Great Qin: Selling jars at a stall. The Ancestral Dragon will explode cotton at the beginning of the game!
10 Steamed Bun, Soy Milk

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Brother Zheng drank a bowl of honey water handed over by the eunuch and finally felt better.

After resting for a while, Brother Zheng stroked the jar he brought back from Su Yang.

He was thinking about how to open the can next time.

Today, the three jars were all empty, which made Brother Zheng very unhappy.

He thought to himself that he was the dignified Supreme One, whose achievements surpassed the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors. He was the son of heaven's mandate.

His luck should be monstrous and he should be able to open immortal treasures.

As Brother Zheng thought about it, he felt a little tired and prepared to return to his bedroom to rest.

At this moment, a eunuch announced that Zhao Gao had come for an audience.

He handed the jar to the eunuch behind him and summoned Zhao Gao into the hall.

After the bow, Zhao Gao stood up.

"Your Majesty, the cotton seeds have been properly arranged and are being planted. General Meng Yi will lead the soldiers to guard the area.”

After listening to Zhao Gao's report, Brother Zheng nodded. He was very assured that Meng Yi would do things.

After Zhao Gao finished reporting the first matter, he was about to continue reporting.

However, he saw that the Ancestral Dragon's expression was not very good.

Based on Zhao Gao's understanding of Brother Zheng, he knew that the Emperor had just lost his temper and that his illness might have relapsed.

Therefore, he stopped his thoughts of reporting and stopped talking. He planned to explain the situation at another time.

Brother Zheng could tell at a glance that Zhao Gao still had something to say.

"Is there anything else? Speak! If it's about the cotton, no matter when or where, you have to report to me directly. Don't delay, or else be careful of your head!”

Zhao Gao's body trembled slightly when he heard the Ancestral Dragon's words.

He quickly organized his words.

"Your Majesty, it's too hot this year, and many places are dry.”

At this point, Zhao Gao glanced at Brother Zheng, who was resting with his eyes closed, and then continued,"In many places that are very suitable for planting cotton, the soil is very hard and difficult to cultivate!”

"If there is no good solution, it will take at least twenty-five days to finish planting all the cotton!”

When Brother Zheng heard this, he opened his eyes and said in a deep voice,"20 days is definitely not possible. The cotton matures at a fixed time, and if we delay for another day, one of Great Qin's residents might be harmed by the cold wave!”

"I don't care what method you use, at least bring the planting completion time forward to fifteen days!”

Zhao Gao heard Brother Zheng's order and hesitated for a moment before saying,""Your Majesty, in this case, we can only complete the cotton planting on time by increasing the corvee.”

When Brother Zheng heard this, he felt frustrated.

In the past two years, due to the need to build the Great Wall, the increase in corvee had almost reached the edge of the people's tolerance.

If he continued to increase it, there might be some problems.

However, Big Brother Zheng was quite clear about this. Last year's cold wave had been quite ferocious, and countless people had frozen to death and suffered from frostbite, causing families to suffer heavy losses.

This year's summer was hotter than last year's. The minister in charge of astronomical phenomena predicted that there was a very high possibility that there would be a cold wave that was even worse than last year.

The people of Great Qin, who had just experienced the cold wave, could not withstand it a second time.

After thinking about it, Brother Zheng could only agree to increase the corvee.

"Then increase the corvee. You must complete the planting within fifteen days!”

Zhao Gao accepted the order and left.

Brother Zheng thought that after the cotton harvest, he could allow some families who could not bear the burden of the corvee to grow and sell cotton as compensation.

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"Young Master, the first steamer of steamed buns is ready. Come and have a taste!”

In Little Store of Immortal Destiny, Xu Chu and Diao Chan were busy.

Diao Chan was in charge of kneading the dough and grinding the soy milk while Xu Chu sat on a small stool and casually broke a piece of wood as thick as his forearm before throwing it into the fire.

Su Yang, on the other hand, had just finished washing up. He was sitting in a rocking chair, eating freshly cooked buns and drinking fresh soy milk as he watched the two of them busy themselves.

His life was very comfortable.

"Knock, knock, knock…"

Su Yang, who was lying comfortably on a chair and enjoying life, heard a knock on the door.

He turned to look at Diao Chan and Xu Chu, who were busy working, and got up to open the door.

"Is there anyone here to open the can so early?”

Su Yang mumbled.

She opened the door and saw Brother Zheng and Li Si again.

Su Yang greeted them warmly.

"Come in quickly. You've come at the right time. Come and try this freshly cooked meat bun!”

Zheng and Li Si were curious when they heard Su Yang's words.

"Meat buns?"

What was that?

I've never heard of it.

During the Qin Dynasty, there were no common foods like steamed buns and steamed buns, so the two of them were naturally curious.

The two of them smelled the fragrance in the air. Although they had eaten breakfast, they were still tempted.

Li Si saw that the Ancestral Dragon was moved and volunteered to taste the dishes for the Emperor.

Although this was Brother Zheng's third time here, he could not fully trust Su Yang.

Hence, he did not stop Li Si.

When Brother Zheng saw Li Si pause after taking a bite and then wolf down the food like a prime minister, he knew that there was no problem at all.

He was relieved and reached out to take the soy milk and buns from Su Yang. He started eating.

Brother Zheng had never eaten such sweet and soft food that was easy to swallow.

She couldn't help but eat a few buns and drink three cups of soy milk.

After Brother Zheng finished eating, he couldn't help but ask curiously,"What kind of food is this? How was it made?"

Su Yang replied with a smile,"This white round one is called a bun. The one you drink is called soy milk."?”

"I can teach you how to make these two kinds of food.”

Su Yang knew very well that wheat and soybeans were already available in the Qin Dynasty at this time. It was just that the way people ate them was very simple and they did not think too much about it.

Hearing Su Yang's words, Brother Zheng and Li Si looked at each other happily.

Brother Zheng thought that even if he didn't get an immortal treasure today, this trip would still be worth it.

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