In a word, Tang Ping was directly stupid.

"What... What do you mean? ”

"That's what it means, this is not Chang'an in your world, if it is, your every move will rewrite history, and the world you are in will no longer exist."

"So it's a parallel world?"

"Well, that's so understandable, if you want to explain it to you in detail, it's hard to understand it with your IQ."

"I'll go...", was despised by the system, and Tang Ping didn't know what to say.

But scolding and scolding, anger and anger, the task still has to be done, don't you see that the task reward is to open the space-time transit node?

This may be an opportunity for me to return to the original world.

But no matter how he asked, how to complete this task, the system Xiaokong's answer was that he didn't know.

"Goo...", it was Tang Ping's stomach ringing, he touched his stomach, and then looked at his phone, it was already more than twelve o'clock, no wonder he was hungry.

Looking at Lao Cui, who had fallen asleep, and Du Laosan and Xiaoluo on the side, Tang Ping sighed.

Anyway, you still have to eat, even if the city is broken, it will be seven days later, isn't it? Can you starve for seven days?

"What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll order..."Halfway through the sentence, Tang Ping was stuck.

I usually solve it at a nearby restaurant or order takeout directly at noon, and only cook a meal by myself when I have a whim.

Just now, he also wanted to say that he ordered takeout directly, but thinking about it, it is estimated that it is a mysterious hungry rider, and he can't deliver takeout to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, right?

"Eat at noon?" Du Laosan was stunned, you must know that if it weren't for the fact that working in the field or fighting was too expensive, everyone usually ate two meals.

"Don't eat at noon?" Tang Ping was also stunned.

Then he remembered some of the novels he had read, and it seemed that most people in the Tang Dynasty did only eat two meals a day.

But I don't have this habit, you have to tell him to eat less at noon, and he will be hungry all afternoon.

And you can't eat it yourself, so let the old Cui who saved him just now watch from the side, right?

"Do you eat spicy?" Tang Ping asked Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo shook her head.

"I eat, I eat, the spicier the better, it's not me who blows, little brother, there's no spicy I can't eat!" Lao Cui said while lying on the recliner.

"You're a wounded, what do you eat?"

Tang Ping asked Du Laosan again, and then took a handful of noodles and went upstairs to the small kitchen.

Well, the refrigerator upstairs also has electricity, and the natural gas stove also has gas.

Not to mention anything else, at least my small shop still maintains a water and electricity tee.

Boil the water and fry four eggs while the noodles are boiling.

After a while, four bowls of omelettemen would be fine, and after thinking about it, another bowl of noodles peeled a ham sausage and put it in.

This is already the limit of Tang Ping's cooking skills.

I found a tray, took four pairs of chopsticks and went downstairs.

"Huhu..."Lao Cui and Du Laosan sniffled: "What smell?" It smells so good! ”

"Just one bowl of noodles per person!" To be honest, if it was in the past, just entertaining guests with such a bowl of omelette, Tang Ping really couldn't handle it.

But now, it's just a matter of time.

I and Du Laosan want to eat spicy food, but there is no chili oil in the store, so I will use the old godfather.

Distributing the noodles to a few people, Tang Ping took a bite and looked up at the three of them, only to find that none of them moved their chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"It's... This is noodles? ”

To be honest, the three of them have lived together for decades, and they have never seen noodles like this, and they don't know how to put chopsticks for a while.

The noodles are as white as snow and the thickness of the roots is uniform, an egg looks charred and golden if I don't know how to make it, and the pink thing is not known to be it, but the smell of this noodle makes people appetize.

"Alright, let's eat! Not enough..."I wanted to say that I couldn't do it myself, but I was afraid of trouble, so I said: "If it's not enough, I'll find you something else to cushion." ”

"Enough! Enough! ”

swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, but they were really hooked by the taste, Xiaoluo and Du Laosan both picked up their chopsticks.

Xiaoluo is okay, at least the food looks more Sven.

Du Laosan ate a lot of food, even if his mouth was hot, he was reluctant to spit it out, hahaha took a few breaths, and then swallowed it, and then took a second bite.

Lao Cui had no way to eat noodles by himself because of an injury in his hand, so he could only watch Du Laosan be swept away, and he swallowed saliva anxiously there: "Du Laosan, are you a dog reincarnated by a demon?" Why don't you feed Lao Tzu two bites! ”

Seeing the way several of them ate noodles, even Tang Ping's appetite improved a lot, and while eating, he asked, "Lao Cui, Lao Du, you have fought a war, right?" ”

"Naturally, I have been beaten, I slipped it!"

"Woohoo! Hey, little brother, Du Laosan and I were the first to rush into Chang'an back then! ”

Speaking of past achievements, both of them are proud.

"Then what do you think will be able to repel the Turkic army outside the city?" Professional questions find professionals.

Now Tang Ping can get in touch with the most professional people in the war, and they are the two old men in front of him who are snorting and eating noodles.

Both of them paused slightly, and after glancing at each other, they asked with some confusion and excitement: "Doesn't the little brother have a way to retreat?" ”

In their opinion, although this little brother Tang Ping looks weak, everything around him is full of mystery and unknown, even if there is an immortal method to retreat.

"Uh... Because I came down to practice, my mana was blocked by the master, and I can't use a large immortal spell until my life is in danger, and there is no way to make the Turks retreat from the army..."Tang Ping's words made the two of them slightly disappointed.

"The Turkic army outside the city is led by their Jieli Khan, who is also a famous Turkic general, and it will be difficult to repel them!"

Tang Ping nodded, if these two old soldiers had a way to retreat, they would not accompany him to eat noodles here.

"If, I mean, you can repel the Turks, what do you think is the most likely solution?" Tang Ping continued to ask without giving up.

The two looked at each other again and said affirmatively:

"Now the strength of the city is not superior to the Turkic army, if you want to repel the Turks, it is estimated that there is only one way to attack at night!"

"It's just that Najili Khan will definitely not give us such an opportunity, in fact, at the beginning, General Cheng led people to attack a large Turkic camp at night, but he was ambushed and almost couldn't come back."

"Night raid?" Tang Ping nodded, as far as the film and television dramas and novels he watched, night raids could indeed win more with less.

But what he can think of, can't many generals in the Tang Dynasty think of it?

"If we want to fight with Dou Jiande back then, we won by night attacks."

"That's right, I remember that at that time, our brothers sneaked into Dou Jiande's camp, and shouted that Dou Jiande had been ambushed while setting fire, and then killed indiscriminately for a while, which was really cool!"

Hearing this, Tang Ping suddenly looked at a corner of his shop.