At night.
Taoyuan Village.
When Ying Che was assassinated by the Six Sword Slaves.
On Qin Shihuang's side, Ying Zheng had also completed his first treatment. When he saw that the originally green healing water had turned dark black due to the continuous elimination of the poison in his body, his face turned even darker.
He even had the intention to kill Xu Fu's mother.
If he didn't need more treatment, he would have run back right now.
He wanted to witness it with his own eyes.
Xu Fu, that dog, was tortured to the point where he could not live or die.
"Alright, Your Majesty, today's treatment will end here.”Miracle Doctor Ying Dou looked at the bucket of treatment water that was dyed black. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said,"Dinner should be almost ready. This is a specialty of Taoyuan Village. Please move."”
"There's no need to be too extravagant. That would put too much pressure on the commoners.”
Emperor Qin, Ying Zheng, said at the same time as he put on the Black Water Dragon Robe.
After the first treatment.
He could clearly feel that his body was much better.
Of course, there was still a lot of poison accumulated in his body. This was not a problem that could be solved in a short period of time. However, as long as the divine doctor was here, it was only a matter of time before he recovered.
At the same time.
Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng, who had tasted all kinds of delicacies.
To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in Taoyuan Village's specialty food. After all, this was only a small village with a population of more than 10,000.
As long as he could fill his stomach, it was fine.
Similarly, before he had seen the specialties of Taoyuan Village, he had never seen them before.
Even the Right Prime Minister Shang Yang and the Killing God Baiqi did not have much hope.
Even though His Majesty only requested for ordinary food, Ying Hong and Ying Dou did not dare to arrange for ordinary food. After all, this person in front of them was the Young Master's father and the Emperor of Great Qin.
"Your Majesty, please follow me."
"Young Master built a small mansion in Taoyuan Village. Usually, only important guests can go there.”
"If Your Majesty does not mind, you can rest there for a few nights.”
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As the leader of the Seven Swords, Ying Hong walked at the very front.
Although this small mansion was usually unoccupied, the Seven Swords could not rashly move in. This was disrespectful to the young master.
Only important guests came.
Only then could he temporarily stay in this small mansion.
In the five or six years since the establishment of Taoyuan Village, there had been no guests.
Usually, it was either empty or the young master would occasionally stay for a while.
After hearing Ying Hong's introduction, Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng did not object. Since it was a place built by his son, there was nothing to be wary of. This place was not far from Xianyang City, and they could reach there in four hours.
It was a small matter on a daily basis.
He could leave it to Left Prime Minister Li Si.
If they encountered a big problem that could not be solved, they would send it to Taoyuan Village and let Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng, deal with it personally.
During this period of time.
Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng, was planning to take good care of his body, or at least expel all the toxins from his body.
He still wanted to live for another 30 to 40 years.
"Ouch."
A child from Taoyuan Village.
He ran out from the side and accidentally bumped into Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng. He was holding a big wooden bowl in his hand, and he fell to the ground with his butt.
"Little friend, are you alright?"
Qin Shihuang's solemn face occasionally showed a trace of gentleness.
When facing his subjects and children, he had to maintain the dignity of an emperor.
Time passed.
It was also very tiring.
However, in front of innocent children, he could relax a little. He did not need to maintain the dignity of an emperor all the time because children did not know so many things.
Under normal circumstances, if someone accidentally bumped into the emperor, the emperor would be killed.
Regardless of whether you were a child or not, the guards would definitely draw their swords and kill you in an instant. At the very least, they would expel you on the spot.
However…
Now, not only did Qin Shihuang not have any intention of blaming him, but he also had no intention of doing so.
Instead, he showed a gentle attitude.
Even if he was a tough man.
She also had a gentle side.
Even Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng was no exception.
"It's fine, it's fine. I rushed too fast.”
"What is that thing in your hand? It smells quite good.”
Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, looked at the food in the hands of the children in Taoyuan Village, raised his eyebrows and asked.
He heard this luxuriously dressed lord ask him a question.
The children of Taoyuan Village naturally wouldn't refuse to answer.
After all.
This kind of food.
In today's Taoyuan Village, it had long become commonplace. In the beginning, people might still eat it as a staple food, but with the continuous improvement of living conditions, most people no longer ate these things.
"This is sweet potato porridge. It's made from sweet potatoes and corn.”
the child introduced.
Of course, this was only the lowest version.
If it was a high-end version of sweet potato porridge, according to the quality of life of the people in Taoyuan Village, it would at least be sweet potato flavored as the main ingredient, plus plump rice. It could even add a little white sugar, honey, and sugar.
In this way.
A bowl of sweet potato porridge with a pleasant fragrance was truly fresh out of the oven.
However…
For those who had never tasted sweet potatoes before.
The first time he saw sweet potato porridge, he would also be attracted by the faint fragrance in the air.
As he grew older, the Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng, who had tasted all kinds of delicacies, also started to show signs of anorexia.
However…
He did not know if it was because his body had expelled the poison.
Or perhaps it was because of the alluring fragrance of the sweet potato porridge.
The Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng, could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and a rumbling sound came from his stomach. Just looking at it was enough to make one's fingers move.
"Can I taste this bowl of sweet potato porridge? I will pay you accordingly.”
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