This was the first time Li Shiji had tasted such a delicacy, and he was so moved by it that he burst into tears on the spot.
"Your Majesty, you're so biased! Why didn't you bring out such good military rations sooner so we could have a few more good meals? Waaah..."
Li Shimin smiled awkwardly upon hearing this.
"To be honest, this was hastily made on the way..."
"Made on the way?"
"Your humble servant does not believe it!"
"Your Majesty, I just saw it. The flatbread was clearly deep-fried in hot oil. How could we have time to make such a thing while marching?"
Li Shimin smiled smugly upon hearing this.
"You wouldn't know that, would you?"
"I had long ago entrusted Li Jue with the management of the food and provisions for the 50,000-strong army. Li Jue then ordered the local officials along the route to make preparations in advance, which is why we have this Xianyang noodle!"
"There's a story behind Xianyang noodles."
“Back then, my eldest grandson suffered from dissociative identity disorder, forgetting many people and things from the past, and even no longer recognizing me.”
"I raised him in Xianyang and gave him a minor title. To thank me, this grandson sent me several dozen catties of this kind of flour when I returned to Chang'an..."
Upon hearing this, Li Shiji couldn't help but sigh.
"What a filial eldest grandson!"
"yes!"
"Li Jue is indeed a filial and good child!"
"Let's take a walk around the military camp and see how the ordinary soldiers are eating!"
"promise!"
The two walked around the military camp, stopping frequently. They saw that every soldier was eating Xianyang noodles. However, compared to their Xianyang noodles, the soldiers' meals were much simpler. Not only did their noodles not contain beef, but some didn't even have egg drop soup. They only had boiled vegetables in water and a large spoonful of lard to make do.
Even so, Li Shiji was still dumbfounded.
This was far superior to the food provided by any army in the Tang Dynasty. Many soldiers in the Tang Dynasty probably had never tasted such delicious noodles in their entire lives!
However, in Li Jue's army camp, this kind of noodle was just a standard item!
"Your Majesty, could you perhaps discuss with your eldest grandson and ask him to spare some tens of thousands of catties of flour for me, so that my mischievous lads might also get a taste of this delicacy..."
"Well..."
Li Shimin initially wanted to agree immediately, but considering the difficulty in producing this item and the fact that he didn't know how much stock he had in the army, he dared not make a promise rashly.
Just then, he saw a figure and immediately called the person over in an annoyed tone.
"Li Jue, get your ass over here!"
"what?"
"Your grandfather, Shiji, wants to ask you for a favor!"
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