In ancient times, she gave birth to seven daughters and was divorced by her husband's family.

Except for the first reason which is somewhat legitimate, the following reasons are not quite right.

Bai Lu frowned when she heard this.

Finally, General Li spoke for a long time, and Bai Lu waved her hand impatiently, "Oh, that's enough."

"General, please turn back. When you return to the court, you should have a good talk with His Majesty."

"See if you can get any information out of me, and then tell me later."

"I am still very interested in this imperial examination."

Then she said bluntly: "I have seven daughters in my family, so I want all seven of them to take the imperial examination."

"Even if I can't really serve as an official, if I can take the imperial examination... that's good too."

Just like the college entrance examination in later generations, isn’t there no restriction on gender?

It’s good for children to experience it.

Bai Lu said to him with a smile.

Hearing this, General Li was shocked and said, "My God, you have seven daughters!"

"...Oh, that's right. After all, your shop is called the Seven Fairies Milk Tea Shop, which means it has seven daughters."

As he spoke, he turned to Bai Lu and said, "Okay, okay, okay, when I return to the court, I will help you ask."

"You have done me a great favor. I can still help you with this kind of thing. It's nothing."

He waved with a smile.

Then he said to Bai Lu: "Lady Bai, don't worry, I will definitely handle the matter you ask me to do."

Bai Lu bowed to General Li and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Afterwards, Bai Lu hurriedly went to find Master Jiang.

She didn't say anything to Mr. Jiang.

Young Master Jiang was also frightened at the front line. Now that he has finally reached the hinterland, he wants to have a good rest and is now asleep.

When Bai Lu heard that Master Jiang had fallen asleep, the guard next to her told her. Bai Lu nodded and hurriedly followed a few maids to prepare meals.

I have to see for myself what the meals they prepared are like.

Suburbs.

Ten minutes later, some soldiers started eating.

They took the big pot and went directly to the wild to make a fire.

Even though it is winter in the wild and it is difficult to make a fire, the soldiers can still pick up a lot of firewood.

And with many people helping, it only takes a few minutes to make a fire.

After the fire was lit, the maids threw large bags of black rice, yellow rice, and white flour into the pot, but mostly white flour because the white flour Bai Lu bought in the system mall was cheaper.

A lot of white flour is infested with worms and cavities, but it is this kind of rice that is the most convenient to take out during the White Dew Festival, and it is also the least noticeable.

It's really not Bai Lu, I won't give others good food. If all the good food is taken out, everyone will think: Why is Bai Lu so generous, taking out so much good rice, how much money does it cost to cook a meal? !

But even so, when it was taken out, everyone was stunned.

The soldiers couldn't help swallowing and said, "White Lady, why are you feeding us so well? You even gave us so much rice?!"

"And you see, there is so much rice in this pot! And there is only a little water!"

"It's called porridge, but it's just rice for us to eat."

"...She gave us mixed grain rice. Oh my god, she actually gave us mixed grain rice. How could she be so nice?!"

"Even His Royal Highness King Cheng didn't give us a meal of whole grains."

"...Oh my god, don't talk about the mixed grain rice for now, take a look first! What is this White Snake holding?"

"Look!! What are White Lady and the other maids holding?!"

Suddenly, some wounded soldiers couldn't help getting excited.

They jumped three feet high, ignoring their own numb wounds, and excitedly pointed forward with the remaining half of their missing three fingers.

"..."

Everyone was stunned, and then, looking forward, they saw Bai Lu and the maid below, carrying a large jar of pickles and moving forward with difficulty.

Of course, they are just pretending to be hardworking.

They all have natural powers, and Bai Lu also knows martial arts, so it's effortless for her.

As they walked, everyone rushed forward to help carry it.

Bai Lu refused their help, saying that they were all injured and should leave if they could.

A jar of pickles weighs 50 kilograms.

Bai Lu and his men put the pickles on the ground. After the pickle jar was opened, the smell of pickled cucumbers wafted out.

The other jar contains pickled mustard greens.

Next came pickled radishes, various pickled vegetables...and even a jar of chili oil.

Bailu held her forehead with her hand, thinking that she had taken the wrong thing. This was the chili oil she made at home, and since the jars were the same, everyone took it together.

But it’s better this way. There is not much oil in the soldiers’ meals, and eating some oil is good for the body.

If you can eat spicy food, eat some. It will keep you warm in winter.

As soon as you open the jar of chili oil, you can smell the spicy smell that chokes your throat.

Everyone couldn't help swallowing.

I don’t know how many people have not eaten salt for more than ten days.

There is a fixed amount of salt in their army.

Although things like salt are supplied to the army first, many of the wounded soldiers are not able to eat it because of their low ranks.

Many people swallowed their saliva, they wished they could go up and take some bites of the pickles!

Bai Lu and the others had already asked someone to cook porridge, and then said, "Those soldiers who are most seriously injured and cannot eat by themselves, you should come and eat first, and let the others help feed you!"

"The porridge will be ready soon. We have borrowed a lot of pots. You will be able to have a pot soon!"

If each of them gets a bowl, it can be shared by about 50 people and they can have a full bowl.

But if it is divided among about 70 people, it is barely enough, and each person can eat most of the bowl.

Next, the porridge in their pot continued to cook.

At least these people will have a full meal.

Just a little slower.

Soon, the first pot of porridge was cooked.

The rice in the porridge expands and absorbs all the water.

They drank the porridge, feeling extremely amazed, but also felt that... this could be considered as porridge that had not been cooked well.

The dry rice has everything in it, the white rice is mixed with yellow rice, corn, black flour...all of these are mixed in, the color is a bit mixed, and it's a bit sticky, after all, some of the flour is thrown in together.

Although the color is a bit strange, I can’t say how delicious or fragrant it is, but it is definitely filling.