Li Qingyu said excitedly, "I understand."
In the central room, a few soldiers were eating pear juice ice cream bars as if they were eating delicacies.
A soldier said, "Boss, this ice cream bar is too delicious."
The young general ate in a more refined manner. He could not bring himself to look at his subordinates who were like hungry wolves. "Eat slowly. No one is snatching it from you."
The soldier said, "I can't control myself. I wish I could put it all in my mouth and chew it now."
Another soldier chimed in, "I've lived for almost twenty years, but I've never eaten anything so delicious in the summer."
The soldiers looked at each other and smiled. Clearly, they were on the same page.
The young general was speechless.
The soldier quickly finished the ice cream bar and licked his lips. He seemed to be addicted. "Boss, I still want to eat."
The young general glared at the soldier. "Did you bring money?"
