The page about the 'Shrew' was quickly turned over without any obstacles as the three continued to discuss. The female army's method of building momentum against the Xuanzhao formation also began to take shape through the three's constant protests and compromises.

prototype.

Like a factory assembly line, like three meals a day and room and board, at a fixed time, the female army will send troops to distract the Xuanzhao defenders, doing whatever they can to distract the Xuanzhao defenders.

Their patience was gone, and when they were about to raise the flag and raise the pole, the female soldiers withdrew their troops back to the camp as if nothing had happened, and went to eat hot soup and noodles, leaving the Xuanzhao defenders aside.

, no matter what the heavens are like, the female army will eat it without fail. If Xuan Zhao's defenders really dare to go out of the city for a few rounds, the female army will put down the bowls and chopsticks, get their weapons and mount their horses, and they will definitely let Xuan Zhao's men protect themselves.

Some died in battle, or were caught in the barracks and used as butlers. There were dozens or hundreds of people in one night. Almost all of them were taken into the barracks vertically and carried out horizontally.

The female army's policy of besieging but not attacking, and being trapped but not fighting continued until the end of the third year of Dahuang. On New Year's Eve, the Imperial Capital of Gui'an set off fireworks to indicate that the new year was coming.

In the Queen's tent, everyone happily gathered together to make dough, chop into pieces, make dumplings, and laugh.

The Queen and the two female generals Bai Musan and Fu Ruya were sitting in the outer tent counting the military pay and rewards that would be distributed on the first day of the new year. The remaining three male masters Murong Qiulian, Chu Qianfeng and Su Zixi were acting like women.

I put on my apron and sat at the table, competing to see who could make more dumplings and look better.[

Bu Luo, Chang Sheng and Mu Bentang gathered at the other table and were responsible for kneading the noodles, making their bodies covered with white flour powder.

Chang Sheng comes from a wealthy family and fits the typical household needs of Dahuang Country. His dough mixing skills are very good, and the dough he makes is both soft and hard. It is white and smooth, which is a feast for the eyes.

Moreover, the temperature of the water and the mixing ratio of flour and water are all well controlled. The dough on the table of the male protagonists is basically made by Chang Sheng. The steps are more clumsy than Chang Sheng, and the dough is so hard that it makes you stand still.

Ling Wan, Er and Qi Guan Yu Ying, who were rolling out noodles at the table, frowned and complained to their masters.

As for Mu Bentang, who hasn’t reconciled yet?

Alas! While one can feel his great efforts, one can only feel extremely sad and regretful!

How can he be so kind?

With a click, nearly half the bag of noodles was poured down, and with a splash, a basin of water poured up. Then?

Then he rolled up his arms and sleeves to look strong and strong, but what about that?

He picked up two chopsticks, poked them in the middle, and rubbed them around the edge of the wooden basin. The speed was comparable to a snail. Not only did he live forever, he even watched the steps fall and he couldn't help but feel annoyed!

Who would have thought that an elegant general who galloped across the battlefield and killed countless people could be so 'elegant' when doing the job he was supposed to know?

Bai Musan closed the ledger and took a closer look. What a good guy, where is Mu Bentang trying to make peace? He is clearly causing trouble, okay?

What is a one-word difference in words actually goes a long way in reality.

When the Queen saw Bai Musan walking back and forth next to Mu Bentang, the look on her face immediately changed. She looked at Fu Ruya with suspicion and blinked her eyelashes with unknown meaning.

Fu Ruya pursed her lips in the direction of Mu Bentang and expressed the problem to the Queen vividly with body language.

"hehe."

The queen looked at the basin in Mu Bentang's hand and smiled.

"Alas! If you follow him in the future and want to eat from him, you will have to wait until the sun goes down."

Bai Musan heard the queen's laughter and took up the topic.

"Haha, he can't cook, why don't you just do it?"[
Chapter completed!