"Don't listen to the old man's words and suffer in front of you, young people, just curious, I want to try everything, and when I hit my nose, I will know what's going on......"

When Zhao Ying walked away, the kitchen steward shook his head gently.

However, he still meticulously explained the task of grinding noodles, and then deliberately asked the craftsman to prepare a more elaborate basket, and then he walked back with his hands behind his back, shaking his head while pacing back.

For these, Zhao Ying naturally doesn't know.

He went back to his small courtyard, ate this morning's meal, went to his study and took out a book at random, and found that it was the "Analects", although he was very curious, what was the difference between the "Analects" of this era and later generations, but after thinking about it, he stuffed it back again, replaced it with a new copy of "Questions and Answers on Decrees", and looked at it with his head down.

With the ability to remember, learning is comfortable and relaxed.

"Being a top student is actually quite boring, you say, what's the meaning of just such a learning method?"

Zhao Ying shook his head.

It's not challenging at all, it's not fun at all.

After reading the "Questions and Answers on the Decree" in his hand, he got up and went to the back garden to continue to boil his body, and the feeling of getting stronger all the time made him a little fascinated like playing a game.

The stone lock of one hundred and fifty pounds is lifted today, and it is much easier than yesterday. The 3,000-meter obstacle course was also about 10 minutes longer than yesterday, breaking the record of the future world champion and approaching the seven-minute mark.

However, he had a feeling that the changes in this body were far from reaching his limit.

Although I am very addicted to this feeling of becoming stronger at this moment, the favorability of the First Emperor still has to continue to attack, and I can't let go of the First Emperor's pigeons.

I deliberately ended early, returned to my small courtyard, and under the service of two delicate and lovely maids, I washed up briefly, got up and went to the back kitchen.

Due to Zhao Ying's special instructions, the subordinates did not grind a set of noodles, but concentrated their efforts and first grinded three or five catties of wheat. Looking at the snow-white wheat flour, Zhao Ying's face couldn't help but show a smile that he couldn't suppress.

Finally, you don't have to get rid of the steaming days!

Steamed rice, do you like it?

Steamed millet rice, do you like it?

Steamed rice, do you like it?

Steam......

It feels good to eat a few meals once in a while, but eating like this every day, Zhao Ying feels that he really can't stand it. Now, you can finally change your table.

As a northerner, he is still more familiar with the way of life of northerners.

Looking at the time, it was a little too lenient.

He decided to start with a simple pasta.

Knife shaved noodles!

"Do you still have beef at home?"

"Little boy, you want to eat beef, yesterday there happened to be an old cow in our house on the Grange that injured his leg and foot, and he couldn't use it, so he went to the yamen to report and killed it, and now there is still a lot of meat in ......."

The Qin Dynasty was similar to the feudal dynasties of later generations, and it was illegal to slaughter ploughing cattle in private.

Even if it is dead, it must be reported to the government, and after verification by the government, it can be slaughtered, and the government must collect various materials such as horns, tendons, and cowhides before it is allowed to sell or share food.

Even if it is Fusu Fushang, it is no exception.

That's it!

It doesn't matter how you die, you can just have meat to eat.

Mix with water, mix noodles, boil water, put in the pot -

There is no old soup, just chopped green onions, minced garlic, Sichuan pepper powder, chopped dogwood, hot kettle once the oil is overheated, poured directly, moist, hot, and suddenly fragrant.

The cooks in the kitchen couldn't help but sniffle and swallow their saliva.

It smells so good!

And it looks so refreshing.

On the jade-like knife face, there are a few green okras.

Not to mention eating, taking a look at it feels like a kind of enjoyment.

As usual, he first copied out a large clay pot and took it with himself, and then ordered his subordinates to send the remaining knife-cut noodles to Mi Ji and his younger siblings.

Knife-cut noodles are different from lamb stew with radish, and after a long time, the taste of this thing is gone.

Therefore, after Zhao Ying went out, he trotted away, and after a while, he ran to the gate of Xianyang Palace.

"Little boy—"

The guards on duty today were obviously a lot more respectful to him, and when they saw him coming from afar, they all bowed down and saluted, Zhao Ying nodded slightly, and his footsteps did not stop, and he walked up the stairs directly.

The gate of Xianyang Palace was open, and the first emperor was dressed in a robe, standing in front of the gate of the main hall with his hands behind his back, and his height of more than two meters made him look like a giant standing up to the sky.

Look at that stance. It's like waiting for me.

As soon as this thought flashed, Zhao Ying hurriedly threw it out of his mind, just kidding, in this world, who still has the qualifications to let the First Emperor wait in person?

Even if there is, it won't be his eldest grandson.

"Father, Father—"

Zhao Ying, who was climbing the steps, happily raised the crockpot in his hand.

"Look at what I brought you, I'm sure you've never eaten before......"

Qin Shi Huang seemed to be in a good mood, seeing this eldest grandson, like a leather monkey who could not bear his temperament, shouting and screaming, trotting all the way up, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a subtle smile.

However, the voice was still faintly inaudible.

"I haven't eaten anything good......

It wasn't until Zhao Ying waited for the last step and came to him that the First Emperor turned around casually and walked towards the main hall by himself.

Zhao Ying's ass followed behind, and while walking, he also offered treasures.

"Beef knife shaved noodles! Hehe-hey - I just figured out how to eat it......"

Qin Shi Huang: ......

When I turned my head, I found that this stinky boy was following behind like a fart, and I couldn't help but snort angrily.

"What are you doing behind you? You're not a chamberlain or a guard! A little bit ahead—"

When Zhao Ying heard this, he trotted forward two steps very consciously, carrying a clay pot, and walked side by side with the First Emperor.

Zhao Ying, who was dominated by the memories of later generations, didn't feel anything abnormal, but this scene fell in the eyes of others in the hall, but he was shocked and inexplicable.

It is disrespectful to dare to walk side by side with the First Emperor!

But this is the First Emperor, as long as he is willing, who dares to stand up against it.

Hei, who was standing in the corner, glanced at the grandfather and grandson of the pair who were like ordinary fathers and grandsons, and a hint of softness flashed in his eyes.

How many days has His Majesty not looked forward to a meal like he is now?

The First Emperor naturally didn't pay attention to these people's eyes, and Zhao Ying didn't have the heart to deal with it, he was working hard to invite credit for himself. The First Emperor couldn't see anything, and instead of hiding it in front of his old man, it was better to be frank and open.

As a grandson of oneself, what is there to hide to please one's own father?

This is filial piety!

"Father, this knife-cut noodles have to be eaten just out of the pot, after a long time, the noodles will not be strong, and the taste will not be good - in order to hurry, I ran over in one breath - next time you better come to our house, I will give it to you directly, and eat it on the spot......"