Since she used a whole chicken, Yao Zhi ended up making enough soup for 15 people. But considering the appetite of the soldiers, she didn't have to worry about wasting food.
If they couldn't finish it, she could just let her husband share it with his comrades. It would help him build a good rapport with them.
Swords and spears had no eyes, and her husband might face dangerous situations during battle. Having more good friends might save his life in battle.
While she had no worries, Fu Chen'an was stunned by the portion. He looked at the huge pot and asked, "Wife, why did you make so much soup?"
"I put too much water when cooking and ended up with this huge pot," Yao Zhi replied as she ladled a bowl of soup for him. "If we can't finish it, just share it with your brothers."
Hearing this, Fu Chen'an reached into his clothes and took out a silver ingot. Seeing this, Yao Zhi's eyes widened. "Husband, where did you get this silver?" she asked.
"The General gave it to me."
