The steamed buns are still the same as before. Although the rice porridge is very thick, it is not fresh. But with the pickled mustard dumplings, everything is different. After the rich meaty aroma, it gives people a light and delicious meal.
It was indescribably comfortable to go down.
It was not as sensational as the launch of new dishes by the two major restaurants, but quietly, the business of the bun shop became more popular than before, and there were more people queuing up.
Seeing Hongyuan City's reputation as a food city growing, Dingbei Hou was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. Every time he looked in the direction of the 7th Legion, he was wondering whether he should go and see what the hell that kid was doing.
Got so many fish.
At this time, Mo Hongxian, Wanrou, and Zhao Danqing had already followed the Jingtian mercenary group and headed directly to Qingshan Village...
Just when the overall situation in Hongyuan City was decided and people's hearts were calm, Jiang Xingchen was arduously instructing the military masters to push the winch.
After being brought to this endless frozen lake by the old man, Jiang Xingchen didn't rest for a minute.
The old man smashed the ice, and he looked for fish. Of course, he told the old man that he was making nests, and it didn’t matter whether the old man believed it or not.
Many soldiers had been waiting here early, and the winches and poles were quickly prepared. Before Jiang Xingchen finished marking the ice, the old man could not wait to dig holes.
Under the astonished eyes of a large group of military experts, Jiang Xingchen lowered the net with a threaded pole and began to teach them how to push the winch without using force.
There was no rest for seven or eight months in a row. There was no cover on the huge lake. The wind was so strong that it could blow people away, and it was so cold that his nose ran out.
The winch rotated slowly, and apart from the howling wind on the ice, everyone held their breath and stared at the net outlet.
When Wu Tianfeng asked them to come, everyone thought this was unreliable. How could anyone cast a net to catch fish in winter? They couldn't imagine how to cast a net and spread it on the ice.
However, when they saw the 400-meter net being lowered into the water little by little, their suspicion turned into expectation.
Finally, the first fish appeared, and all the soldiers were trembling with excitement. They had been eating only two meals a day for half a month. They couldn't help but look forward to the fishing nets behind them.
As the big net continued to release water, the second, third, ten, and hundreds of fishes became more and more dense, and finally they were all squeezed into a ball.
At this moment, all the soldiers could not help but cheer in unison and howled like wolves. Hundreds of people roared in unison to suppress the howling wind.
Jiang Xingchen wrapped himself tightly in the animal skin, sniffed his nose, and showed a smile. Just like the song and dance preliminaries, this kind of heartfelt cheering scene was his favorite.
However, he couldn't be happy anymore. Dozens of strong soldiers cheered and surrounded him. They stretched out their hands to catch him, and then threw him into the sky while cheering.
Jiang Xingchen fell, was caught, and then thrown up again... He felt that the world was spinning, and thought to himself: "Could these guys be football players who traveled from the earth? How could they play this way..."
It has to be said that the fish in Bibo Lake are big and plentiful. This net caught more than 20,000 fish.
Some soldiers happily transported the fish back to the front line, but Jiang Xingchen couldn't tolerate any rest and began to cooperate with the old man again to locate the second fish nest...
In the Seventh Army's tent, Wu Tianfeng paced back and forth. Although he had confirmed that Jiang Xingchen could catch fish, he was still a little worried at this time. After all, the lives of countless soldiers were at stake, and the army rations had been exhausted. If Jiang Xingchen had not caught fish,
If it is reached, then we can only fill it in with people, and we cannot give the opponent a chance to recover now.
Kick, kick, kick... there was a sound of rapid footsteps, and a soldier ran in quickly.
"How is it?" Before the soldier could speak, Wu Tianfeng couldn't wait to ask.
"Sure...huhu...successful! Lord Jiang caught nearly 70,000 kilograms of fish in one net... Now the transport team is rushing back! Lord Jiang and Mr. Tang are preparing to catch the second net!"
When the soldier reported the news, his eyes were still shining with excitement and disbelief. When he heard the news, he didn't know what words to use to describe his mood.
Wu Tianfeng's reaction was similar, muttering blankly: "Seventy thousand catties, is that much..."
Immediately afterwards, he made a fist with his right hand, hit it hard on the palm of his left hand, made a snap, and shouted: "Great! Go quickly, let the cooks prepare, and give the soldiers extra food today!"
After the soldiers ran out, Wu Tianfeng strode out of the camp in high spirits, looking in the direction of Bibo Lake, laughing and saying: "Good boy, I really have you, I, Wu Tianfeng, owe you a favor!"
As he said that, he turned around and looked at the looming Pingjun City not far away. He sneered and said, "Sergeant, you have enough food and clothing and plenty of physical strength. Let me see how you can persist..."
For three whole days, Jiang Xingchen and the old man worked almost day and night, setting ten nets in total and catching nearly half a million kilograms of fish. He couldn't help but sigh, there were so many fish in this Bibo Lake!
Three days later, a soldier came on horseback and shouted loudly from a distance: "Big victory! Big victory..."
When he came closer, the soldier dismounted and knelt down on one knee: "Master Jiang, Mr. Tang, Pingjun City has been captured, and our army has won a great victory!"
"Boom~" Before Jiang Xingchen and Mr. Tang could speak, the soldiers who were following the fishing cheered in unison, laughing, roaring, and wailing. This battle lasted for so long, and everyone's
My heart has reached the limit of endurance, and now it is finally over.
Jiang Xingchen and the old man also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The old man was okay. As a master of the vitality realm, he had traveled thousands of miles and had nothing to do after three days of work. But Jiang Xingchen was not good. After three days of high-intensity operation,
He felt like he couldn't hold it any longer.
With a long breath, Jiang Xingchen was about to sit down.
But at this time, he suddenly found that the soldiers looked at him again, their eyes gleaming, like a wolf seeing meat.
"Ouch~ These Hundan guys are addicted to playing!" Jiang Xingchen wailed in his heart and shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't come here, otherwise I will let the legion commander... Hey, Hundan, you are in the wrong place!"
In the end, Jiang Xingchen could not escape the fate of being picked up, and once again felt the uncomfortable feeling of dizziness, dizziness, and dizziness.
The old man watched on and couldn't help but smile. He knew that these soldiers were really grateful to Jiang Xingchen. Without the fish he brought, they would have to attack the city hungry, and the chance of survival would be too small...
Finally, Jiang Xingchen, who was dizzy, was put down. The old man reached out to support him and told the soldiers that he would not go to the Seventh Army and would just ask them to send the fishing nets back later.
It's not that he deliberately manipulated it, but Jiang Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore. He stayed outside in the cold without sleep for three days in a row. If he didn't rest, there would be problems. And when he arrived at the seventh legion, a bunch of wolf-like men, in order to show off.
Thank you, but you can't drink this guy to death.
After saying that, the old man put Jiang Xingchen on his back and left directly.
Afterwards, Wu Tianfeng knew the old man's decision and understood his thoughts. He couldn't help but feel a little more sorry for Jiang Xingchen. He was not a martial artist, so he just worked hard for his Seventh Army for three days.
After instructing the soldiers to deliver fishing nets to Qingshan Village, he calmed down and picked up a pen to write a letter to the Imperial Capital Military Headquarters...
One day later, there was silence in the imperial military headquarters. The marshal looked at the white silk in his hand, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
A group of military officials below looked directly at the marshal, with obvious anxious expressions on their faces.
"Pingjun City was captured by the Seventh Legion, the general of Dongxuan Kingdom was captured alive, and countless materials in the city were seized..."
The marshal finally raised his head and read out Wu Tianfeng's victory report word for word.
"We have captured Pingjun City. We have finally captured Pingjun City!" The entire military headquarters burst into joy. A month ago, the hope of capturing Pingjun City appeared, but a heavy snowfall that had never happened in a century completely drowned this hope. But now
…
This good news was like a huge mountain, which made people feel dizzy. For a long time, people in the military department still felt as if they were in a dream.
After a long while, the marshal stood up, glanced at the people below, and set off directly to the palace. The emperor didn't know the news yet.
Half a month later, in the palace hall, Emperor Qiankun slapped the table hard and growled: "Okay! Well done!"
The marshal looked at the emperor in astonishment. He had not seen the emperor lose control of his emotions for a long time since he ascended the throne.
"Marshal, how much did the Seventh Army lose during this siege?" After taking a long breath, the emperor calmed down and asked.
"Although the loss is not small, it is still within the acceptable range!" the marshal replied.
"Oh?" Emperor Qiankun looked puzzled and cast a questioning look.
"In the last few days, although the military rations could not be transported, Jiang Xingchen invented a winter fishing method. Tens of thousands of catties of fish were caught in one net. It was with these fish that the soldiers regained their strength!"
"A net worth tens of thousands of kilograms is in this season!" The emperor couldn't help but show an unbelievable look.
After a pause, the marshal bowed slightly and continued: "Originally, I wanted to tell the emperor earlier, but considering it was too unbelievable, I didn't tell you. Instead, I made the decision privately and asked Jiang Xingchen to go... please the emperor.
Punishment!"
"What punishment!" The emperor waved his hand and said: "If there is no marshal's decision, I will not agree to it. This is simply child's play... but the final result is that we win!"
After saying that, the emperor stood up, unable to hide his pride, and said with a smile: "It's Jiang Xingchen again, it seems that I have a good vision!"
The marshal's mouth twitched slightly, and he echoed: "The emperor does have a good eye, and there has not been one such talent for decades!"
When the emperor heard this, he smiled, changed the topic, and said calmly: "In the current negotiation, we finally take the initiative!"