When no one was paying attention, a certain captain hid the wrapping paper with the instant noodle god on it in his sleeve, planning to go back and post it on his bedside to see if the instant noodle god could be merciful and conjure instant noodles for him.
The green packaged instant noodles are flavored with pickled pepper beef, while the red packaged instant noodles are flavored with braised beef. No matter which one they are, these two flavors can stimulate people's taste buds to the maximum extent.
As soon as the instant noodles rushed away, Ma Jun knew that he had misunderstood.
The tomato scrambled eggs and spicy and sour shredded potatoes last night were not at all the original source of the salty and exciting aroma that wafted from the Xu Jiajun military camp.
The bowl of braised wine and meat instant noodles in front of him at this moment is the real owner!
"How come there are so many delicious foods in the Xu family army!" A certain captain took one mouthful of instant noodles and cried with envy.
Ma Jun couldn't control his feelings of envy and hatred, and said while sipping the noodle soup:
"Why don't we rush out of the city tonight and loot all their food and grass?"
Several other captains responded: "I think it will work!"
However, after finishing the bowl of instant noodles and licking the last bit of soup, the tent fell into an eerie silence.
The lord is still lying in the main tent, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. What can they do to rob the Xu family's army of food and grass?
Moreover, the opponent has strong soldiers and horses, eats meat for every meal, drinks broth for every meal, and occasionally watermelon. Instant noodles can improve the opponent's mental appearance and I don't know how much better than them.
This is not to mention the other party's terrifying explosive barrel and the artifact Wang Pingping used to seriously injure their lord yesterday.
How can I beat this bitch!
Ma Jun and the other captains looked at each other, lay down together, and burped with satisfaction, looking forward to the feeding of Xu Jiajun tomorrow.
On the third day, Xu Jiajun delivered several large packages of dry goods, including dried kelp, dried fungus, and dried dates and dried bean curds.
"Damn it, why didn't I think of drying these parallel imports and bringing them to the military camp!" Ma Jun patted his head, feeling so stupid.
They have plenty of jujubes and soybeans here, but no one expected that they could be made into dried jujubes and dried tofu skins.
Fungus Ma Jun also knew that the Qilian Mountains, the largest in Liangzhou, would grow a lot of fungi after the spring rain every year. However, the people were afraid of poisoning and did not dare to eat them, so it was wasted.
As for the dried kelp and dried tofu skin, these two are Xu Jiajun’s specialties.
Nowadays, the Xu family's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and no one knows that their family originally started their business by making tofu.
"I have always heard that the Xu Jiajun has its own sea-going ship, which can go from Youzhou to South Vietnam. I always thought it was a joke. I thought the person who said this must have read too many miscellaneous books and made it up."
"I didn't expect it to be true!"
"So, the Xu Jiajun can actually build their own ships. No wonder they have never been short of food. The sea alone is enough for them."
Several captains held these dry goods sent by Xu Jiajun and were filled with emotion.
In fact, they have lived for most of their lives and have never even seen the sea. What is in the sea can either be read from books or told by coastal merchants.
This dried kelp, if Xu Jiajun's food guide didn't mention it, they wouldn't know that there are such long kelp in the sea that can be eaten.
"Sir, this paper also says that eating more kelp can cure big neck disease!" The soldier said in surprise as if he had discovered a new world.
Ma Jun looked serious, "Seriously?"
The soldier nodded hurriedly and handed the paper to Ma Jun to see for himself.
Sure enough, there is a standard reminder on the paper that eating more kelp can prevent and relieve the symptoms of big neck.
"This is great!" The captains were overjoyed, and hurriedly asked the cook battalion to cook the dried kelp and distribute it to the soldiers.
The people of Xiliang have been suffering for a long time!
The dry food may seem light, but the kelp delivered by Xu Jiajun today is enough for each soldier in the Acropolis military camp to have half a bowl of fresh soup.
For three days in a row, the Xu Jiajun sent fresh food to the Ma Jiajun in the Acropolis, allowing the Xiliang troops to experience the rich life of the Xu Jiajun.
But on the fourth day, the Xiliang army in the city waited from morning to night, but they couldn't wait for the sneaky figures of Xu Jiajun delivering goods, so they couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Ma Jun scolded them: "Bad bones!"
Everyone lowered their heads in shame.
On the fifth day, early in the morning, Ma Jun took the initiative to patrol the city wall and walked around, seeing that breakfast time was approaching.
Don't worry, it was either at noon or at night, and I haven't seen them bring food in the morning.
So, Ma Jun changed people and returned to the big tent to check the military situation in the south. The situation was grim, but his mind was filled with the aroma of instant noodles. He licked his mouth unconsciously, and a drop of suspicious liquid hit the military situation cloth.
Ma Jun: Fortunately there is no one around!
At noon, Ma Jun went up to the city wall again and asked, "Is there any movement?"
The eager-looking soldiers on the city shook their heads.
Ma Jun raised his eyes and looked at the military camp opposite. Smoke was rising from the kitchen. They were making a fire early in the morning. There was no movement every day. He didn't know what they were doing.
Are the couple Wang Pingping and Xu Qingyang not anxious at all?
At this time, their coach in the city is seriously injured, isn't this the best opportunity to attack?
While Ma Jun was thinking about the fresh soup of instant noodles, he was confused by Xu Jiajun's actions.
In the afternoon, when the sun had set and no one from Xu Jiajun was seen, Ma Jun felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart.
There is an aroma wafting over from the Xu Jiajun military camp again, and I don’t know what delicious food I am eating. The aroma of each meal is actually different!
God seemed to hear the thoughts of Ma Jun and others. Early in the morning on the sixth day, the soldiers on guard on the city wall woke up from their sleep and saw a group of Xu family soldiers and horses at the bottom of the city wall.
The leader was wearing a Confucian shirt and looked out of place among the simply dressed Xu Jiajun behind him, but the atmosphere between the two was unusually harmonious.
The person under the city is none other than Xu Da.
Seeing that the guards on the city had woken up, he said with a smile: "The war has been suspended for a while. You and I have been going back and forth between our armies for some time. Now my wife has prepared some wine and good food in the army. I would like to invite all the soldiers to come to the camp and have a drink together."
, please also trouble the little brother in the city to help spread the word."
The soldiers on the city suddenly woke up, as if they had seen a ghost, and hurriedly rushed down the tower to find Ma Jun.
"What? Wang Pingping and his wife are going to invite us to the camp for drinks and dinner?" Ma Jun was also surprised, but what he blurted out was:
"What food should we eat? What wine should we drink? Can you elaborate?"
Xiao Bing shook his head. He just said what Xu Da just said at the city gate without missing a word.
Thinking of the kindness shown to him in the past few days, Ma Jun was a little moved, but he didn't think it was a scam.
The main thing is that Xu Jiajun has already shown their crushing power. If they really want to do something to them, they will be able to take action in the past few days since their lord is seriously injured. They don't have to feed them every day...
