The other person next to him also glanced into the bowl.
He took a sip of porridge and smacked his lips.
"Today's porridge tastes better than yesterday's."
"Is this an improvement in the food? Or a change of chef?"
Lao Li got the porridge first, and he ate it while muttering to the people around him in confusion.
At this time, the soldier who was beating the gong struck it again.
He yelled at the top of his lungs!
"Did you notice anything different about the porridge you had today?"
Someone shouted back, "Yes!!!"
"The vegetable leaves in today's porridge are a little wilted! They're not the same fresh leaves as usual!"
Some people burst into laughter.
“Ding ding ding!”
"Be serious! Everyone, be serious!"
The general said with a fierce face, "The vegetable leaves in our porridge today are pickled vegetables prepared by the Imperial Master!"
“Of course it’s different from fresh leaves!”
What?
Pickles made by the imperial master???
Upon hearing this, everyone present was excited!
"What what?"
"You said the pickles in this porridge were pickled by the Imperial Master?!"
"The Imperial Master is in Xianyang. How come her pickled vegetables are here?"
"You're stupid!"
"That must have been pickled by the Imperial Master in Xianyang, and sent to us."
"Oh, that's right. A lot of the food we eat is sent from Xianyang."
"It's normal to bring some pickles from Xianyang."
"Eh? No! What pickles?"
“Is this dish pickled with salt?”
"That's right!"
The general shouted, "This is the latest method developed by the Imperial Master, a method for pickling vegetables."
"These pickled vegetables are called pickles."
"It can increase the salt content and give you more strength!"
"Besides, these pickles are better than just adding salt to your porridge, right?"
"Our pickled vegetable porridge will be served every day from now on!"
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