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The ninth day of the first month.

It is five kilometers away from the northern foot of Lishan Mountain in the downtown area of Xianyang.

Snow covered the rolling Qinling Mountains, and a few imitating sparrow imitators, wild geese, circled in regular flocks in the air, as if they were holding some grand ceremony.

At the main entrance of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, an earthy yellow taxi slowly drove and stopped at the door.

Three young and beautiful young women got out of the car.

The scenic spot has just recovered from the cold wave of the Spring Festival, and there are not many tourists, and the three young and beautiful girls have naturally attracted much attention as a moving landscape, and there are even those who try to come forward to talk.

A girl with silver hair at the beginning, sixteen or seventeen years old has become a beauty, and she is generous with her gestures, and she looks like she is from a rich family.

Followed by a little girl with a haircut of Ji style, her steps were soft, like a sick and weak sick beauty, which made people feel pity.

In the end, followed by a hot girl, twenty years old, in her youth, but her status was obviously not as high as the two little girls, as can be seen from the suitcase she was pulling and the big hiking bag she was carrying.

Who would have thought that one of these three girls was the famous and powerful Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng? The other is the concubine he has already decided, and the one dragging the luggage is actually Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty?

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"Now, I said, hurry up and buy tickets, I can't wait." Zhao Wanxi looked at the "Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang" engraved on the stone tablet in front of the gate with an excited face, and rubbed her hands excitedly, after crossing for so long, this is the first time to get so close to her own body, less than ten miles away, as if she has telepathy with the body buried underground.

"You have the money, do you want us to buy tickets?" Qi Fei glanced at Zhao Wanxi, looked back at Li Yuting, who was rolled by the mountaineering bag, and helped her take over the suitcase and share some of it.

originally thought that the three of them would travel lightly, but before leaving Zhang Chaoyang's house, he was forcibly loaded with a backpack of delicious food by his parents, Zhao Wanxi said no, and picked up the backpack and hung it on Li Yuting's shoulder.

Li Yuting felt a sinking on her shoulders, and the mountaineering bag fell on her back like a jack drop, forcing Li Yuting's tall height to be lowered.

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At that time, the construction of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang was designed and supervised by Zhao Wanxi, after all, it was the place where he lived after his death, and it must be repaired quite luxuriously, not to mention the scale of Afang Palace, at least the comfort level should be raised.

Zhao Wanxi checked it on the Internet before she came, because of the lack of technology, her mausoleum has not been excavated, which also makes her more glad, fortunately with mercury as a decoration for the Milky Way, I didn't expect it to play a certain protective role, otherwise it would have been dug up a long time ago, and the bone shelf had to be pulled out for people to visit.

I can only look outside, and I am naturally not satisfied, Zhao Wanxi still wants to go in and take a look, the four Yongdao roads are sealed layer by layer, if you want to sneak in, you can only take the reserved secret passage, so many years have passed, where the secret passage is left to remember a rough idea, as for digging her own ancestral grave, Zhao Wanxi still can't do it.

The grave can't be opened, there's nothing to look at, I didn't expect the clay people used for the funeral to be dug up, and it was also a scenic spot for people to visit for a fee, Zhao Wanxi felt that at least half of the ticket money had to belong to herself, but unfortunately she couldn't find a way to prove that she was Yingzheng, and she said that a beautiful girl said that it was Qin Shihuang, and she was afraid that she would not be regarded as Shi Lezhi!

"I didn't think it was so spectacular before, why do I feel so much more now?" Zhao Wanxi looked at the Terracotta Warriors pit with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Yes, I remember that there were only two copper-plated carriages, why did you put a row here?"

"And how did they all become clay figures?"

"This is simply because I saw the air oxidize and cause the color to fade."

"Oh......"

Zhao Wanxi looked at the rows of terracotta figurines in the figurine pit, standing neatly, no different from two thousand years ago, but unfortunately the colorful paintings on the terracotta figurines could not be seen, and the weapons in the hands of the terracotta figurines disappeared along with the paintings, as if to indicate that they have now stepped into a civilized society, and the era of cold weapons has been completely ended......

The three of them were lying on the handrail by the figurine pit and listening to the explanation of the tour guide not far away, Zhao Wanxi and Li Yuting were eating and laughing while listening, and the second monk Qi Feizhang was puzzled.

Qi Fei naturally didn't know what these two were laughing at.

How did she know that the tour guide sister had memorized it I don't know how many times, and the words of the tour guide who had been cooked were actually wrong, and there were complaints in every paragraph.

Others listening to the words of the tour guide of popular science are as funny in Zhao Wanxi's ears as listening to cross talk, and every time the tour guide talks about an important point, the two of them have to laugh for a while, so that they finally laugh out of tears.

Although the tour guide talked about a lot of things that were contrary to history, Zhao Wanxi was not angry at all this time, and the impulses in her bones were diluted a lot by this body in the past few months.

Although the tour guide's explanation was very out of tune, a restaurant called "Qin Wei" not far from the figurine pit attracted the attention of Zhao Wanxi and Li Yuting.

The taste of food is the most reminiscent thing, and a bowl of porridge soup can remind people of the familiar taste of their mother.

Of course, except for Liu Bang who died in Qin, when Xiang Yu wanted to cook his father, Liu Bang actually wanted a piece of the pie, but the loss was that he didn't cook, otherwise Liu Bang would really be able to taste the "taste of Dad"......

The characteristic of this "Qin flavor" is the cuisine of the Qin Dynasty, you know, the Qin Dynasty is not like the current society has Sichuan, Lu, Guangdong, Huaiyang, Fujian, Zhejiang, Hunan and the eight major cuisines, the main vegetables are only sunflower, weed, shallot, green onion, leek, these five, simple permutations and combinations can not turn over any flowers.

Meat is the main food of the upper class, and there are still chickens, ducks and fish in the Qin Dynasty.

It is said to be "Qin Wei", but it is actually a barbecue skewer shop, and there are some steamed and boiled foods by the way, but stir-fried dishes were only available in the Song Dynasty, so there are no stir-fried dishes in this shop.

Zhao Wanxi took the first bite, and instantly burst into tears, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as tears gushing out, she finished eating a skewer with tears in her eyes, wiped her tears, and turned her face to look at Li Yuting who also cried.

This kind of skewer without chili peppers and cumin is exactly the same as it was 2,000 years ago!

Definitely not because of foodies, this familiar taste suddenly brought the two back to the years of two thousand years ago, Zhao Wanxi looked up at the beauty who was grilling skewers, and vaguely felt a little, what if this beauty is also a traverser?

Eating skewers with tears in her eyes, Qi Fei didn't know why the two of them had so many scenes, and it felt quite embarrassing to be with them.

Zhao Wanxi stroked the strings, and a pair of legs suddenly appeared in her sight, and a familiar voice came from overhead: "What?" Do you want to go back to the Qin Dynasty? ”