"Your Highness, rest assured, the tunnels for the main battlefield have been dug almost completely. We will bury the gas cylinders in them, cover them with thin wooden boards, and then cover them with a layer of yellow sand."
"But the main force of the Northern Barbarians numbers nearly 300,000, and we only have 300 gas cylinders left, which is probably not enough. Could you... ask the gods to bestow some more?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yue Zhao felt that what he said made a lot of sense.
"Uncle is right, I'll go back to the manor now and pray to the gods!"
She rode back to the general's mansion, took the treasure bowl out of the cabinet, and wrote a note to the gods.
Chu Xiao lay on the sofa. He was hungry and tired from delivering supplies that afternoon, and he fell asleep without realizing it.
When he woke up, he saw Qin Yuezhao's little note floating out of the copper basin.
It says that she used a gas cylinder to blow up the Northern Barbarian army that was launching a surprise attack, and now their morale is greatly boosted.
But as expected, the main force of the Northern Barbarians will attack Liangcheng in the next two days, and she hopes that the gods will grant her more medicine.
Just as Chu Xiao was about to agree, he saw gold ingots and gold bars clattering out of the copper basin.
They were glittering gold, a total of twenty gold bars and twenty-five gold ingots.
They're all 100 grams each.
It weighs 2,800 grams in total, and at market price it can sell for around 2.7 million.
If we sell it to Huo Zishan and the others as an antique, we can get more money.
Chu Xiao immediately replied to Qin Yuezhao with a message: "Okay, I'll get the goods for you later."
Just then, the rumble of trucks sounded outside the yard.
Chu Xiao then remembered that the grain ordered that morning had arrived, and the first batch of cloth and cotton had also arrived. He quickly added another message to Qin Yue Zhao: "Quickly find an open space and deliver the supplies to you."
Upon receiving the message, Qin Yue Zhao hurriedly carried the treasure basin into the yard.
"Thank you, God. Yue Zhao is ready."
Before long, bags of rice, flour, sweet potato starch, rice noodles, and noodles were raining down into the yard.
The rice and flour were piled up like small mountains, at least a thousand bags.
She had never even seen sweet potato starch or rice noodles before, and had no idea what kind of starch they were made of.
Chen Wan'er pinched off a piece, chewed it, and exclaimed in delight, "Your Highness, this is made from sweet potato starch. It looks just like it, and it's even a little sweet. I've never eaten such good whole grains before."
"The gods eat all sorts of different kinds of coarse grains, it's really enviable."
As the two were giving thanks to the gods, soybeans, mung beans, black beans, barley, wheat... fell from the sky.
Each package weighs about 100 pounds, and there are five or six packages of each item.
Chen Wan'er's voice trembled, especially when she saw black beans, barley, and wheat:
"Your Highness, is this horse feed? Is this the kind of feed that the gods' celestial horses eat? Isn't it better than what we humans eat?"
Qin Yue Zhao picked up a small handful of wheat and rubbed it vigorously in her palm.
The outer shell was rubbed off, revealing round, white rice grains.
She poured it into her mouth and chewed it vigorously.
It smells so sweet and fresh, even more so than the corn she usually eats.
Chen Wan'er followed her example, rubbed some wheat into her mouth, and was as happy as a child.
At this moment, many strange bags fell out of the treasure bowl.
Each bag contained black clothes, colorful fabrics, snow-white cotton, and high-top leather boots.
Although Chen Wan'er was a female general, she was still a girl after all. Her eyes lit up when she saw so many brightly colored and novelly patterned fabrics.
"Your Highness, look! It's all fabric! The people of Liangcheng have new clothes to wear!"
“When you asked the elderly, women and children of Liangcheng to sew clothes for the soldiers in the city, I wanted to tell you that there was no more cloth in the city. I didn’t expect the gods to send it so timely.”
"And this cotton! Even if a harsh winter really comes, the people won't be afraid of freezing to death!"
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