The next day, Zhao Heng invited Yingzheng and Wang Jian to his small western-style building.

Then, he asked his two guards to set up a barbecue grill in the courtyard, and then took out all the meat skewers and vegetarian skewers that had been prepared from the ice book.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Wang, today I invite you to masturbate!"

Zhao Heng said with a smile.

Masturbation?

Although Ying Zheng and Wang Jian have long been accustomed to Zhao Heng's novelty words, they still can't imagine what it means to masturbate and what kind of string it is? How do you masturbate?

"Cool, happy, you go upstairs and move all the sofa stools to the courtyard."

After everything was ready, Zhao Heng said to Shuang Hexi again.

"Yui!"

After the two agreed, they quickly ran up to the second floor and brought three ottomans.

Then they started grilling the meat skewers and vegetarian skewers for the three of them.

Wang Jian walked to a sofa stool, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It's so soft!

Then, he directly bent his knees and sat down on his knees.

Place your hands on your knees and your buttocks against your calves.

"Little sir, this seat is so comfortable."

After Wang Jian shook his body from side to side, he said to Zhao Heng with some joy.

"Softer than my bed."

Ying Zheng also knelt down and nodded.

"If you two like it, I'll let Shuang Hexi send it to you later."

Zhao Heng said with a smile.

He also did not correct the sitting posture of the two, because he knew very well that the people of this era were really not suitable for the sitting posture of the later generations.

Because, nowadays there is no such thing as underwear, not even double-barreled pants, if you sit with a golden knife, not only is the wind blowing cold, but it is also easy to run out.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if it was a whim and awe-inspiring?

Therefore, everyone basically sits on their knees with their legs together, and rarely even sits cross-legged, let alone sits upright with their thighs apart.

It is worth mentioning here that due to the low productivity of Daqin, the clothes of ordinary people are basically three years old and three years old, and another three years of sewing and mending, in order to wear clothes for a longer time, they will also minimize the number of times they are changed.

Some people with poor conditions will even pass on better clothes as a legacy to future generations.

When he first crossed over, it was extremely difficult for Zhao Heng to adapt to these two points, and with one food, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

If he had a choice, he would rather stay in the afterlife and enjoy the blessings of the ninety-nine six than travel to this era to suffer.

Fortunately, he discovered the existence of the portable warehouse on the third day, and his living standard took a rocket-like leap in an instant.

Zhao Heng thought in his heart, let's let Shuang Hexi later, and also send a few pairs of underwear to these two old men, so as not to accidentally see anything embarrassing in the future.

Soon, Shuang brought a large plate of meat skewers and vegetarian skewers to the table in front of the three of them.

Vegetarian skewers include potato chips, sweet potato chips, corn nuggets, wine dishes, green peppers, etc., while meat skewers include lamb, beef, chicken thighs, chicken wings, pork belly, fish pieces, etc.

"Two, let's."

After Zhao Heng said something, he directly picked up a skewer of beef and began to enjoy it.

"Little sir, what is this? The particles are full, like pearls, and there is a faint sweetness to the smell. ”

Wang Jian picked up a bunch of corn nuggets and asked curiously.

"This corn is not only sweet and soft to eat, but also has a yield that is not as good as sweet potatoes and potatoes, but it is also about the same as rice."

Zhao Heng smiled and said.

"Cai, another high-yield artifact!"

Wang Jian said happily when he heard this.

Immediately, he couldn't help but nibble on the corn, and finally chewed it into his stomach along with the cob.

Zhao Heng didn't open his mouth to stop it, anyway, corn cobs are not inedible, and they even have medicinal value, which can not only clear away heat and diuresis, detoxify, but also have the effect of lowering blood pressure, and also have a certain effect on relieving hepatitis, cholecystitis, nephritis edema, and gallstones.

"I don't think this thing should be called corn, it's soft and glutinous and sweet, it's actually fairy rice."

Wang Jian gave a thumbs up and praised.

"It's delicious."

Ying Zheng also ate a bunch of corn nuggets and agreed.

However, he didn't eat the corn cob like Wang Jian did.

"By the way, how can there be no beer in the skewers, cool, happy, you go and bring the cold beer in the ice can."

After Zhao Heng stroked another string of pork belly, he suddenly raised his head and said to Shuang Hexi.

After a while, Shuang Hexi brought a case of cold beer over by himself.

Zhao Heng directly opened a bottle of beer for himself, Lao Zhao and Lao Wang, and then drank it in a big gulp.

"What kind of beer is beer?"

Wang Jian picked up the beer with some curiosity, and suddenly felt that it was extremely cold.

"Little sir, how can there be ice now?"

Wang Jian looked at Zhao Heng and asked.

"Ice making is actually very simple, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

Zhao Heng said directly.

Naturally, he used the saltpeter ice method, which was not difficult and the cost was not high.

It's a pity that the generator has not yet been developed, otherwise, those refrigerators in the portable warehouse can come in handy.

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Ying Zheng and Wang Jian couldn't help but look happy.

Mr. Xiao is really an immortal, he even knows the art of ice making, and he is even willing to teach them it.

If this continues, they will have a good chance of living forever!

Don't Ton Don Don ......

After Ying Zheng and Wang Jian glanced at each other, they directly followed Zhao Heng's example and blew at the mouth of the bottle.

It tastes weird, but it's so refreshing!

These are the two old men of the Qin Dynasty who drank cold beer for the first time, and they really thought in their hearts at this moment.

They are no longer Grandma Zhao and Grandma Wang who have just entered the Walled City, after three days of constant shock, they are obviously used to Zhao Heng's surprises.

The three of them are drinking cold beer while skewering, beautiful, fast!

Those condiments used for masturbation, Ying Zheng and Wang Jian didn't say they had tasted it before, they hadn't even seen it, and even before eating hot pot yesterday, they didn't even know what the chili pepper was.

Although Daqin already has the word spicy, it is rarely used, and it is evolved from Xin.

In this era, there are five tastes, which are sour, sweet, bitter, salty, and pungent.

The spicy of the Qin Dynasty comes from the spiciness, ginger and garlic of onions, which is very different from the spicy of chili peppers.

As for chili peppers and various spices, they were not gradually introduced until later generations.

Because of this, whether it is hot pot or barbecue, Ying Zheng and Wang Jian Junchen eat without regard for their image.

If they were seen, their First Emperor His Majesty would definitely be shocked to lose a large jaw if he still had such a side.

"Shhh

"It's spicy!"

"Good ice!"

"It smells so good!"

"Cool!"

……

All kinds of satisfactory praises kept popping out of the mouths of the three people.

Especially Zhao Heng, almost every time he takes a sip of cold beer, he has to shout cool.

This made it difficult to be barbecuing, he always needed to keep looking at Zhao Heng, waiting for the lord to give an order, but found that the lord not only did not give him the order, but also didn't even look at him.

Shuang felt a little aggrieved in his heart, what is the opinion of the lord on me?

Or is the lord reminding him not to be lazy?