A ceramic jar became sentient, knowledgeable of past and present. Wang Yan relied on this ceramic jar to befriend an ancient beautiful female general.
Her name was Tan Junyan, a legend of the...
Tan Junyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over, picked up a piece of frozen meat and looked at it carefully.
This is...beef and mutton!
Even the cattle and sheep of the barbarians were gone, but the gods actually gave us precious beef and mutton!
Fish...and fish!
Could it be that the prayer I just prayed for... worked?
"ah!"
Suddenly, he was hit on the head by a flying frozen steamed bun and screamed subconsciously.
"What's wrong, coach?"
The guard outside the door ran in quickly.
I was stunned when I came in.
The porcelain jar on the red carpet was throwing things out with a crackling sound.
There were fish, meat, steamed buns, and some things I had never seen before, and they all seemed to be food.
Tan Junyan rubbed her head that was hit and said, "I'm fine. Go and tell General Han and the others to come over."
"yes."
The guy agreed loudly and ran out.
"Don't tell anyone what happened here. Keep it a secret."
Tan Junyan did not forget to give this reminder.
"Understood." The guard responded loudly without turning his head.
Han Chonglie, Ziyang and other key members rushed over as soon as they received the summons from Tan Junyan.
I was stunned when I walked in.
There were a lot of meats and steamed buns around the porcelain jar, as well as some ingredients that had never been seen before.
One of them asked in surprise, "Are these gifts from the gods?"
Tan Junyan nodded slightly. "Has anyone seen such fine salt?"
Everyone gathered around curiously.
"Is this salt?"
“It’s too detailed!”
Ziyang picked up a little and put it into his mouth.
"It's real salt, salty but not bitter, unlike the coarse salt we use. It's great."
In normal times, salt was a luxury and many people could not afford it.
Nowadays, due to years of insect plagues and droughts, salt has become even rarer and more precious.
I haven't seen salt for a long time.
Zi Yang's expression became more and more excited. "This is the salt used by the gods. It's so white and so holy. I can't bear to use it even when I see it."
"Thank you for the gods' favor. We will worship them devoutly and burn incense every day."
"Pray to the gods to continue to protect us..."
Two other generals knelt down and kowtowed, praying for the gods' continued protection.
One of them pointed at a salmon and asked, "Why is this fish so big?"
"This is an angelfish, of course it's big."
"Do you know this fish?"
"A fish gifted by the gods is naturally the fish that the gods eat, and a fish that the gods eat is naturally called angelfish."
"Ahem, you're right... this is pork!"
"Here, here, look at what I have here. Not only beef and mutton, but also chicken."
"Chicken, chicken... a whole chicken, so big."
"Mine is a chicken, yours is a goose."
"Oh my god, we couldn't even get access to grass roots and tree bark before, but now we have steamed buns and meat."
“Oil, oil…it’s soybean oil!”
Everyone looked through the things and kept exclaiming in surprise.
The bags contain fine white rice and yellow rice, as well as dumplings and noodles, and many of the ingredients are frozen.
One general came up with an idea: "It must be very cold over there. We should send some cotton clothes over there."
"Stop it! Can a god wear our rags? They should give us gold, silver, and jewels."
"Yes, if you want to give gifts, give gold, silver and jewelry." Han Chonglie agreed decisively.
"Damn it, these days even if you have money you can't buy water and food. You might as well give all your military pay to the gods."
"I agree."
Zi Yang raised his hand and said, "After the gods obtain the gold, silver and jewelry, they may give us a large amount of food and water."
"You're all crazy!"
Tan Junyan rolled her eyelids unconsciously.
"Who among you knows how to give gifts to gods?"
When everyone heard this, it was as if they were poured with a bucket of cold water. They looked at each other and fell silent for a while.
Only one person with poor hearing was fiddling with a can.
"It's actually fruit, and it's in a glass bottle."
"Gods are gods. The fruits they eat are so high-quality."
Tan Junyan subconsciously rolled her eyes at him.
"Although there is a lot of food, it is still far from enough for the people and soldiers."
"Take these away, divide them into categories, and use half as military rations, while distributing the other half to the people in the city."
“Remember, it must be distributed to those who need it most.”
“Yes, yes…”
All the generals bowed in agreement.
After everyone left, Tan Junyan started writing again.
Although the food provided by the gods is seriously insufficient, we still need to write letters to express our gratitude.
"The gods have blessed us with water and food. Their grace and might are immense. We are eternally grateful."
"When conditions permit, we will build temples and shrines and offer devout worship."
"I shouldn't be praying to the gods for blessings anymore, but the insect plagues and droughts that have plagued us for years have left us starving and destitute."
"Countries are constantly at war in order to survive, and the people are suffering."
"The emperor was incompetent. Not only did he not provide food relief, but he actually increased taxes. Commoners often cut their own blood to feed their children, struggling to survive in despair."
"Now, the Tan family's Hu Ben are cut off from water and food, surrounded by a 400,000-strong barbarian army. The city is broken and the country is destroyed..."
After writing it, he threw it into a porcelain jar.
Uh...why did I forget to burn it!
Tan Junyan looked embarrassed and was about to take out the paper.
But when he leaned over and took a look, there was nothing in the tank.
Where is the paper?
Could it be... taken away by God!
If you throw gold and silver ingots in, will the gods take them?
Just try it and you’ll know.
Thinking of this, he went back to the bedroom and opened the small safe.
…
"Are you kidding me? I don't have 200 million."
Wang Yan was answering the phone.
The call was from my third uncle Wang Xiaoyao.
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