C277 Caravan

Chen Feng nodded when he saw Old Huang holding the Talisman Paper in his hand.

"Send them all the money. One for each of them and a jar of good wine for each of them. If these soldiers have money in their pockets, they can only give it to their wives and children. I can't bear to use it. Just give them all the money for the wine."

Chen Feng whispered in Old Huang's ear