Shen Chuwei looked up at Xiao Jinyan upon hearing his words, seeing an unusual glint shining in his phoenix-like eyes.
In the military camp with so many soldiers, each one having a pack or a bucket, it must be at least a hundred thousand...
The thought of a hundred thousand instant noodles caused her to subconsciously clutch her pocket tighter.
Xiao Jinyan was actually coveting her instant noodles!
"Your Highness, isn't it said 'before the troops move, provision must go first'?"
Xiao Jinyan nodded, "Although that's true, shortages of provisions only occur unexpectedly if they can't be delivered in time."
Shen Chuwei let out a sigh of relief, thank goodness, her instant noodles were safe.
If she never got the chance to return to modern times, she would still have instant noodles to eat over the decades.
The next day