"Spiritual Spring Water is meant for people to drink, whether it is the soldiers or the common folk. In reality, it doesn't really matter; after all, it's not a bad thing."
After lingering for about an hour, Yang Zhenshan ran to check on the eastern camp, following the same procedure and staying for about another hour before returning to the city.
However, after returning to the city, he did not go home immediately but went to the barracks within the city and poured a wave of Spiritual Spring Water into a well.
Every three to four days, he would spend two hours doing this round, ostensibly to inspect the barracks and training situation, but actually to pour Spiritual Spring Water into the wells.
Everyone had grown accustomed to his way of doing things, and no one found this to be an issue.
By the time Yang Zhenshan returned home, it was dusk, the sky already darkening, and the sunset in the west gradually fading.
