"Confidential matter?" Everyone was stunned and turned their eyes to Zhang Zhi quickly. Fu Gong rushed to ask, "Ming Court, what confidential matter?"

"Everyone, our great man's Prime Minister Zhuge has appeared!"

Zhang Zhi said in a shocking way, and then said, "Just last night, the Prime Minister asked him to send a dream to me and told me in advance that Huo Yi had decided to surrender. I must not let down the country's kindness and must lead our loyal and righteous people in Wulian County to raise an army to restore the country. In addition, the Prime Minister also clearly told me that our great man had not yet finished his energy and would be able to rebirth in the ashes. He told me and you, the loyal and righteous people in Wulian, must not give up hope."

"real?"

Fu Gong asked in disbelief, and the rest of Wu Lian Wenwu quietly exchanged glances and said in his heart: "Call the ghost! Even if it is true, it must be you, a young boy, who is thinking about it, so he had such a dream."

"Even if I say it is true, I'm afraid everyone will find it difficult to believe what happened in the dream."

Zhang Zhi said slowly: "To be honest, even after waking up from the dream, I was very suspicious that I had just had an unrealistic dream. However, after seeing the divine thing that Prime Minister Zhuge gave me in his dream, I immediately realized that I was not having a beautiful dream, but the real Prime Minister Zhuge appeared in the sky and helped our great man revival!"

"Prime Minister Zhuge gave you a divine object to the Ming court in his dream?" Fu Gong retelled in confusion and asked in surprise: "Ming court, what divine object?"

Zhang Zhi did not answer, but turned to Zhang Zheng next to him and ordered: "Zhang Zheng, go to my room immediately and bring all the things you saw but didn't know. Also, ask someone to boil a pot of soup quickly... No, hurry up and boil a pot of soup, and then bring it to the hall. Remember to bring some bowls and chopsticks, each of the people present, each with a big bowl and a pair of chopsticks."

Zhang Jian agreed and quickly arranged for people to boil water to get the bowls and chopsticks, then quickly returned to Zhang Zhi's room, and soon took all the fifty bags of Huafeng Sanxian Noodles. Zhang Zhi took it, and then handed over a bag of instant noodles to everyone present, saying, "Please look, this is the divine thing that Prime Minister Zhuge personally gave to me."

Needless to say, holding instant noodles from later generations and enjoying the packaging that is absolutely exquisite in this era, as well as the bright patterns and simplified regular characters on the packaging. Of course, Wu Lian Wenwu present exclaimed repeatedly, "What is this?"

"Is this shrimp? It seems that there are chicken pieces? What a beautiful egg!"

"What are the characters on this? Why have I never seen most of the characters?"

"What kind of bag is this? It's so smooth and tough."

"Does these be painted? Why do they look like they are real?"

Unable to answer the questions raised by his subordinates, and he was too lazy to answer them. Zhang Zhi just shook his head and then simply said: "You don't need to ask too much. I don't know the answers to the questions you asked you, because the time is too short, and I didn't have time to ask the Prime Minister for these questions. In short, remember that this kind of magical thing is called instant noodles."

"Instant noodles?" Zhao Quan, the governor of the village, rushed to ask: "Mingting, what is this instant noodles used for?"

"For food," Zhang Zhi explained: "Although it is not delicious, it can barely fill our stomachs and solve the problem of food and grass for our resumption of the country."

Hearing this, Zhao Quan said nothing and immediately bit on the instant noodles packaging bag. After biting two bites, he spitted again, and then said in surprise: "Can't you eat it? It can't be broken at all, and it doesn't taste at all."

After being laughed by Zhao Quan's antics, Zhang Zhi personally taught Zhao Quan to open the instant noodles packaging bag, take out the noodles, put it in a large bowl that had been taken, and then opened the ingredients and poured the ingredients on the instant noodles. Finally, he said: "When the soup is boiled, pour some soup and soak the noodles softly, stir it for a while and you can eat it."

Zhao Quan nodded with no idea, and the other Wu Lianwen and Wu Lian followed suit and prepared instant noodles in a hurry. Zhang Zhize turned to Zhang Zheng next to him and asked, "Zhang Zheng, are you ready for the banquet I asked you to prepare? When you are ready, please deliver it quickly. We will eat noodles and vegetables, and discuss the major event of the uprising."

"The little one goes to the kitchen and ask."

When Zhang Jian quickly went to the kitchen, he couldn't help but curiosity. Zhang Jiu had already dipped his fingers in a little powder of the ingredients sprinkled on the dough cake, and then put them in his mouth to taste. As a result, he just licked it. Zhang Jiu's turbid old eyes were already wide open, and he licked it in disbelief, and then screamed loudly: "Nephew, are you too extravagant? Why are you putting so much salt?"

"What? Is salt?"

Except for Zhang Zhi, everyone present was shocked, and then they quickly followed suit, dipped their fingers into ingredients and tasted them. Then they shouted, "It's really salt! What a delicious salt! I've never eaten such delicious salt!"

"What's so amazing about a little salt, MSG and spices?"

When Zhang Zhi was surprised, he suddenly found a major event in his original physical memory. The entire area of ​​Jingke, located in Guizhou in later generations, did not produce salt. The salt used by the people relies on the local supply of Yizhou. Not only is the price extremely high, but because Yizhou has fallen and cut off its trade routes, the salt in Jingke is already pitifully small. Not to mention ordinary people, even Zhang Zhi was willing to put a few sparse and countable salt grains for every meal!

Not only that, because the craftsmanship is not up to standard, the salt of this era is also coarse salt, with many impurities and bitter taste, and the taste is very poor. The instant noodles seasonings are all refined salt, plus MSG and various spices. In terms of delicious taste, it naturally surpasses the salt of this era.

"No wonder there was such a reaction. It's great. Now you don't have to worry about blocking my salt road for the enemy."

When Zhang Zhi suddenly realized and was secretly happy, Wu Lian officials had already used their fingers and quickly put them into their mouths with ingredients dipped in instant noodles. When Zhang Zhi saw it, he hurriedly said, "Okay, don't taste it. Wait until the soup comes to instant noodles, so that the noodles will be more delicious. Otherwise, without ingredients, this instant noodles will be even less delicious."

It was Zhang Zhi who asked again, and Wu Lian tried to stop, and then smacked his lips to taste it while complimenting, saying, "It's so delicious, so delicious, it's even better than the delicacies of mountains and seas! How can there be such delicious salt in the world?"

While waiting for a long time, the county temple back kitchen finally brought a banquet and boiling water. Zhang Zhi taught everyone to make instant noodles. As a result, after pouring boiling water into the noodle bowl, the familiar and rich instant noodles seasoning fragrance immediately rushed into Zhang Zhi's nostrils. Zhang Zhi, who had been used to smelling this fragrance, was indifferent to it, but Fu Gong, Zhao Quan and others twitched their nostrils violently, and then shouted: "It smells so fragrant! Oh my God, why are there such fragrant things in this world?"

As they shouted, Fu Gong, Zhao Quan and others rushed to pour boiling water into the noodle bowl in front of them, and then rushed to lie on the noodle bowl like a dog and sniff it vigorously, salivating as if they had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

"Tujiuzi."

When Zhang Zhi was despised in his heart, Zhang Zheng suddenly tapped Zhang Zhi's back from behind and said with a pleading face: "Young master, can you let me eat a little too? It's so delicious that I can't help it!"

"Look at you like that." Zhang Zhi smiled and complained, then handed the noodle bowl in front of him to Zhang's price, and said, "You can eat it first after soaking, I'll make another bowl."

Zhang Jian couldn't wait to thank him and took it. Zhao Quan couldn't wait to put the chopsticks into the noodle bowl and stir it, saying, "I can't help it, I'll take a bite first."

"It's not soaked yet, it's not delicious."

Zhang Zhi's kindness dissuasion did not work. He just stirred it a few times with chopsticks. Zhao Quan grabbed a half-soft noodles into his mouth and chewed it. As a result, he only tasted it for two bites, and Zhao Quan suddenly started yelling...

"Mingting, you lied to me-!"

Zhao Quan's roar made Zhang Zhi stunned, and then Zhang Zhi asked in confusion: "General Zhao, have I lie to you there?"

"You said it wasn't delicious, but you were lying to me!" Zhao Quan yelled, "If this instant noodles are not delicious, then there will be no delicious food in the world!"

When Zhang Zhi was dumbfounded, Wu Lian Wenwu who were present had already followed suit, all of whom were stirring the noodles impatiently, and then even more impatient to bring the semi-soft noodles into their hands, and then...

"Heaven! Heaven! How could there be such delicious food in the world?"

"The divine object! It is worthy of being the divine object given by Prime Minister Zhuge himself! It's so delicious! It's so delicious!"

"It's so delicious! If I hadn't tasted it myself, even if I beat me to death, I would have believed that there would be such a delicious thing in this world!"

Only the old Cang Cao Zhangjiu did not yell, but he held the noodle bowl and ate the instant noodles that had not been completely soaked. Tears were shed in Zhangjiu's turbid old eyes. He cried while eating noodles, sobbing, "I have no regrets! I can taste such a delicious food in my own mouth, and I have no regrets!"

The most exaggerated thing is still the Tunchang chief Zhao Quan. He was like a starving ghost reincarnated. The wind swept all the noodles and drank noodle soup without leaving any left. Zhao Quan suddenly held the Wan and knelt down on one knee, held the Wan with his head raised and looked at Zhang Zhi and shouted loudly: "Ming Court, I will ask you for something. As long as you agree, I will be yours! Even if I go up to the mountain of swords and go through fire and water, I will never frown!"

"General Zhao please get up quickly, please say something?"

"No! Unless you agree with the Ming court, the last one will never get up!"

"What does General Zhao want to ask for?"
Chapter completed!