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Suddenly, Che Chengming felt that Jiang Han was utterly inhumane! This meat was clearly something that had gone bad before being used. Jiang Han actually gave it to the disaster victims; he was simply not human.
Although he was an Heir, he had enough life experience to understand that this kind of meat, once cooked, was obviously something that had first been left uneaten until it spoiled, then dried out to become this jerky-like state! It had to be meat that had gone bad first and then dried; otherwise, it wouldn't have reached this condition. Unlike the Grass Cavalry's dried beef, which did not undergo complete dehydration.
Thinking this way, Che Chengming looked at Jiang Han and couldn't help but shake his head. You truly are a beast. Your instant noodles may look splendid on the outside and have a fancy packaging. It almost made the Crown Prince believe you spent a fortune on it! Turns out, that's how you did it!
Today, if I don't win against you, I won't be able to face anyone. Che Chengming felt confident and composed, not realizing that the meat was actually produced using dehydration technology for preservation. Moreover, this kind of meat would expand when it came into contact with hot water.
The differences in technology led to varying perceptions. Jiang Han couldn't help but want to burst into laughter. Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed a bottle of cola and took a few sips, feeling refreshed.
Then he called over Ling Xue and the others to add more firewood so that the water in the large pot would boil faster. " Shopkeeper Jiang, it should only take a few more minutes for the water to boil!"
" Shopkeeper Jiang, we have enough water here to soak a thousand bowls of instant noodles at once!" Cen Ya and Yan Dong responded to Jiang Han.
Jiang Han nodded. The women continued to instruct the attendants to carefully monitor the stove. Meanwhile, Piao Xue and Ling Xue urged the other attendants to keep bringing firewood to increase the heat during these few minutes of waiting!
Che Chengming felt certain he would win! The disaster victims looked at him with hopeful eyes. Che Chengming reveled in their gaze and whispered, "Father, it's my mission to defeat Jiang Han after all. You and Che Chengyun will never manage it."
Today, I will achieve a great victory while so many disaster victims watch. Not only will this strike a blow against Jiang Han and help us reclaim our Weapon and Token, but it will also undermine Su Qianxue's authority.
Wang Lao couldn't help but exclaim, "Heir, you are truly blessed! Before this, neither the prince nor the previous Heir had such luck. We managed to catch Jiang Han red-handed, cheating and using inferior goods!"
We must hold on with all our strength. Don't be fooled by Jiang Han's current lack of reaction. You should know that a cunning merchant like him won't reveal his true intentions until the very end.
Che Chengming glanced at Jiang Han, who was casually sipping that dark liquid, and suddenly felt that Wang Lao was right. But what exactly was that black liquid Jiang Han was drinking? Why did it seem to be looking at my cola?
You bet with me, and you send me money—I'm so happy! The new Heir and this Retainer, right? Come, have some cola on me; it's my treat.
It had been years since Jiang Han had been so generous to offer to treat someone. Che Chengming looked curiously at the cola being handed to him and murmured, "Why do you call this black water cola?"
What? Are you afraid I might poison you?
Jiang Han smiled as he twisted open the cola, poured a mouthful into his mouth, and swallowed, showing an expression of enjoyment. He added, "I'm planning to turn this into military supplies in the future! A Soldier without food can survive on just one bottle of this!"
Confused, Che Chengming took the cola, seeing that Jiang Han had already drunk it, which meant it probably wasn't poisoned. With a mindset of trying it out, he took a sip—what if it was a mutated sour plum soup? The color of sour plum soup is also quite dark, just not as dark as this.
Huh? What is this?
Che Chengming suddenly spat out the cola, his face contorted in pain.
Wang Lao was greatly alarmed, looking shocked at Jiang Han, then back at Che Chengming. "What happened, Heir? Is this stuff poisonous?"
Most likely it's poisonous! This black water attacked my mouth!
With a horrified expression, Che Chengming pointed angrily at Jiang Han. "Did you dare to poison me?"
It's harmless! Hahaha!
Jiang Han took the bottle of cola and gulped it down.
Che Chengming, utterly shocked and unable to believe what he was witnessing, tentatively asked, "Aren't you afraid that this black water will attack you?"
Just accept that you're a fool! Let me see if the water has boiled yet.
Unfazed, Jiang Han set down the cola and walked over to the large pot. He saw that the water inside had already started bubbling. He looked at Cen Ya, nodded, and said, "It's ready."
Cen Ya turned to the attendants and said, "Bring the hot water, but don't pour it into the instant noodles."
The attendants, each carrying two buckets of instant noodles, lined up in front of the large pot. Yan Dong, standing by the pot, scooped a large ladle of hot water and poured it over the noodles, just enough to cover them.
After eating their noodles, the attendants quickly covered their bowls and stuck plastic forks into the openings as makeshift seals.
As time passed, bucket after bucket of instant noodles was returned to the tables.
"Heir, our rice porridge is ready!" someone announced. It was now time to distribute it to the disaster victims.
Another person, Jiang Jiang, chimed in. Che Chengming observed this scene and then looked at the victims. He immediately said, "Let's open two channels for distributing porridge first, allowing some victims to eat rice porridge before we let others have that instant noodle thing from Jiang Han."
"Porridge is being served! Porridge is being served! Porridge is being served!" shouted Zhou Peng's attendants from the Wangfu.
The disaster victims rushed forward eagerly but were threatened with knives by the Wangfu House Servants, forcing them to line up patiently in two queues.
Che Chengming watched this unfold with a satisfied smile. "Jiang Han, I've already started here. When can you get that instant noodle ready?"
"Let me check!" Jiang Han replied. After opening a bucket of noodles and seeing they were nearly done, he called out to the victims to come eat.
At first, the victims shook their heads vigorously, unwilling to approach. Even though Zhou Peng's line had stretched over a hundred meters long, they still hesitated to go towards Jiang Han.
Jiang Han chuckled lightly and signaled Cen Ya and the others to open the instant noodles.
As soon as the noodles were revealed, a steaming aroma wafted through the air, instantly captivating many of the victims and making their eyes widen in surprise.
One victim could no longer resist; trembling slightly, he approached the table where the noodles were displayed. Looking at the steaming bowl, he murmured, "It smells so good! Even if I die after eating it, I have to try it first."
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