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"Both won't spoil?"
If preserved well, could it even last indefinitely?
Su Qianxue stepped forward in astonishment, her beautiful eyes shimmering as she gazed intently at Jiang Han, her heart overwhelmed with shock.
The ability to preserve the Compressed Biscuit without spoiling, which was only half the size of a palm yet could sustain a person for a day, was astonishing. It contained sugar, salt, and meat powder among other ingredients. Not only did it surpass all pastries available on the market, but it also far exceeded all other foods.
Su Qianxue was determined to strengthen her country and often disguised herself to patrol the streets, understanding the conditions of the common people and various prices in different areas. She was well aware that sugar was almost exclusive to the wealthy. A piece of candy could ensure that people remained alive even in hunger, yet sugar was extremely scarce. Not to mention the common folk, even soldiers rarely had the chance to taste it.
However, a piece of Compressed Biscuit containing sugar was sold for just twenty wen! It was simply a bargain!
Moreover, there was salt! Salt is essential for the human body, yet ordinary people could not afford it; they had to make do with Cu Bu. Cu Bu was a fabric left over from vinegar brewing that had a sour taste and could barely provide a little salt to its users. The price of salt was also exorbitant, especially for soldiers who needed it even more. Without salt for an extended period, their limbs would weaken; they wouldn't have the strength to stand, let alone fight. A single Compressed Biscuit provided both sugar and salt.
Furthermore, transporting military supplies to the front lines was already challenging! For every ten pounds of military rations sent to the front or border, at most only one pound would remain; the other nine pounds would be consumed along the way. The laborers transporting these supplies also needed food, so whether it was Xiao Mai or any other food item, due to size and transport issues, Wan Dajun required ten thousand pounds of food each day.
However, preparing one hundred ten thousand pounds of food for transport to the front lines meant accounting for losses along the way. If they switched to Compressed Biscuit instead and prepared one hundred ten thousand pounds of rations, they would only lose about thirty percent during transport. This meant that one hundred thousand pounds of food would reach the front lines intact. With the same transportation methods and personnel, they could transport several times more military rations while ensuring long-term preservation without spoilage—this was an enormous advantage.
Su Qianxue recalled that most military rations consisted of Xiao Mai, Corn, and Dried Meat. Xiao Mai and Corn had to be roasted dry; otherwise, they might sprout during transport and become inedible. Even when reaching the front lines, they had to be consumed within three months; otherwise, environmental factors could render them unfit for consumption. Dried Meat could last half as long but was difficult to mix with salt and sugar. Overall, the advantages of Compressed Biscuit were at least ten times greater than those of traditional military rations.
For Su Qianxue, previously supplying Wan Dajun for battle was a challenge; now with Compressed Biscuit under similar logistical conditions, she could supply ten Wan Dajun for war! Such a winning strategy could not help but move her deeply.
The maid beside her quickly spoke up: "Your Majesty, should we request the City Garrison Command to urgently seal off this area?"
The maids who had long followed Su Qianxue understood the importance of the Compressed Biscuit.
No! It was too late. Su Qianxue shook her head slightly as she scanned the crowd of civil and military officials.
She knew that the news about the Compressed Biscuit could no longer be contained. As it stood, this affordable and high-quality military ration could only be produced by Shopkeeper Jiang. If she could purchase more, she would gain a significant advantage.
Minister of Justice Luo Yuhua, though not knowledgeable about military matters, understood food well. He looked at the Compressed Biscuit in Jiang Han's hand, his cheeks twitching involuntarily as a look of astonishment crossed his face. He murmured, "One piece is enough to sustain a person for a day; this is simply an excellent military ration. If we had a large supply of Compressed Biscuits, our dynasty's army would never have to worry about logistics again!"
Historically, when two armies clashed, they could only sustain themselves for two or three months due to the high consumption of supplies. However, if they used Compressed Biscuits as their rations, even Wan Dajun, which previously could only support two months of standoff, could now last for twenty months. Even without engaging in battle, they could exhaust their opponent through logistics.
This Compressed Biscuit was truly unbeatable.
Luo Yuhua stared at Jiang Han in shock, realizing he needed to reevaluate this so-called useless person.
"Citizens! For just twenty coins each, come and give it a try!"
"Old man, remember to buy it and take a bite of the Compressed Biscuit with a sip of water! You should nibble on it; don't be like that guy who took a big bite and surely broke his teeth!"
Jiang Han chuckled as he personally welcomed customers to buy the Compressed Biscuit.
After paying, many citizens each took a piece of the Compressed Biscuit and began to eat. They followed Jiang Han's advice—one bite of the Compressed Biscuit followed by a sip of water. Soon, the first person finished and exclaimed with a full belly, "I feel so full! It's not just from drinking water!"
Others who had eaten most of their pieces chimed in: "I feel the same way! I quickly ate most of mine and now I feel a bit stuffed."
Shopkeeper Jiang's Compressed Biscuit was simply an affordable delight!
"Shopkeeper Jiang, this Compressed Biscuit is truly the best pastry in the world!"
"Shopkeeper Jiang, I want to buy more of your Compressed Biscuits!"
The common people who had originally scorned Jiang Han suddenly expressed their desire to buy more. Especially those whose finances were not particularly robust stated that eating Compressed Biscuits was far more economical than regular meals.
Che Chengyun observed the crowd carefully, and his expression darkened. As the Langya Prince, he was well aware of the military's needs and understood the significance of Compressed Biscuits. However, he also realized that he seemed to have been manipulated by Jiang Han!
If it weren't for Jiang Han's elaborate ruse to draw him in, then an unusual food like Compressed Biscuits wouldn't have reached such popularity so quickly. It would have taken a considerable amount of time for the common people to develop any interest in it. It was his own presence that had led to the unprecedented surge in the popularity of Compressed Biscuits.
Ah! Che Chengyun slammed his hand against the wall in frustration, glaring at Jiang Han.
Jiang Han, meanwhile, was busy attending to the two women selling Compressed Biscuits. He stepped in front of Che Chengyun, cupped his hands slightly, and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Langya Prince, for making this possible for me!"
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