In this era, ordinary people want to eat a meal of meat, but it is not easy. Unless you catch up with the New Year's festival and sacrifice to the ancestors of heaven and earth, you can buy some leftover meat from the government, there is basically no chance.

On a certain level, this bowl of mutton steamed buns makes them feel happier than that hundred dollars.

Looking at these subordinates who were grateful because of a bowl of mutton steamed buns, Zhao Ying sighed softly, but this was not a problem he could care about at the moment.

All he can do is enjoy a bowl of mutton steamed buns.

It's not that he is stingy with giving a little more meat, but that his heart is insufficient, and he will be grateful to Dade if he occasionally gives a little reward, but if he rewards at every turn, it may not necessarily be a good thing.

Suppress these thoughts.

Zhao Ying asked them to prepare today's dinner directly and followed him to the backyard.

Because he was left by the First Emperor in Xianyang Palace for a while today, he stayed for a bit of a long time, and it was almost dinner time, so he didn't go to the back garden to continue to boil his body.

One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military.

Just let yourself go, besides, during this time, I was either busy boiling my body, or I was busy entering the palace to rub the favorability of the first emperor, and there were fewer opportunities to have a good meal with my family.

For a good big brother and a good big brother, this is not good!

"Cauldron—"

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, the little sister who was squatting on the ground with a small stick and fiddling with a group of little ants with great interest was the first to spot him, spread her hands, and stumbled towards him.

This little girl is pink, chubby, and a little pleasing when she looks at it.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, squatted down, and waited for her to throw herself into her arms, who could refuse a cute little girl.

Who knows, this little girl passed by him directly, and pounced on the cook lady behind her who was carrying a crockpot and a steamed bun. Stretching out his chubby little hand, he couldn't wait to try to lift the lid of the crockpot, and as he lifted it, he was still chanting words.

"Cauldron, cauldron, I want to eat meat ......"

Zhao Ying: ......

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he forcibly pulled her from the crockpot and held her in his arms.

Although the little girl was in his arms, her mind was obviously not with him, the eldest brother, and a pair of big black and white eyes looked directly at the fragrant crockpot behind her, and her saliva flowed down.

"Meat, meat, meat......"

Zhao Ying couldn't cry or laugh, it's only been a few days, and this girl's appetite has been raised by herself.

Probably in her concept.

His eldest brother is about equal to meat......

At this time, Ji Ji was kneeling on the slump in front of the window, busy with a dark coat, and when she saw Zhao Ying coming in with her sister in her arms, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, put down the needlework in her hand, and stood up with a smile.

"Ying'er, you came just in time, I saw that the clothes on your body seemed to be a little small yesterday, and I made one for you in the past two days, you can try it and see if it fits......"

Zhao Ying was stunned, put his sister in his arms at his feet, and hurriedly walked over with a smile.

"Grandma has worked hard—"

This piece is heavy, lined with a layer of fine brocade, and the stitches are pressed finely and densely, and it is obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it.

It only took one day to make such a big pot, which was obviously made in a hurry, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and there was a strange emotion flooding in his heart.

Since the crossing, although he has always respected the mother of Mi Ji, as a traverser, although he has inherited part of the memories of his predecessor, it is actually difficult for him to get close to this mother who is not much older than himself, and he is even a little awkward.

In the past few days, he has not so much regarded Mi Ji as his mother, but more as a tool to gain a foothold in this world. Even in order to avoid the secret of his body being discovered, he was avoiding this mother intentionally or unintentionally.

It wasn't until this moment that he really felt that in the heart of this young grandmother, it turned out that in her mind, he had always been his son worthy of love and care, and he had never changed, let alone doubted.

Even if his performance during this period is actually very different from the original.

Maybe it's in her eyes, but she's just that she's a son, who has grown up, is sensible, and has the ability.

Maybe I felt Zhao Ying's emotions.

Mi Ji was a little disgusted.

"Grandma just made you clothes, what is there to thank you for, come and try if it fits, if it doesn't fit, I'll change it again......"

Ji Ji's height is only about one meter and more than six years, which is already relatively tall among women in this era, but Zhao Ying's height at this time is close to one meter eight.

Comparing it, Mi Ji was obviously a little struggling.

Zhao Ying discovered this problem and bent over cooperatively.

"Ying'er has grown a lot taller over time, and after a while, I'm afraid this height will catch up with your father......"

I remembered Miji's happy voice in my ears.

"It's up to me to do it in a big way, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to wear this dress......"

Although he said this, the smile on his face never faded.

"It's just right now, I think I've been growing up very fast lately, and I guess in a few days, I'll have to trouble Grandma to do another ......."

Carefully take off the big coat on your body, set it aside and fold it.

At this time, several cooks had already placed the crockpot containing the mutton soup and the basket containing the steamed bun on the long table outside. Zhao Ying waved his hand and motioned for them to retreat, then he bent down and picked up the little sister from the ground and sat down on the seat on his side.

At this time, Zhao Qi, who heard the movement, also walked out of his room, just looking at his eldest brother, his eyes were full of resentment.

Zhao Ying pretended not to see it.

"Come, second brother, let's see what delicious food the eldest brother brought to you today......"

As he spoke, he quickly broke a steamed bun into a bowl of pieces, then opened the crockpot containing the mutton soup, took out a large spoonful of thick soup with the mutton pieces, and poured it on it.

The rich fragrance spreads with the steaming heat.

Zhao Qi's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, leaving the little resentment that his eldest brother had left homework behind in an instant.

With the base of stewed lamb with radish and beef knife noodles, Zhao Qi now has almost no resistance to the food brought by his eldest brother.

"Thank you, big brother......"

Zhao Qimei smiled and just wanted to step forward to pick it up, who knew that Zhao Ying's big hand turned, and a big bowl of steaming mutton steamed buns was placed in front of the little sister who had already begun to suck her fingers.

Zhao Qi: ......

"Come, eat slowly, don't burn ......"

As he spoke, he motioned for the maid next to him to come over and watch.

The Qin Dynasty was a separate meal system, but the little sister was stained with the light of her age, and she usually dined with Mi Ji, but this little girl didn't pick anyone, and put it here with her eldest brother, so she followed the eldest brother.

Zhao Ying felt that nine times out of ten, this product felt that there was meat to eat with him.