My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World

Feng Xiyan, having spoken to Bai Hanyun before, calmly clasped his fists and replied, "Understood."

Then he turned to the generals, who were still gawking at the mirror with their mouths wide open.

Understanding their shock, he coughed lightly to attract their attention before saying, "General Tan, clear the area around the warehouse."

Coming back to his senses, Tan Pengtai quickly replied, "Yes, Great General!"

He rushed out of the tent while Feng Xiyan wrapped the mirror in red silk and headed to the warehouse, the others following behind.

The barracks' warehouse was really just a few tents used to store grain. With the imperial court stopping providing the Feng Army with supplies, they were empty.

Standing in the clearing nearby, Feng Xiyan unwrapped the mirror and said, "Fairy Bai, we are ready."

Hearing this, Bai Hanyun went to the backyard and said, "Stand back. Be careful—you might get hit."

After her warning, she began throwing packs of food into the mirror. The next second, packs of steamed buns began flying out from the mirror on Feng Xiyan's side.

Seeing this, Fan Wanming exclaimed excitedly, "Look! Buns made from white flour!"

He rushed to grab a pack, tore it open, and found twenty buns inside. Unable to resist, he reached for one and took a big bite.