After half a cup of tea's time, Wang Jian immediately came out to call Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan nodded and went to the inner room.
Xia Wuqie and Wang Jian followed behind him, looking at Zhao Yan's tall and straight back.
Xia Wuqie sighed softly.
Wang Jian saw that he was still happily following behind Zhao Yan and asking for guidance.
Why did he suddenly become dejected now?
"I wanted to take this young gentleman as my master, but he rejected me," Xia Wuqi said regretfully.”
Wang Jian was speechless.
This…
The imperial physician of the Great Qin Dynasty had taken a 19-year-old young man as his master…
This news was really something that he could digest.
Wang Jian did not know what to say either and could only casually comfort him.
"My condolences."
Xia Wuqi quickly pulled himself together.
His gaze was burning as he looked at Zhao Yan, who was quickly removing the needles with a ghostly technique.
"Although I failed to become your disciple, it doesn't matter.”
"In this old man's heart, little mister is already my master!”
"In the future, I will treat you as a disciple!”
Wang Jian was speechless.
She didn't know what to say, but she felt that he was quite thick-skinned.
After pulling out the needles, Zhao Yan pressed on Ying Zheng's body.
"How does it feel here?"
"Not bad."
"Here?"
"It's a little hot."
"Here?"
……
He pressed quite a number of acupuncture points and received feedback.
Zhao Yan nodded in satisfaction.
"It's good."
"Next, I'll give you a prescription.”
"Come back to my clinic three days later. I'll give you the second injection.”
Ying Zheng stood up and stretched his limbs, feeling that his body had become much lighter.
Then, he saw Xia Wuqi run over and take the needle kit from Zhao Yan's hand.
"Mr. Zhao, I will clean up the silver needles. Let me help you.”
Wang Jian was speechless.
Brother, where is your reputation as a royal doctor?
Zhao Yan felt helpless at Xia Wuqi's solicitous attitude.
He really didn't know what to say when this old man became his disciple at such an old age.
However, he couldn't reject her offer to help.
That was it.
"Would you like to have a meal together?”
Without waiting for Ying Zheng and Wang Jian to answer, Xia Wuqie rubbed his hands and said,""How can I do that?"
He definitely wanted to stay and continue listening to Mr. Zhao's teachings!
Then, Xia Wuqi remembered that the big boss hadn't said anything yet. He smiled awkwardly and stood aside.
Ying Zheng glanced at Xia Wuqie, feeling very puzzled.
How did these two suddenly become so close?
The scene was quiet for a moment.
"Old Zhao, what are you going to do?" Wang Jian could not help but remind him.”
As the emperor, all the food that entered Ying Zheng's mouth had to go through the hands of a special person.
The food outside naturally couldn't enter his mouth easily.
Zhao Yan also thought that treating people to a meal so rashly might make others think that he had ulterior motives.
"I have no ill intentions," he hurriedly said.”
"There's just one thing I want you to help with.”
Hearing that he needed their help, Ying Zheng nodded.
Wang Jian followed Zhao Yan to a nearby eatery to get some food.
Ying Zheng and Xia Wuqi were left behind to help look after the shop in the lobby.
Ying Zheng was sitting on his seat with a bold and imposing manner, and any passersby who suddenly glanced at him would be shocked.
He didn't care.
He asked Xia Wuqi,"What did you and this young gentleman talk about outside just now?"”
Xia Wuqi had no choice but to repeat the fact that he had been rejected when he wanted to be his disciple.
"Is it really that shocking?" asked Ying Zheng as he looked at Xia Wuqi.”
He was shocked to the point that he didn't even hesitate to bow to his disciple at his age.
"It's amazing," Xia Wuqi answered truthfully.”
Ying Zheng didn't answer, but looked at the door thoughtfully.
Xia Wuqi thought for a moment and asked tentatively,""Your Majesty, do you want to recruit Mr. Zhao?”
Ying Zheng nodded.”
"But there are too many suspicious things about this kid.”
"I will make a decision after I find out his identity.”
As the two of them were talking, a fragrance that they had never smelled before suddenly came from behind.
Ying Zheng took a few puffs, then asked in confusion,""What's that smell?"
"So fragrant…"
He asked Xia Wuqi to guard the front while he fumbled around in the kitchen.
The backyard was filled with the fragrance of food.
Wang Jian's voice could still be heard from the kitchen.
"Mister Zhao, what is this?"
"This is an iron pot."
"Iron pot?"
Wang Jian looked at the big iron pot that Zhao Yan was using to cook in disbelief.
"Iron is so brittle, but it can be forged into such a shape?”
During the Qin Dynasty, iron smelting had already begun on a large scale.
However, due to the backward technology, the furnace temperature could not reach the temperature needed to refine high-quality iron, so there were many impurities in the iron.
This caused iron to be even more brittle than bronze.
And it was crispy and soft.
Even if it was used in agriculture, it was barely enough.
However, Mr. Zhao had an incomparably smooth iron pot in his house!
Moreover, it could be used to cook!
Ah, no, it was stir-frying!
Moreover, the taste of the stir-fried dishes was so fragrant!
The sound of the shovel scraping the iron pot was simply a beautiful piece of music.
Hearing their conversation, Ying Zheng also walked into the kitchen.
When he saw the big iron pot, he almost couldn't hold it in.
The bronze ware was thick and heavy.
The surface of the big iron pot was smooth and thin.
This was definitely not something that they could refine with their current technology!
If this technology was only used on weapons,
Wang Jian was initially so excited that he was somewhat trembling. Now, he finally calmed down.
Seeing Ying Zheng standing at the door, he almost shouted out in excitement.
"Your Majesty, Old Zhao, come and take a look at this iron pot!”
Ying Zheng walked over quickly and was about to reach out his hand to touch the iron pot.
Zhao Yan patted his outstretched hand.
"Hot!"
Even the steady Ying Zheng was speechless when he saw this big iron pot.
"Where did you get this iron pot?"
"With your strength alone, you definitely won't be able to fight!”
"This is a secret. I hope the two of you can help me keep it a secret."”
"After all, I don't want to be surrounded by people tomorrow.”
Ying Zheng came back to his senses. With his hands behind his back, he looked at Zhao Yan, who was cooking in front of him, with a sharp gaze.
"Please pass me the plate behind you.”
Ying Zheng was stunned.
Wang Jian hurriedly turned around and took the white plate behind him. Then, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
This, this is porcelain?
This was a white porcelain with exquisite patterns!
Zhao Yan took the porcelain from his hand and chatted casually,"May I ask if the two of you are from Xianyang?”
Wang Jian looked at that porcelain ware in shock and answered Zhao Yan's words in a daze.
"Ah, yes!"
"Do the two of you have any way to meet the First Emperor?" asked Zhao Yan.”
" Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously. You want to see the First Emperor?"
"Why?"
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