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Chapter 355: Sugar Cannonballs

The cooks had strange expressions on their faces. The surrendered soldiers from the Desert Kingdom were from the "enemy country", and yet they were entitled to eat a bucket of sugar every half a month?

It was a favor that the "enemy" soldiers were not beaten to death, and His Majesty the King even gave them candy...

I feel like I have come to an incredible place!

The boar man waved his hand impatiently: "Cook now."

The cooks were in mixed feelings as they carried barrels of wheat flour and sugar to the cafeteria, where some surrendered soldiers from the Desert Kingdom were already cooking. These surrendered soldiers were divided into several races.

Human chefs, camel chefs, gerbil chefs, each of them is responsible for the meals of the surrendered soldiers of their own race.

Today is a day for candy. The chefs from several tribes all looked very happy while cooking. Some were even stealing candy... but stealing candy is natural for chefs, so no one complained about them.

The human chefs were obviously the best, as they were actually cooking a strange kind of fish. The fish gave off a strange sour smell, yet also had the sweet aroma of sugar. The two smells mixed together, and instantly made the chefs of the Poplar Knights' noses stretch a lot.

A cook soldier couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

The human captive of the Desert Kingdom replied, "You don't understand? Haha, this is what His Majesty the King taught us. It's called sweet and sour fish, and it's delicious. After we learned this dish, His Majesty the King also gave us expensive vinegar, which we combined with sugar to make a unique sweet and sour delicacy. New here, it seems that you can only make bread, so you plan to make some sweet bread?"

This sentence made the newcomers feel a little embarrassed, because they really were planning to make some sweet bread.

The old captives were full of pride as "experienced people": "Newcomers are like vegetables. After all, you have been poor for a long time and have not eaten anything good. Now that you are here, you should learn more. His Majesty the King often gives you amazing things."

The newcomer had no choice but to smile and say, "Okay, we will learn."

The people of the Desert Kingdom did not know that Zhang Jingyi provided them with seasonings and asked them to cook fish in order to "save food." After all, there were abundant fish and seafood resources in this world. If he could make the captives love eating fish, he could save a lot of money on transporting food to this world and create a balance.

Not only sweet and sour fish, they also learned how to steam fish, boil fish, and braise fish...

Anyway, the elves could catch tens of thousands of pounds of fish with one net using their large fishing boats. Just sending a little bit of them to the labor camps would be enough for the prisoners to eat for several days.

The new chefs walked around the cafeteria and felt that their lives had been wasted just by seeing the expensive spices being wasted by the surrendered soldiers from the Desert Kingdom.

A cook soldier couldn't help but ask the camel driver: "Do you eat better here or in the desert kingdom?"

The camel man rolled his eyes. "Is that even a question? I was a soldier in the fucking desert kingdom, and I didn't eat as well as the prisoners here."

Cook Soldier: “…”

The camel man took out a piece of watermelon from the cabinet behind him, bit into it, and his mouth was full of red juice. He said proudly: "See? This watermelon is full of water, sweet and fragrant. I have never seen it in the Desert Kingdom. After coming here, His Majesty the King actually rewarded us with a lot."

This is the melon that Zhang Jingyi bought when he went back to the countryside to "help farmers". The fruit market is not good this year, and with too much rain, the watermelons are juicy but not sweet enough, resulting in poor sales. In many places, the price of watermelons has dropped to less than one yuan per catty.

Even so, the watermelons could not be sold and were about to rot in the fields. The farmers were miserable.

But then Zhang Jingyi came and with a wave of his hand, he bought all the watermelons in the fields of his hometown and saved all the watermelon farmers in the village.

The villagers probably never dreamed that these watermelons would come to another world and become a delicacy for the camel people.

Camel people are tall and have a huge appetite. They like to eat juicy food, and watermelon has become their favorite. One ton of rice can eat several watermelons. Hundreds of camel people can eat thousands of kilograms of watermelon in one meal.

What a model of helping farmers! Now let them go back to the desert and ask Pharaoh: "Do you have any watermelons?"

If the Pharaoh answered no, the camel people would probably rebel on the spot.

The new cooks felt that they were complete bumpkins here.

They were happy that they got a bucket of candy before, but now they couldn't help but sigh: "I am so stupid! Really."

The cooks put away their excitement and quietly mixed the sugar and flour together. There was no time to let the dough rise, so they simply made them into hard bread sticks. But it didn't matter, as they often ate this kind of hard bread that hadn't risen.

Poor people don’t care about so many things, as long as they have something to eat.

After a while, the baked bread was packed in large baskets and brought to Hardy one by one.

The soldiers of the Poplar Knights did not know that there was sugar in the bread at that time. They looked at the appearance of the bread and felt that it looked very ordinary. Then they saw that the expressions of the cooks were very "gloomy", and they felt that it must not be a good thing.

A soldier came over, picked up a piece of bread, and broke it with his hands as he walked, complaining, "It's so hard! Is the dough not foamy?"

Cook Soldier: "Where is the time to make the dough?"

Soldier: "That's true. Well, just eat it."

He stuffed the bread into his mouth...

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh? Is it sweet?"

Another soldier nearby said, "You are talking nonsense. Fine flour is sweet to begin with."

"No! It's not the sweetness of flour." The soldier biting the bread exclaimed: "It's sweet, real sweetness... It's the taste of sugar, my God."

Everyone: "?"

The soldiers rushed forward, each grabbed a piece of hard bread and stuffed it into their mouths, and then everyone showed an expression of surprise and confusion on their faces: "It's sweet! It's really sugar, my God, it's actually sweet."

Hadi also picked up a piece of bread and took a bite. He was immediately shocked. Ordinary soldiers couldn't taste it, but he, a noble, could. This bread was sweeter than honey bread. Was it made with top-grade sugar? Maybe Ugumantai rarely had the chance to eat such sweet bread.

just now……

Are your group of big-name soldiers eating like crazy?
"Is this food for the prisoners?"

Hardy's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, this is not good: Will this group of people listen to me in the future?
He glanced at the soldiers. Just now, this group of soldiers were very cautious when entering the labor camp, and they were always watching his eyes. At his command, they rushed out to protect him even at the risk of their lives.

But now, they have no time to pay attention to their own expressions, they are all looking at the bread.

Where is the bread?

This is clearly a cannonball made of sugar, and it hits people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)