Chapter 6 — I use an iron ladle to raise the power of the gods

13. Very quickly, the opportunity came. Northern barbarian tribes, taking advantage of the warm spring weather, began to continuously harass the border, plundering and killing. A large-scale conflict could break out at any time. The atmosphere in the military camp immediately became tense. The General summoned all the lieutenants and captains to discuss and discuss strategies to deal with the situation. That day, I had just brought freshly stewed ginseng soup to the General. Standing outside the tent, I heard them arguing heatedly. The warring faction and the peaceful faction each have their own opinion, no one can convince the other. I walked in with a bowl of soup, the corner of my eye accidentally glanced at the military map hanging on the wall. On it were marked the detailed layout of troops and the terrain of our two enemy sides. I'm just a cook, and I'm completely ignorant about marching and fighting. But when I returned to the kitchen, I unintentionally recounted the debate I heard in the tent and the layout on the map to Tieu Triet who was helping me pick vegetables. His eyes lit up. That is the light that only a hungry wolf can have when it sees its prey, full of desire and confidence. “They are wrong.” He put down the basket of vegetables in his hand and walked to the sand table I temporarily set up for him. Holding a small wooden stick, quickly draw bricks on the sand table. "The barbarians this time are only harassing east and west. Their main force will definitely come from here..." He pointed to an unattractive valley on the map, Ung Sau Gian.

“Ung Sau Gian's terrain is difficult, easy to attack, they can't…” I instinctively repeated the arguments I heard from the conference room.

“It's because everyone thinks so, that this place is the most fatal breakthrough.” In Tieu Triet's eyes, the light of wisdom sparkled. “Although the barbarian cavalry is not good at attacking and destroying ramparts, if a team of warriors breaks through Ung Sau Gian and attacks directly into the rear food warehouses of our army, our front-line army will automatically disintegrate without having to fight for long.”

His analyzes are reasonable and clearly logical, making even an outsider like me have a heart attack after hearing them. “So you…” I looked at him.

“I have to go and report to the General.” He clenched his hands. “This is the only chance.”

However, it is not easy for an exiled sinner to want to meet the Great General with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. Tieu Triet went for several days in a row, but was stopped outside by guards, and didn't even have a chance to report. He became more and more impatient. Seeing that war was about to break out, I looked at his impatient back and forth appearance, and finally let out a sigh. Raising a son is truly tiring. 14. The next day, I made a cabinet, Buddha Climbing the Wall. Of course, it is the "bang" version for military camps. Use all cheap scrap ingredients. But through my meticulous cooking, it still smells delicious and spreads ten miles away. I carried the food box, using the excuse of "improving the General's meals", and once again went to the central army headquarters. This time, I didn't rush in, but outside the tent "accidentally" tripped over a stone and fell.

“Wow!” My body weighing more than two hundred pounds fell to the ground with a thud. Food boxes rolled around, soup spilled everywhere. The extremely loud noise shocked me The general and the generals inside.

“Who's making noise out there?” A majestic voice rang out.

I cooed "ah ah ah ah", and took the opportunity to scream loudly: "General, forgive me! I'm a kitchen boy, I want to bring the General some delicious food, who would have thought... alas, my old back..." I screamed, winking at Tieu Triet who was pretending to pass by not far away. Tieu Triet immediately understood and rushed to help me up with great difficulty. At the same time, he hurriedly said to the General who had just heard the sound of coming out: "General, I have an urgent military situation to report, it's about Ung Sau Gian!"

“Ung Sau Gian?” The general is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a resolute face. He frowned, his eyes stopped on Tieu Triet. “Who are you?”

"He's my nephew, he has a bit of a mental problem, he keeps babbling all day long. General, don't take it to heart." I interrupted Tieu Triet's words, rubbing his back while smiling, and at the same time secretly pinching him hard. Now is not the time to reveal his identity.

The General's eyes glanced over the two of us, finally stopping at the overturned food box. That mouth-watering scent made him crave it. You have no interest in my "nephew". But when it comes to the food we make, we are obviously very interested.

“Forget it, think about your sincerity, stand up.” The general waved his hand and told me. “This dish smells good. I'll make some and bring it here.”