Chapter 50 Goes down in history

With the small cubes that the fat man built up with frozen tofu, everyone seemed to have a clue whether Mosha would clump after a thousand years, which is a question, but this risk is unaffordable.

Baozi knocked on the hot pot with chopsticks and said, "Eat quickly, the meat is old, what are you doing?" ”

Qin Shi Huang put the top piece of tofu into the pot, and my eyes lit up and said, "If we remove this top too, won't the contents be safe?" ”

Xiang Yu said with rare modesty: "How to go?" This is not something that can be done by a few strong men who pull out thousands of pounds, how many miles is a tomb within a radius of several miles, how heavy is its top? ”

I saw that Qin Shi Huang always smiled and didn't speak, and said carefully: "Brother Ying, do you have a way?" ”