The steamed buns are still the same as before, and although the porridge boiled in rice is very thick, it is not fresh. But with the addition of pickled mustard gnocchi, everything is different. After the rich aroma of meat, it brings people a light, indescribable comfort after eating.

It's not as sensational as the two major restaurants launching new dishes, but quietly, the business of the steamed bun shop is also hotter than before, and there are more people in line.

Seeing that the reputation of Hongyuan City's food city is getting bigger and bigger, Dingbei Hou is so happy that he can't close his mouth, and every time he looks at the direction of the Seventh Legion, he is wondering, do you want to see if you want to see how that kid got so many fish in one net.

At this time, Mo Hongxian, Wanrou, and Zhao Danqing had already followed the earth-shattering mercenary group on the road and went directly to Qingshan Village......

Just when the overall situation of Hongyuan City had been decided and the people's hearts were stable, Jiang Xingchen was desperately directing the masters in the army to push the winch.

After being taken to this frozen lake with no end in sight by the old man, Jiang Xingchen didn't rest for a minute.

The old man smashed the ice, he explored the fish, of course, he told the old man that he was making a nest, and he didn't care whether the old man believed it or not.

Many soldiers had been waiting here for a long time, and the winch and the piercing rod were also quickly ready, Jiang Xingchen's mark on the ice had not yet been completed, and the old man couldn't wait to dig a hole.

Under the surprised gaze of a large group of military masters, Jiang Xingchen used the piercing rod to lay down the net, and began to teach them how to push the winch, not to use force.

For seven or eight months, he did not rest, and the huge lake was not sheltered at all, and the wind was so strong that it could blow people away, and his snot flowed out from the cold.

The winch rotated slowly, and everyone on the ice held their breath except for the whining of the wind, and their eyes were fixed on the exit of the net.

When Wu Tianfeng called them over, everyone thought that this matter was unreliable, how could there be a net to fish in winter, they couldn't imagine how to cast a net and spread it on the ice.

However, when they saw the 400-meter net fall into the water little by little, their suspicion turned into anticipation.

Finally, the first fish appeared, and all the soldiers trembled with excitement, and for half a month they could only eat two meals a day. They couldn't help but look forward to the situation where the fishing nets were pulled up in the back.

As the big net continues to come out of the water, the second, third...... Ten, hundred, the density of fish is getting bigger and bigger, and the zuihou are all huddled together.

At this moment, all the soldiers couldn't help but cheer in unison, letting out a wolf-like howl, and hundreds of people roared in unison to suppress the whistling wind.

Jiang Xingchen wrapped the animal skin tightly outside, snorted his nose, and showed a smile. Just like the original singing and dancing pre-audition, this kind of heartfelt and cheering in unison is his favorite.

But then he could not be happy, and dozens of sturdy sergeants hula surrounded him in the middle, stretched out their hands and grabbed him, and then threw him into the sky with cheers.

Jiang Xingchen fell, was caught, and then thrown up again...... He felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and secretly said in his heart: "Could these guys be football players who have crossed the earth, how can they play like this......

I have to say that there are a lot of fish in this blue lake, and more than 20,000 fish have been caught in this net.

Some of the soldiers happily transported the fish back to the front line, but Jiang Xingchen couldn't allow him to rest, and began to cooperate with the old man and began to locate the second fish nest......

In the big tent of the Seventh Legion, Wu Tianfeng paced back and forth, although he had confirmed that Jiang Xingchen could catch the fish, but at this time, he was still a little worried. After all, this is related to the lives of countless soldiers, the military rations have been exhausted, if Jiang Xingchen does not hit, then he can only fill it with people, and now he can't give the opponent a chance to recover.

Pedal Pedal ...... Hurried footsteps sounded, and a pro-soldier ran in quickly.

"How is it?" Before the soldier could speak, Wu Tianfeng couldn't wait to ask.

"Cheng ...... Whew...... It was a success! Lord Jiang caught nearly 70,000 catties of fish in one net...... Now the convoy is rushing back! Lord Jiang and Old Man Tang are ready to go to the second net!"

When the soldiers told him, his eyes were still flashing with excitement and disbelief, a net of 70,000 catties of fish, and when he heard the news, he didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings.

Wu Tianfeng's reaction was similar, and he muttered dumbfounded: "Seventy thousand catties, is it so much......

Immediately after, he clenched his right fist and slammed it into the palm of his left hand, making a snapping sound, and shouted: "Great! Go, hurry up and let the cooks prepare, and add food to the soldiers today!"

After the soldiers ran out, Wu Tianfeng was in high spirits, strode out of the camp tent, looked at the direction of Bibo Lake, and said: "Good boy, I really have you, count me Wu Tianfeng owes you a favor!"

As he spoke, he turned around, looked at the faint Pingjun City not far away, and sneered: "The sergeant does not have to worry about food and clothing, and he is full of physical strength, I see how you still hold on......"

For three whole days, Jiang Xingchen and the old man worked almost day and night, and a total of ten nets were laid, and nearly 500,000 catties of fish were hit. He couldn't help but sigh, there are so many fish in this blue lake!

Three days later, a soldier galloped in and shouted from afar: "Great victory! Great victory......

Rushing to the front, the soldier turned over and dismounted, and knelt on one knee: "Lord Jiang, Old Man Tang, Pingjun City has been conquered, and our army has won a big victory!"

"Boom~" Before Jiang Xingchen and Old Man Tang could speak, the soldiers who followed the fishing cheered in unison, daxiao, roaring, and crying, this big battle lasted so long, everyone's hearts reached the limit of bearing, and now it is finally over.

Jiang Xingchen and the old man also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the old man is okay, as a great master of the Yuan Qi realm, he has galloped thousands of miles, and he has nothing to do after three days of busyness, but Jiang Xingchen can't do it, after three days of high-intensity operation, he feels that he can't hold it anymore.

A long breath erupted, and Jiang Xingchen was about to sit down.

But at this time, he suddenly found that the gang of soldiers looked at him again, and their eyes were shining, like wolves seeing meat.

"Oops~ These souls are still addicted to play!" Jiang Xingchen wailed in his heart and yelled: "Don't come here, otherwise I will let the legion commander ...... Hey, Soul Fade, you're in the wrong place!"

Jiang Xingchen finally failed to escape the fate of being thrown away, and once again felt the uncomfortable energy of dizziness and dizziness.

The old man watched from the side, and couldn't help but smile, he knew that these soldiers were really grateful to Jiang Xingchen. If it weren't for the fish he faught, they would have to go hungry and attack the city, and their chances of survival were too small......

zuihou, Jiang Xingchen, who was dizzy, was put down, and the old man reached out to hold him up, and told the soldiers, he wouldn't go to the Seventh Legion, just go back and let them send the fishing nets back.

It's not that he deliberately handles it, but Jiang Xingchen really can't bear it, for three days in a row, he has been freezing outside, and if he doesn't rest, there will be problems. And when it came to the Seventh Legion, a group of wolf-like men, in order to express their gratitude, they had to pour this kid to death with wine.

After speaking, the old man put Jiang Xingchen on his back and left directly.

Afterwards, Wu Tianfeng knew the old man's decision, and he also understood his thoughts, so he couldn't help but feel more sorry for Jiang Xingchen, people don't know martial arts, so they worked hard for his Seventh Legion for three days.

After instructing the soldiers to deliver fishing nets to Qingshan Village, he calmed down and picked up a pen to write a letter to the military headquarters of the imperial capital......

A day later, there was silence in the Imperial Military Headquarters, and the marshal looked at the white silk in his hand, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

A group of military officials below looked at the marshal with obvious anxious expressions on their faces.

"Pingjun City was captured by the Seventh Legion, the general of the Dongxuan Kingdom was captured alive, and countless materials in the city were captured......"

The marshal finally raised his head and read out Wu Tianfeng's good news word by word.

"It's been captured, and Pingjun City has finally been captured!" The entire military headquarters was jubilant in an instant, a month ago, the hope of capturing Pingjun City appeared, but a heavy snowfall that had not been encountered in a hundred years completely submerged this hope, but now......

This good news is like a mountain, the people who smashed it are dizzy, and the people in the military department still have some feelings like they are in a dream for a long time.

After a long time, the marshal stood up, glanced at everyone below, and set off directly to the palace, which the emperor didn't know yet.

Half a month later, in the palace hall, Emperor Qiankun slapped the table hard and roared: "Okay! Well done!"

The marshal looked at the Emperor with some consternation, it had been a long time since he had seen the Emperor lose control of his emotions since he ascended the throne.

"Marshal, how much did the Seventh Legion lose this siege?" After a long breath, the Emperor calmed down and asked.

"The damage is not small, but it is still within an acceptable range!" replied the marshal.

"Oh?" said Emperor Qiankun with a puzzled look on his face, casting an inquiring look.

"Zuihou for a few days, although the military rations could not be transported, Jiang Xingchen invented a method of winter fishing, and tens of thousands of catties of fish were caught in a net, and it was only by relying on these fish that the soldiers recovered their strength!"

"A net of tens of thousands of catties, it's in this season!" the emperor also couldn't help but show a look of disbelief.

After a slight pause, the marshal bowed slightly and continued: "Originally, I also wanted to tell the emperor earlier, but considering that it was too unbelievable, I didn't tell you, but made my own decisions and let Jiang Xingchen go...... Please punish the Emperor!"

"What to reprimand!" the Emperor waved his hand and said, "If it weren't for the marshal's decision, I wouldn't have agreed to hear it, this is simply child's play...... But in the end, we won!"

Saying that, the emperor stood up, couldn't hide his smugness, and said with a smile: "It's Jiang Xingchen again, it seems that my vision is good!"

The corner of the marshal's mouth twitched slightly, and he echoed: "The emperor really has a good vision, and there is not a single person like this for decades!"

When the emperor heard this, he smiled, changed his words, and said lightly: "The current negotiation has finally changed to us taking the initiative!"