Ying Zheng raised his head and glanced at the sun.
"Master, it's almost noon. Zhao Gao and Li Si are about to leave, so I'm going to personally host them.”
Qi Yuan patted Ying Zheng's shoulder and said,"
"What's the hurry? Why don't you stay for lunch?"
"Master, what's for lunch?"
Ying Zheng looked confused.
Qi Yuan then remembered that it was the Qin Dynasty now.
The people of the Qin Dynasty usually only ate two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.
The meal at eight or nine o'clock in the morning was called "Morning Food".
The meal at four or five o'clock in the evening was called "fast food".
Qi Yuan slowly explained,"
"You eat two meals a day, so there is a difference between morning and night.”
"I eat three meals a day, so I call them breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
Although the 'lunch' Qi Yuan mentioned was a new word for Ying Zheng.
But Ying Zheng still understood what lunch meant.
"Since Master has invited me, I'll respectfully accept it.”
"However, Master, I remember that you have long been eating qi and fasting.”
Qi Yuan laughed heartily.
"I came to the human world to play with the world of mortals, so naturally, I will live according to the routine of mortals.”
"If I'm still high and mighty, why should I enter this world?”
Ying Zheng nodded, as if he understood something.
As for Fusu.
He stood beside Ying Zheng without saying a word, quietly listening to the conversation between Qi Yuan and Ying Zheng.
Suddenly.
Li Dan rode the green bull into the farm slowly.
"Hahaha, Master, please forgive me for coming uninvited.”
Kong Qiu also rode his white crane and descended from the sky. He cupped his hands and bowed to Qi Yuan,"
"Ever since I entered the training hall, I haven't eaten any food personally prepared by Master. I really miss it.”
Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at them.
"Heh, then you've made the wrong decision. We're not eating stir-fried vegetables today.”
After saying that.
Qi Yuan led everyone to the backyard of the farm.
At this moment.
On the table in the backyard.
The iron pot, charcoal fire, and all kinds of ingredients had been arranged neatly.
Ying Zheng looked curiously at the utensils and ingredients on the table, then asked slowly,"
"Hotpot? Master, is this Gudong Soup?"
That's right.
Hotpot had already been around since the Warring States Period.
However, the people of the pre-Qin Dynasty used clay pots as pots to make hotpot.
Moreover, it was also named "Gudong Soup" or "Antique Soup" because of the "Gudong" sound produced when food was thrown into boiling water.
Qi Yuan nodded."
"This can indeed be considered Gudong Soup. However, I have an exclusive secret recipe that guarantees that the taste will be much better than the Gudong Soup you've eaten before.”
After hearing Qi Yuan's words.
Ying Zheng felt that he could not wait to feast on it.
Everyone sat in a circle.
The hot charcoal fire was roasting the iron pot.
One by one, the ingredients were added into the pot.
The dark red hotpot soup was boiling.
However…
Everyone looked at Qi Yuan in unison, quietly waiting for him to start eating.
This was the rule of eating.
Only after the elders moved their chopsticks could the juniors move their chopsticks.
And here.
As their master, Qi Yuan naturally had the highest seniority.
Qi Yuan calmly picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of mutton into his mouth.
In the next moment.
The others followed suit.
Ying Zheng followed suit and picked up a piece of mutton and put it into his mouth.
Boom!
Hot, spicy, refreshing…
He felt like there was a flame burning in his mouth.
"Awesome! It's so delicious!"
Ying Zheng lowered his head and wolfed down the food.
A moment later.
Ying Zheng, whose mouth was already stuffed with food, said in a muffled voice,"
"Master, why is it the same soup, oh no, hotpot? Why does this hotpot taste so good?”
"And I feel that this hotpot is very spicy. Is there mustard in it?”
Qi Yuan ate the hotpot unhurriedly and said,"
"Eat slowly. No one is snatching it from you."
"This hotpot doesn't have wasabi. There's something called pepper in Ba Shu. The reason why you think it's spicy is because pepper is added to the hotpot.”
Time flew by.
"Burp."
Ying Zheng patted his round belly.
"Master, I don't even want to preside over the execution ground anymore. I just want to stay by your side and serve you.”
Qi Yuan laughed and scolded,"
"Scram, scram, scram. I'm afraid you want to stay by my side to eat delicious food. Hurry up and be your emperor. If there's nothing important, don't come and disturb me.”
After saying that.
Ying Zheng was chased out of the farm by Qi Yuan.
The moment he went out.
Wang Ben was standing beside the carriage, his nose twitching crazily.
"Minister Wang, what are you doing?”
Wang Ben scratched his head awkwardly,
"Your Majesty, this smell is really too fragrant. I can't help but smell it for a while.”
Ying Zheng patted Wang Ben's shoulder with a smile and said,"
"Hahaha, if there's a chance in the future, I'll bring you here to taste what a peerless delicacy is.”
Wang Ben quickly nodded.
Ying Zheng laughed and said,"
"Let's go back to Xianyang Palace first. I still have to prepare for the tour of Xianyang City.”
Ying Zheng's eyes turned sharp.
The purpose of his tour this time was to announce it to the world.
He, Ying Zheng, was not dead!
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