Even if Li Dahe had ten thousand doubts, Wong Xiaokou still allocated ten tons of coal to the village school, no delivery necessary.
Li Dahe pondered over the allocation slip for a long time, and suddenly turned to Lin Nianhe: "Girl, did Wong Xiaokou force you to watch a murder or something?"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She pressed her temples and pointed at the allocation slip: "Uncle Team Leader, even if Principal Wu is disregarded, the village school still has five classrooms. How would ten tons of coal be enough?"
Ten tons of coal would not be enough even for three months.
Li Dahe carefully put away the allocation slip and said, "What conditions! Do we even dare to burn coal exclusively? The students need to bring firewood."
Li Dahe felt that having some was better than none. Based on his understanding of Wong Xiaokou, those ten tons of coal would already make him distressed for three months.
