The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The mutton tumbled in the pot, and the smell of meat filled the whole town.

After a while, the steamed buns are also out of the pot.

I saw the fist-sized hot white steamed buns being brought out, and the soldiers of the Ning family lined up to start taking them.

One person took three big white steamed buns, and then lined up to make a bowl of mutton soup, which is very exciting to eat in this cold winter.

There is not much mutton in each person's bowl, only two or three pieces, but it can also be addicting, and the soup can be drunk at will.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army and Li's Army looked at the food of the Ning's Army and couldn't help swallowing.

In the past, after the old prince was killed in battle, the food of the Ning family's army was only half-full of vegetables, but they were still able to eat multi-grain cakes to keep themselves full. At that time, there was an indescribable sense of superiority.

What if Ning Jiajun became famous again? What about the elite army? In the end, it is not enough to eat or not to wear warm clothes.

But now people not only eat meat and soup, but also eat big white steamed buns, the soldiers of the two armies are really unable to balance their hearts!

At this time, the generals of the two armies were also attracted by the taste of the broth. When they found out that it was the food of the Ning family army, they could not help but look at each other. When did the food of the Ning family army become so good?

Ning Xi also walked to the barracks at this time, and the soldiers were not afraid when they saw her, they all carried their bowls and nibbled the steamed buns and greeted them, "Little Prince!"

"How is it, are you still used to it?" Ning Xi was wearing a red fox fur, which set off that delicate and beautiful face like a peach blossom. In this withering cold sky, it is more admirable than the independent plum blossom. Eye-catching.

Even the soldiers of the other two armies sighed in their hearts, Ning Xiaowang looks really good!

"Get used to it, as long as the little prince is there, we'll all get used to it!"

"Haha, we eat well and dress warmly, we are the same everywhere."

The soldiers smiled cheerfully at Ningxi.

For Ning Xi, they were respectful, afraid, and like to be close. Ning Xi was better than them in training, and he was much more dignified and ruthless than usual. Anyone who dared to joke would definitely be punished to death.

But in private, Ning Xi was very easy to get along with. He and the soldiers could eat meat and drink in big bowls together. Even talking about Huang Duanzi made people happy, which also shortened the distance between them.

Therefore, as long as it is not a serious occasion and training, the relationship between Ning Xi and the soldiers is more like brothers.

When the soldier who was making mutton soup saw this, he immediately took a bowl and handed it to Ning Xi, "Little Prince, let's warm up with a bowl of soup."

Ning Xi didn't dislike it, he picked up the bowl and drank it, and the soldiers of the two armies were stunned for a moment.

"Today's taste is authentic, keep it up next time!" After drinking Tang Ningxi, she expressed her encouragement.

Hearing Ning Xi's compliments, the fellow soldiers laughed so cheerfully that their mouths were crooked, "Haha, it's all thanks to the little prince's good teaching!"

"..." The soldiers of the two armies twitched their mouths not far away. The authentic broth made of broth had something to do with Ning Xi's teachings. These big-headed soldiers were really good at flattering.

"Little Prince, this soup is so fragrant because of the ingredients, do you want to save it in the future?" asked the guy who made the soup for Ningxi.

Ning Xi waved his hand: "It's okay, just let Xiacheng deliver it after I've used up this king."

Xiacheng has introduced a lot of seeds for seasoning, and now they have been cultivated in large quantities, there is no shortage of this.

"Okay!" The head soldier was relieved after hearing this.

One of Li Jiajun's generals looked down at the white radish soup in the bowl and the multi-grain cake in his hand and frowned, "I don't know if Ning Jiajun wanted to show it off on purpose, or it will be this kind of food in the future."