Jiang Lu's appetite was as steady as ever.
He didn't feel anything after eating the fist-sized potato.
Then, he filled a big bowl with corn rice.
Paired with the braised pork soup, it was delicious.
The braised pork was fresh pork belly.
It was fat but not greasy, and it tasted just right.
There were also shredded potatoes, which went well with rice.
Usually, Fu Su did not eat much, but today, he still added two more bowls of rice. It was because shredded potatoes and braised pork were extremely to his liking. Fortunately, the kitchen had made enough. Otherwise, there would definitely not be enough to eat.
"What kind of grain is this potato? Why have I never heard of it before?”
Fu Su put down his bowl and chopsticks, his face full of confusion.
As the eldest son, he had tasted all the delicacies in the world.
In the early years, Qin Shihuang loved him very much.
He had eaten all the delicacies of the Six Nations.
Nymphoides, turnip, wormwood, bracken, osmund…
He had also tasted the staple food of various places, such as millet, rice, and wheat.
He had never heard of potatoes before.
"Ninth brother, where did you get these potatoes?”
As the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su was still able to see things clearly.
The potatoes were suitable for food and vegetables, and the taste was not bad.
Moreover, it felt extremely full!
He ate half a bowl of rice and was full with potatoes.
The method was also very simple and crude.
Putting aside the complicated shredded potatoes, the steamed potatoes were very simple.
According to what Zhao Che said just now, he could even boil it with water.
If it really didn't work, he could just throw it into the fire and roast it.
If this was used as military rations, wouldn't it be great?
As the saying went, speed was the most important thing in war. It was also important to lead troops to fight and seize time.
In the past, they used Guokui.
A mouthful of cold water and a mouthful of wok helmet.
When the battle started, they would hang the wok helmet on their bodies with a rope.
Ordinary crossbow bolts could not harm them at all.
It was good to use, but the texture was really not good.
Fu Su had eaten it before and almost broke his teeth.
It was extremely difficult to eat.
Especially in winter, there were often brave soldiers who couldn't stand it.
If there were a large number of potatoes, it would be good.
Paired with vegetable soup and meat sauce, it was enough to fill one's stomach.
At the very least, the soldiers could eat warm food.
"I picked it up by the roadside."
"Ah?"
Fu Su was stunned.
She met him by the roadside, so you could know his name.
He even knew how to make it delicious?
Who are you trying to fool?
Jiang Lu didn't care and continued to chew the pork belly.
"Ninth brother's luck is really good."
"The crops I randomly picked up are actually so delicious.”
"Speaking of which, where did Ninth Brother pick it up? I'll try my luck too."
Yun Zhu smiled and said nothing.
Jiang Lu, the third young master, was still as simple as ever.
Anyone could tell that this was not picked up.
Zhao Che wiped his mouth and burped contentedly.
How comfortable!
After nearly twenty years, he finally got to eat potatoes again!
Although the chef's skills were a little bad, the pots and pans were not good either.
However, this was the taste of his hometown.
The utensils used by these nobles were basically all bronze.
Ordinary people used clay.
Logically speaking, clay might be better…
Those who had studied chemistry in junior high would know.
For example, all kinds of heavy metals in ancient bronze were seriously exceeding the standard.
Eating and drinking with bronze utensils would definitely be harmful to the body.
Zhao Che would never use it normally.
"How is it?"
"Zhen said that the four of them would definitely have something new.”
Qin Shihuang's voice sounded from behind.
He saw him and Wang Jian standing behind him with their hands behind their backs.
Fu Su was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
"No need for formalities."
Qin Shihuang waved his hand indifferently.
Looking at the red braised pork on the table, his eyes lit up.
What?
Three unfilial sons!
How dare you not tell me if you have delicious food?
Zhao Che's mouth twitched.
It was really strange! You can come out at every critical moment. Dad, are you filming a TV series? Could it be such a coincidence?
Why was he found out when he was eating something delicious secretly?
Could it be that someone had told on him?
Zhao Che looked around.
He had planned to take it out.
He was just worried that there would be problems, so he tried it out himself first.
After all, he still wanted to farm Emotional Value.
It was just that he felt that Qin Shihuang's arrival was too coincidental!
At every critical moment, he would always appear.
What?
Writing a novel?
Delivered ~
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