Wang Jian danced with a bamboo pole, just like those Shaolin monks in later TV dramas.

No!

It's much more powerful than those in the TV series.

After all, it's true, and the shock it brings to the senses is different!

Don't look at the old man's age, but the kung fu in his hands has not decreased at all, the movements are neat and smooth, and he often practices at home at a glance!

"Little boy, can you see it all clearly?"

When Xiao Zhengtai was fascinated, Wang Jian took back the bamboo pole and walked to Xiao Zhengtai's side and asked with a smile.

"Look...... See clearly! ”

Ying Feiyu came back to his senses, wiped his saliva, and said with a slightly embarrassed fist: "The old general is extraordinary, admire, admire!" ”

"Alas! No, I'm getting older, and I'm even slow to react, if I go back another twenty years, my skills can be more neat than this! ”

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Twenty years ago, Wang Jian was really high-spirited, as long as he went out, there was no place that he couldn't take, and there was no battle that he couldn't win!

unified the six countries, five of which were attacked by Wang Jian with troops, but only one Qi was captured by the Meng family!

"Little boy, you can try it too!"

Wang Jian handed the bamboo pole to Xiao Zhengtai.

"Good!"

Xiao Zhengtai took the bamboo pole, recalled his moves, and danced.

Don't look at his small hands and feet, he really dances with three points of momentum.

It's just that some of the moves were too fast, and I can't remember them clearly, so I only danced out what I remembered!

"Bang bang ......!"

Wang Jian on the side kept slapping his face, "Haha! Good boy, a good seedling! ”

Wang Jian has seen too many soldiers, and there is really no one who can dance this set of marksmanship after only watching it once.

Not even his son Wang Ben!

Fortunately, he has been taught by him on the waistband of his trousers, which has achieved today's feats!

If Wang Ben can have half of Xiao Zhengtai's talent, it is estimated that the Huns will have to pee their pants in fear.

Great Qin's territory has to expand by a few million miles!

"Master, will you teach me the sword another day?"

After dancing with a stick, Xiao Zhengtai shook Wang Qian's arm and begged.

"Okay, let's learn guns today, and swords another day!"

Wang Jian came over today to see how this kid is, and now it seems that he is very satisfied.

"Master is so kind to me......!"

Xiao Zhengtai smiled innocently, "Master, I invite you to taste something delicious!" ”

"Delicious? Then I'm going to try it! ”

"I heard Wan'er go back and say, can you make ice?"

Wang Wan went back and told everything that happened to Ying Yinyan, including the summer ice making, which couldn't help but arouse Wang Qian's curiosity.

The current Wang Jian will not be in the early dynasty without special circumstances, and every day is to raise flowers, tease birds, and taste some food, and live quite comfortably.

It is precisely in this way that their family has achieved a double waiting, and they are not suspicious of Yingzheng!

"Master, you wait!"

Xiao Zhengtai tossed his little short legs upside down and ran to the kitchen.

Wang Jian looked at his back and showed a kind smile.

After a while, Xiao Zhengtai ran back and found that the old man had fallen asleep in a rocking chair under the banyan tree!

The old man would have enjoyed it.

"Master, Master?"

Xiao Zhengtai held the plate and shouted softly.

"Huh? Yes? ”

The old man woke up suddenly.

"Oops, the old man was rude, somehow, he fell asleep while shaking on this!"

Wang Jian stood up embarrassedly.

At first, I just thought this thing was novel, and I wanted to sit on it and try it, but I didn't expect it to move, so I simply lay down and rested.

It doesn't matter if you take a break, just fall asleep!

"Master, this is called a rocking chair, if you like it, I will let the general make another one for you tomorrow!"

"Haha, okay, then thank you little boy!"

Not to mention, this gift was really sent to Wang Qian's heart.

"Huh? What does it smell like? ”

A light breeze blew, and Wang Jian smelled a tempting fragrance and kept twitching his nose.

"This is potato chips!"

"Master, I'll tell you a secret ......!"

Xiao Zhengtai hooked his finger at Wang Qian, leaned into Wang Qian's ear and whispered: "This potato is the one I secretly left, you must not tell others, let your father know that you will be angry!" ”

After speaking, Xiao Zhengtai took a piece and stuffed it into Wang Qian's mouth.

"Huh? Fragrant! It smells so good! ”

When the potato chips entered, Wang Jian immediately widened his eyes, feeling that he had lived in vain for decades.

"What is this?"

"Potato chips, that is, potato slices, fried in oil!"

The potatoes were planted by Xiao Zhengtai himself, so he kept a back hand and kept one for his hunger.

When I saw Wang Jian today, I thought of my grandfather in later generations, so I took it out and fried it into potato chips!

"Is that the grain that yields 1,000 catties per mu?"

He still heard the new word potato from his son Wang Ben, but he didn't expect it to be so delicious.

"That's right, potatoes can be used as a staple food, or as a dish, no matter what they go with, they go well with it, and they can be stored for more than a year when they are dried in the sun!"

Xiao Zhengtai briefly introduced.

"Sizzle...... More than a year? ”

As a general, Wang Jian naturally knows the importance of food.

When you go out to fight, the most worrying thing is food and grass, if you can have food that can be stored for more than a year, even if the rear supplies do not arrive, you don't have to worry!

"Hmmm! When we cultivate enough grain next year, I Daqin will no longer have to worry about food! ”

Xiao Zhengtai threw a potato chip into his mouth and chewed it with enjoyment on his face.

"I really didn't expect you to have such good craftsmanship at such a young age!"

Wang Jian was really impressed by the deliciousness of potatoes.

Arguably, potato chips are the best thing he's ever eaten!

"I can't help it, I don't like steaming now, so I can only make it myself!"

Xiao Zhengtai chewed the crispy potato chips and explained with a smile, "Actually, the potato chips are very simple, as long as the potatoes are sliced, boiled in water, and then fried in oil, of course, you have to put some fine salt to taste when you come out of the pot!" ”

"Well, the fine salt in the palace is indeed first-class!"

Wang Jian nodded approvingly.

In this era, salt was a sought-after commodity, even more precious than gold.

Especially fine salt, not to mention eating it in ordinary people's homes, they have never even seen it!

Even if they are meritorious officials, they can only get a small bag from the emperor occasionally!

Just this small bag, you have to take it out and use it on very important occasions!

Ordinary people use coarse salt, a large piece of the kind, which also contains many impurities.

Knock it off a little every time you use it, and you can adjust the flavor!

"Master, you are wrong, there are too many salt impurities in the palace, how can you make such a delicious dish? I make all the fine salt I use myself! ”

When it comes to the fine salt in the palace, Xiao Zhengtai scoffs.

Like the iodized salt of later generations, he doesn't have extravagant expectations, but he can't be too rough!

Those in the palace are said to be fine salt, which is only slightly better than the outside ones, and there are many impurities, and the taste is still very bitter, so you can't eat it at all!

So he purified it again on the basis of the fine salt in the palace, and only then did he get some barely passable refined salt!