air, making many people's stomachs rumble. Since it was supposed to be three meals a day, these people hadn't eaten at home that morning, naturally in order to save food for their families.

"Line up, Wu Xiaogen, you're in charge of maintaining order." Huang Zurong, yawning, saw Wu Xiaogen and immediately decided to let him manage these people, while also assigning him chores such as cooking porridge.

Breakfast was simple, consisting of white rice porridge and eggs, which seemed very simple to Huang Zurong, but was incredibly rich for these children.

Eggs, in particular, are rarely seen except during festivals and holidays. It's not that they're unavailable, but rather that eggs are mostly used to exchange for money to buy seasonings like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

After all, Yunnan Province doesn't have much decent industry, and there are even fewer things in the countryside that can be exchanged for money.

Therefore, eggs become even more precious.

They were naturally very excited to be able to eat whatever they wanted here.

"Brother Rong, have you figured out how to arrange these people?" At this moment, Chen Shunwen came to his side and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, we have a good relationship with the Southwest Transportation Bureau's guard battalion, right? Let them send two people over to help train them and teach them some military knowledge." These teenagers are more malleable and learn and progress faster than those honest farmers. As long as they get enough nutrition, they will probably undergo tremendous changes soon.

He originally planned to recruit some young men, but later cancelled the plan, especially after seeing those teenagers. He felt that using these child soldiers might bring even greater surprises.

After all, heroes have emerged from among the young since ancient times, and when the youth are strong, the nation is strong.

"Okay, I'll go to the guard camp right away." Chen Shunwen didn't ask any more questions and prepared to go after eating.

"Are you planning to go empty-handed? Bring something with you later and ask for help. You should show proper etiquette," Huang Zurong reminded him.

"Understood, Brother Rong." Chen Shunwen nodded.