Zichu looked at the white salt in the bamboo tube in a daze, Mrs. Huayang had already gone to meet the King of Qin, although Ying Zhu was arrogant and lascivious, he was not stupid, he could still think about the impact of salt on Daqin, he was an indecisive monarch, after Mrs. Huayang's rhetoric, he decided to make Zhao Qi the first viscount under the age of ten in Daqin, which had never happened in the history of the Warring States Period, although the minister was dissatisfied, no one dared to speak out, but he just secretly wrote to King Qin, after all, people's contributions were there, Their dissatisfaction only stemmed from the fact that this heavy reward was for a child, and to be honest, there were few nobles in Great Qin who contributed more than Zhao Qi.

First paper and pen, then this salt, listening to the old man Meng boast that there seems to be a very powerful physical training method, if this is an adult, no one will say anything, but this is just a child, Daqin's title is not cheap to this extent, but all the copywriting in the book was detained by King Qin, which is a problem, when someone heard that this kid was standing behind the queen's mother, no one chewed the root of the tongue anymore.

Meng Fu laughed heartily, his cheeks full of wrinkles were together, like a blooming chrysanthemum, after listening to Meng Wu's report, he sipped his wine, stroked his long beard and said: "Haha, the old man said that this kid is not simple, you still don't believe it, now it's okay, the old man is not mistaken, he was knighted at a young age, although he is only a small viscount, this has never been done in Daqin, don't say Daqin, there are few in the whole world, King Qin has done a good job, it is one of the few old men who satisfy the old man, This time, this kid is firmly tied to the pillar of the Qin State. ”

"What the father said is that the child really underestimated this kid." Meng Wu nodded yes, he really didn't take Zhao Qi seriously before, he always felt that this was a child similar to his own Meng Tian, but Zhao Qi refreshed his opinion again and again, after the pen and paper came out, he also felt that this was just a child who was smarter than Meng Tian, but after seeing the salt, he was completely shocked, this child is really a genius!

Zhao Qi's paper has begun to appear in the court of Great Qin, Lü Buwei has optimized Zhao Qi's contempt seat, and now the paper made is thin, but it is still a little yellow, but it is enough for writing.

Daqin's paper mill has begun to be built, but there is no Zhao Qi's shares, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince arrogantly nationalized the papermaking technology, and private sales are not allowed, and the main purpose is to use it for officials to write books, as for Zhao Qi, the copyright holder of this thing, was sent away by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with two plates of silver ingots, the reason is: children are not good at studying, what money do they make?

King Qin's desk rarely appears bamboo slips, all of them are rolls of paper, if Zhao Qi sees it, he will laugh at them, won't he make this kind of thing and present it? Do you have to roll it up?

The smile on Li Xin's face has lasted for a long time, and he said when he met people: "Zhao Qi is my apprentice!" These days, he stays by Zichu's side and knows everything about what Zhao Qi does, but what this arrogant guy admires most is not Zhao Qi, but his own vision of people, he feels that he has seen people more accurately than many princes.

Wang Jian also told Mrs. Wang about Zhao Qi's knighthood with a haha, and Mrs. Wang immediately patted Wang Ben's head and said with hatred: "You have more contact with Qi'er in the future, this child's future is limitless." Of course, Wang Ben snorted twice unconvinced, in his eyes, Zhao Qi will always be a villain who likes to cheat.

Zhao Qi didn't know these things, at this time he was locking himself in the kitchen to make a mold for a spatula knife, and he decided to eat stir-fried vegetables every day after getting it out, and then study the method of making noodles. As for the matter of the knighthood, it is estimated that he will not know if Lu Buwei does not come back, the palace has a large shelf, and it is estimated that it will take several days for the edict to arrive at him.

It was not difficult to sit up in a simple mold, so he took out the short sword in his boots, carved a rough appearance on the red clay, and then took out the part inside, handed it to Hong Sanbao, and told him to dry it and send it to the blacksmith shop to type it out.

Hong Sanbao left, Zhao Qi began to study how to make noodles, scooped out a scoop of flour from the clay jar, took a wooden basin and poured it in it, and then added water and began to knead, the method of kneading noodles Zhao Qi is already very proficient, in later generations, he was reluctant to let his daughter-in-law do it, and the rice was made by him, but there was no dough presser in this Warring States period, and the noodles could only be rolled by hand, which was difficult.

After the dough was almost kneaded, it was made into an oval shape and thrown on the board, smeared with some oil, covered the basin and went out to get some water to wash his hands, and after washing his hands, he went back to the room and poured some water, and by the way, he called Ling'er over, let her watch from the side, and let her do it if she wants to eat noodles after she learns.

Ling'er followed curiously, and was shocked to see that the young master was actually tinkering in the kitchen, is this worth it? The dignified little master actually wanted to cook by himself, which was unacceptable, so he quickly grabbed the little master's arm and said, "Little young master, if you are hungry, just tell Ling'er, Ling'er just find a cook to do it, don't practice yourself."

Zhao Qi frowned, and glanced at her strangely, isn't it just cooking, why do you still practice yourself? Irritably, he put away Ling'er's hand and found a wooden pier to put next to the stove, he was not tall enough, he had to stand on the wooden pier to let it go.

Ling'er was so anxious that she stomped her feet, if she let her wife know, she would have to kill herself. Zhao Qi didn't care about that, called Ling'er over, and said, "Don't worry, Madam won't blame you, today I'm going to try a new method of pasta, you learn more, and the master will look for you if he wants to eat it in the future."

Listening to the words of the little master, Ling'er was a little surprised, the little master wants to teach herself a craft? This is not sloppy, my heart immediately blossomed, it turned out that Ling'er was the most important thing in the little master's heart, and the little young master didn't tell Ling'er this secret to his childhood sweetheart. With a happy smile on his face, he nodded obediently and stood beside Zhao Qi to watch him operate.

Of course, Zhao Qi didn't know what Ling'er was thinking, so he opened the basin by himself, took a kitchen knife to cut the noodles into thick strips, picked them up and tried them, the toughness was not bad, it was not a problem to pull it a little thinner.

nodded with satisfaction, then poured water into the stone pot and told Ling'er to bring some firewood. In later generations, his family was in a place called Longxi, which was relatively close to Lanzhou, and the most eaten was of course Lanzhou ramen, and of course the practice of ramen was involved.

The first step is naturally to make broth, taking advantage of Ling'er's kung fu Zhao Qi cut the green radish that Hong Sanbao found not long ago, and I don't know what they named it, so I have to call this thing reed, he told Hong Sanbao that this thing is called radish, and he was taught a lesson, saying that the people of Daqin are called this, and they have never heard anyone say anything about radish.

Of course, Zhao Qi doesn't care about those, as long as he can eat it, he won't let it go, he can use it to make ramen himself, this thing will have to be planted in large quantities in the future, and he is thinking that after a while, let Hong Sanbao find some lost flowers and get some seeds back.

Lanzhou ramen pays attention to one clear, two white, three yellow, four green and five red, that is, the broth should be clear, the radish slices should be white, the noodles should be yellow, the vegetable leaves should be green, and the chili oil should be red.

Chili oil is nowhere to be found, and at this time there is no such thing as chili peppers in China, and if you want to eat chili peppers, you have to go to Mexico, which is impossible to reach by current means of transportation, which is simply a fool's dream.

There is no way, the only condiment now is salt, so I can only put it down.

When Ling'er came back, Zhao Qi had already cut the radish, beef slices and leeks, and the only seasoned dishes he could find at this time were leeks, and coriander was there, and he couldn't eat it at this time, but he called coriander coriander, and what others called coriander.

A short sword used by Zhao Qi can be called the essence of this era, it is actually made of 100 steel, it was given to him by his master Li Xin, it is said that it was given by a master saved by Li Xin, it is extremely sharp, this is a little incomprehensible, obviously others use some iron tools that have been simply processed, and the person who can make this knife is obviously not a general, which makes Zhao Qi very curious, since he has this thing, he will naturally have a steelmaking method, why not teach it to the world?

Zhao Qi is full of expectations for this person, but the most important thing at the moment is to cook a delicious beef noodle, the hundred steel knife is a sharp weapon for killing, and it is also a good tool for cutting vegetables, and it is extremely easy and convenient to cut meat slices.

The pot was already hot, Ling'er squatted on the ground and fanned the fire, Zhao Qi added water to the pot, and then helped Ling'er add firewood, feeling the warmth on the chest of the little master behind her, Ling'er's face turned red, and she couldn't help but be a little in a hurry, which made Zhao Qi very incomprehensible, why are women in this era so sensitive? Can simple physical contact be ashamed like this?

The water quickly boiled, the slices of meat were put into the pot, and when they were almost cooked, they were taken out, and the soup was scooped into half a pot, and then the ramen began. At this time, Zhao Qi found that his arms were short, and it took a lot of effort to pull the noodles into strips, although the thickness was different, but it was almost the same.

wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and began to underneath, the noodles are easy to cook, and you can eat beef noodles immediately, which makes Zhao Qi very excited, after eating dead noodles for eight years, he can finally eat noodles, where can he not be happy?

The noodles in the pot soon had a color, Zhao Qi took the hood made of a scoop and passed the radish slices and leeks through the water, then took out the noodles from the bowl, sprinkled salt in the broth, and then poured them on the noodles, adding radish slices, beef slices and leeks, it looked a little light, but it smelled good.

I put the bowl on the stove and picked up the chopsticks to taste it, but a big strong hand grabbed the neckline and lifted it aside.

Zhao Qi was very angry, and just wanted to reprimand, but as soon as he raised his head, he immediately wilted, it was actually Li Xin, and there was Lu Buwei standing behind him.

Li Xin served the beef noodles to Lu Buwei, and then he put a big bowl according to Zhao Qi's method just now, but he put a lot of beef, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes lit up, he didn't care about praise, and he took the bowl and ate hard.

A bowl of noodles quickly went down, Li Xin breathed a long sigh of relief, took a break, gave Zhao Qi a thumbs up, and said, "Good boy, this food is good, why haven't you seen it?" You're researching again? ”

Zhao Qiqi nodded, looking at Lu Buwei eating noodles slowly, it was a little painful, this time he didn't make much noodles, now he and Ling'er really don't have to eat, they can't eat the noodles they make, this is really tormenting.

Lu Buwei ate much more elegantly than Li Xin, just looking at his red face, he knew that there was not much left in this bowl of noodles, Zhao Qi roared in his heart: I'm too difficult!