NFBE Chapter 243 Cheng'er didn't take credit for it.
Chapter 243 Cheng'er didn't take credit for it.
Cang Lan Jingcheng was filled with joy, and this sense of accomplishment made him extremely excited. However, in his joy, he did not forget to ask his mother for advice on the questions in his heart.
Cang Lan Jingcheng looked puzzled and asked softly, "Mother, how exactly did I achieve this merit?" He looked like a curious child, eager to get an answer from his mother.
Su Nuannuan smiled slightly, her gaze gently falling on Cang Lan Jingcheng, and said slowly, "The fried noodles you developed are a great achievement. Why don't you think about what kind of impact and results it would have if this fried noodle were put into use in the army?" Her tone was gentle, as if she was intentionally guiding Cang Lan Jingcheng to think about the deeper meaning.
Upon hearing this, Cang Lan Jingcheng gently shook his head, frankly admitting that he was unaware of the information. After all, he had not yet truly entered the military field, so it was normal for him to lack understanding of these issues.
Seeing this, Su Nuannuan continued to patiently guide her, "Your mother introduced you to many edible plants before, right?"
Cang Lan Jingcheng immediately nodded and replied earnestly, "Yes, Mother once taught me that when we are on the march, we often need to be in the wild. When the army faces a shortage of food, the vast nature becomes a huge natural granary."
"That's true, but it's important to note that this doesn't apply to winter. Although countries have an unspoken agreement not to wage war in winter, things can change unexpectedly. What if war were to break out suddenly in the dead of winter?"
If it is a battle to defend a city, as long as the food and supplies from the rear can be supplied continuously and in a timely manner, then naturally there will be no situation where the brave and fearless soldiers suffer from hunger.
"But what if the army is deployed to fight in the field and doesn't have enough rations?" Su Nuannuan continued to guide the question.
“What Mother Consort said is absolutely right. Your son has already understood the reasoning behind it. In winter, if we are to go out to fight, it is really inconvenient to carry too much dry rations, as this would seriously slow down the entire army’s marching speed.”
That is why the fried noodles I developed are so significant. Not only are they easy to carry, but they also provide satiety, quickly replenishing soldiers' energy and alleviating their hunger.
"That's right, among all kinds of food, there is indeed none that is as portable as the fried noodles you developed."
Each soldier simply needs to carry a small bag tied to their body, which takes up no space and does not negatively affect the marching speed.
More importantly, even in extremely arid environments, it can still be eaten directly along with snow.
"So, does this mean that I have truly performed a great service this time?" Canglan Jingcheng asked uncertainly, still looking doubtful.
"That's right! You have truly made a great contribution this time. In this way, our soldiers will no longer have to worry about the enemy suddenly choosing to launch a war in winter."
“Mother, this fried noodle dish was created by me and Aunt Zhixiang. So, when you write to Father about this, could you please include Aunt Zhixiang’s name as well?” Canglan Jingcheng looked at Su Nuannuan with anticipation, his eyes clear and sincere.
Su Nuannuan couldn't help but feel very gratified. She gently stroked her son's hair and praised him with a smile, "I really didn't expect that my Cheng'er would be so selfless."
Cang Lan Jingcheng nodded sincerely and replied earnestly, "Mother, without Aunt Zhixiang, I would not have been able to make fried noodles by myself."
"Haha, okay, don't worry. Your mother will never ignore or deliberately erase the hard work and contributions Aunt Xiang has made." Su Nuannuan gently patted her son's shoulder, her eyes full of loving affection.
Just then, Su Nuannuan suddenly realized that her daughter, Canglan Jinyao, had not yet appeared. So, she looked up and asked Jinse beside her, "Jinse, where is Yao'er? Why hasn't she come over yet?"
Jinse quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and replied, "Your Majesty, after the eldest princess woke up from her afternoon nap, she went to the pharmacy with Miss Muge to prepare medicine. The eldest princess said that these medicines are specially prepared for the farmers."
Hearing Jinse's reply, Su Nuannuan couldn't help but chuckle. She thought to herself: Back then, her precious daughter's initial motivation for studying medicine was simply to create all sorts of cosmetics and make a fortune. But now it seemed she was truly dedicated to studying medicine and was able to apply her knowledge to benefit the people. Thinking this, Su Nuannuan's smile grew even brighter.
"Alright, let her be busy all day. But tomorrow, the military strategy course must officially begin no matter what," Su Nuannuan said softly with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Canglan Jingcheng's eyes widened immediately, and he asked with delight, "Mother, really? Can we really start learning military strategy tomorrow?"
Su Nuannuan nodded gently and answered affirmatively, "Yes, tomorrow we will begin to learn that magical method of troop deployment. Mother Consort has also prepared a new military chess set for you."
"Oh, by the way, Cheng'er, how much fried noodles do you have left? Your mother will send some to your father to try."
Canglan Jingcheng waved excitedly, pointed towards the small kitchen, and said loudly, "Mother, there are still many more. They are all in the small kitchen."
Su Nuannuan smiled slightly, gently patted her son's head, and said, "Alright, Mother knows. Cheng'er, be good, go play by yourself first."
Canglan Jingcheng nodded obediently, bowed respectfully, and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, I take my leave." Then he skipped away.
After her son left, Su Nuannuan turned to Jinse beside her and instructed, "Jinse, go and have Zhixiang pack a small cloth bag of this fried noodles. I'm going to write a letter to the Emperor to inform him of this." With that, she slowly walked to her desk, sat down, spread out the paper, picked up her brush, and after a moment's thought, began to write earnestly.
Seeing that her mistress had started writing a letter to the Emperor, Jinse quickly turned around and went out, heading towards the small kitchen.
After she brought back a small bag of fried noodles, Su Nuannuan finished writing her letter.
After the letter has dried, fold it up, put it in an envelope, and then seal it with sealing wax.