In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

"Besides fighting, what else can you do?"

Sun Shangxiang retorted defiantly:

"They are warriors! What else can they do besides fight?"

"That's the problem!"

"When the war breaks out, when will it be their turn?"

"That's why management is needed."

"Then how do you suggest we manage it? Anyway, this is your residence, you're in charge."

Sun Shangxiang remained defiant.

She wanted to see what Zhao Yu could come up with.

"One hundred people, divided into ten combat teams! Ten people per team!"

Group 1: Logistics Procurement Task Force (codename: Bargaining Gang).

Task: Responsible for purchasing groceries and supplies for the entire government.

Selection criteria: loud voice, ruthless eyes, and shrewd calculation skills.

Groups 2, 3, 4, and 5: Special Security Task Force for the Residence (code name: Urban Management Team).

Task: Responsible for guarding and patrolling the main gate, four shifts a day.

Selection criteria: cold and aloof appearance, with a fierce aura.

Group 6: Housekeeping and Cooking Support Group (codename: Vegetable Cutter).

Mission: Assist the Second Miss (Cao Jie) in the conversion of resources.

Selection criteria: good knife skills, fast hands, and most importantly—love to eat.

……

After listening to the plan, Sun Shangxiang

Their eyes lit up.

"That sounds great, and very professional! Let's do it your way! Hongxiu, assemble!"

That afternoon, a group of special "customers" arrived at the Xuchang vegetable market.

Hongxiu led ten female soldiers dressed in red.

They walked into the vegetable market in Xuchang with a menacing air.

She walks with a confident stride, her eyes sparkling with a carefree spirit.

The vegetable vendors on both sides were so frightened that they thought it was the gang leader who had come to collect protection money.

Hongxiu stopped in front of a fish stall.

The fishmonger was a man.

They're used to shortchanging people.

"How much is this fish?"

Hongxiu pressed her hand to the hilt of the knife and asked coldly.

The shopkeeper swallowed hard: "Ten...ten coins a pound."

"Ten coins?"

Hongxiu frowned.

Behind him, a group of sisters stepped forward in unison, their eyes fixed on the boss.

Hongxiu drew her dagger.

He used the tip of the knife to lift the fish's gills to examine them, then patted the fish's body with the back of the knife.

"Cloudy eyes, dead fish; dark gills, not fresh; scales falling off, leftover from yesterday."

The verdict has been announced.

"Five coins a pound, I'll take the whole basin. To sell or not to sell?"

The boss looked at the gleaming knife, then at the group of female assassins:

"Sell! Heroine! Five coins it is! I'll even give you this pot for free! Please don't kill me... please don't be angry!"

In less than half an hour, Hongxiu returned triumphantly with the "bargaining gang".

They not only bought out half the market with a brutal 50% discount,

They also helped the butcher next door catch a petty thief who stole money—they simply dumped the man two blocks away.

This is an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

In Jiangdong, how could they possibly have the opportunity to experience the joys of this kind of everyday life?

When he returned to the manor to report the results of the battle,

The other female soldiers who didn't go were so envious their eyes turned red.

"Princess! The people of Xuchang are so hospitable! That vegetable vendor insisted on giving me two scallions!"

Hongxiu waved the scallion in her hand excitedly.

"Yeah! I think I'm better at bargaining than I am at killing people!"

Sun Shangxiang looked at the excited faces of her subordinates.

Although something felt off

But the amount of money left over was real.

He could only nod with satisfaction.

"Well done... really well done."

Seeing that Hongxiu and the others had made contributions outside,

Meanwhile, Cao Jie was busy in the kitchen.

Directing the "vegetable choppers" to chop vegetables and wash dishes,

She already has the air of a matriarch.

Sun Shangxiang's sense of crisis suddenly surged.

"No, absolutely not."

"This is the Zhao residence, and I am also one of the mistresses. I can't let the Cao family's maids steal the limelight."

It's just cooking.

As the art of war says, governing a large country is like cooking a small fish.

Conversely, cooking small fish shouldn't be that difficult, right?

What's the big deal?

Rolling up her sleeves, she stormed into the kitchen, pushing Cao Jie aside:

"Tonight, I'm personally cooking this meal! I'll show you my culinary skills!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu

"Uh, Shangxiang, everyone has their own expertise, so how about we..."

"Shut up!"

Sun Shangxiang glared at him.

"I can kill people, so killing a chicken and cooking is no problem for me!"

"Hongxiu, bring me in one of the vegetables you just bought!"

"Clang!"

The kitchen door was closed.

It hasn't even been a few minutes yet.

Then came the sound of firecrackers exploding in the kitchen.

Then, a plume of black smoke drifted out.

Sun Shangxiang also came out carrying a plate of soup called "Farewell My Concubine".

The entire room fell silent.

How to describe the surface of that soup?

It's purple.

Several pieces of partially burned charcoal were still floating on top.

There's also a whole scallion that's inexplicably there.

"Try it!"

Sun Shangxiang looked on with anticipation.

Isn't this a biological weapon?

[WARNING! Highly toxic substance detected! Main ingredients: undercooked black-boned chicken, lethal dose of Sichuan peppercorns.]

The host is advised to play dead immediately.

"Um... Shangxiang, I suddenly feel a little full..."

Zhao Yu tried to back away.

"No, you have to eat it!"

Sun Shangxiang slammed her hand on the table.

"This is my first time cooking! Please give me some face!"

Cao Jie just watched and smiled.

She had done this bad thing before.

"This soup seems a bit overcooked... How about letting Big Yellow (the watchdog) taste it first to see if it's salty enough? He has a keen sense of smell."

Big Yellow came running at the sound.

It wagged its tail and licked it.

next second.

Big Yellow fell stiffly to the ground.

With a push of its four legs.

foaming at the mouth

Sun Shangxiang scratched her head awkwardly:

"It seems... the medication was too strong. Next time I'll use less Sichuan peppercorn; maybe this dog can't handle spicy food."

Forget it.

From then on, a sign was erected in the Zhao family kitchen:

Sun Shangxiang is not allowed to enter.

……

As time went by, it was only four days in total.

Zhao Yu's "as long as the house isn't demolished, I'll do whatever I feel like" attitude is a kind of aura of indifference.

And under Cao Jie's culinary offensive of "meals are served anytime you want to eat,"

This women's army underwent a qualitative change.

The morning slogans are gone.

The plum blossom stakes in the courtyard were originally used for martial arts practice.

All sorts of quilts and clothes were hung out to dry, making it look like a dye shop from a distance.

On the training ground, there was no longer the clash of swords.

A group of female soldiers, led by Hongxiu,

They are researching a new "formation"—which is actually the prototype of square dancing.

They found that this exercise was not only good for their health, but also provided a great opportunity to gossip, making it much more interesting than standing at attention.

"Hey, have you heard? That rouge shop on East Street has released a new product!"

"Really? Then I'll go check it out after our shift change!"

"By the way, I heard that the young master was forced to kneel on a washboard by the second young lady again last night?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, even a son-in-law has his pride."

Zhao Yu lay on the rocking chair,

Basking in the sun, listening to the cheerful laughter around me.

I took a leisurely sip of tea.

"This is what life should be like. Fighting and killing is too tiring."

Only one person is still trying to resist this torrent of "salted fishification".

Sun Shangxiang is still practicing swordsmanship.

"Hey! Ha!"

He thrust each sword with utmost seriousness, trying to awaken his sisters' fighting spirit with his diligence.

Sheathed his sword and turned around.

"Sisters! Look at yourselves! Do you still look like the elite of Jiangdong? Get up! Train with me..."

However, no one moved.

Because Cao Jie had just come over with several maids, carrying several bolts of silk fabric.

"Oh! Is this the new 'Yunjin' brocade that came out this year?"

"Oh my god, this color is perfect!"

"Second Miss, could you make me a cloak out of this fabric?"

A group of female soldiers immediately surrounded them, and the discussion became very lively.

"Princess! Look! This color of fabric would look amazing as a battle skirt!"

"Yes, Princess! Besides, embroidery is all the rage now. How about we embroider the character 'Zhao' on our cloaks?"

Sun Shangxiang's hand holding the sword froze in mid-air.

Looking at his subordinates who had completely fallen,

Then he glanced at Zhao Yu, who was lying in a rocking chair in the distance, being fed grapes by Cao Jie.

"..."

"never mind."

We can't win, we really can't win.

He threw the sword on the ground.

She walked into the crowd and squeezed past Hongxiu to sit down.

He picked up one of the pieces of fabric: "How stupid!"

This color makes my skin look dark! I need to choose the red one! Save one for me too, I want to get a new outfit made!