TPITWOHEF

Chapter 152

The Jing Country version of the Old Beijing chicken roll used the same sweet sauce that was traditionally paired with Jing roast duck.

The fried chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, wrapped in a soft flatbread along with fresh, crisp lettuce. The bread was slightly thicker than the pancakes used for roast duck, providing a satisfying chew for the hungry soldiers who had been training all day.

Combined with the rich, oily fried chicken, sweet sauce, and the refreshing crunch of vegetables, each large bite exploded with flavor in their mouths.

"This stuff is amazing!" one soldier exclaimed.

"One isn't enough to fill me up, but it's substantial. I want three more!" another chimed in.

Outside the military camp's kitchen, a pack of hungry wolves eagerly awaited their turn.

Fortunately, these rolled flatbreads could be made quickly.

[Hehe, fast food is truly an assembly line, churning out food at high speed.]

[Unlike slow-cooked dishes that require simmering in rich broths.]

Xiao Chuchu watched for a while, amused by the scene.

She soon turned her attention to Duoti and the grassland soldiers, observing as they devoured each roll in just a few bites, their eyes gleaming with delight.

It wasn't long before the camp's kitchen staff began to improvise, inspired by these somewhat Western-style fried chicken rolls.

They started wrapping all sorts of ingredients in flatbreads.

The kitchen was soon producing an impressive variety of rolls filled with shredded potatoes, cured meat, bean sprouts, and more.

The speed of production was remarkable, and large platters of diverse rolls were sent out in quick succession.

Duoti and the grassland soldiers ate their fill, thoroughly enjoying the meal.

The sophistication of Jing Country's cuisine far exceeded their expectations.

Even their military rations had such variety!

"Today," announced Zhao Qianwei, the camp's commander-in-chief, as he approached the soldiers who were standing and eating, "these rolled flatbreads were conceived by His Majesty the Emperor and Lady Consort Liu."

Duoti was taken aback.

Most of the Jing soldiers also paused their eating, looking gratefully towards the Emperor and Lady Consort Liu who stood nearby.

"Your Majesty, would you like to say a few words?" Zhao Qianwei fawningly turned to Xiao Yunzhou.

Xiao Yunzhou, basking in the soldiers' grateful and admiring gazes, felt a surge of emotion. As he stepped forward, ready to praise himself, he began, "Today, I have come here to—"

Suddenly, he heard the Little Princess exclaim inwardly.

[The leader is about to speak!]

[Comrades, thank you for your hard work—]

"!" Xiao Yunzhou's prepared self-praise suddenly caught in his throat.

The Little Princess's inner voice, like a stroke of divine inspiration, had jolted his mind awake!

'Comrades, thank you for your hard work...'!?

Was this how celestial leaders addressed their divine soldiers?

It was truly earth-shattering, deafening, and deeply moving!

Xiao Yunzhou's face immediately flushed red in front of nearly a thousand soldiers.