They were very clear about the significance of the widespread use of paper. No one would have thought that such a great invention came from a child!
"What is this? I can make so many things! Wait, I'll show you something else!”
Ying Pingan said bluntly, then turned around and ran back to the carriage. After a while, he took out a roll of toilet paper.
"This is also a type of paper, but it's not called white paper. It's toilet paper. It's used in place of toilet chips.”
Ying Pingan said as he showed an expression of enjoyment.
The toilet in this era was different from the past. They used toilet chips made of bamboo. Not only were they hard, but they were also difficult to wipe clean.
Moreover, this thing was not disposable. After using it, he would have to soak it in salt water and use it again next time!
For a person like Ying Pingan, who was from the later generations, this was simply disgusting!
Fortunately, the system took pity on him and rewarded him with a box of toilet paper whenever he had time. This made his life much more comfortable!
"Use this to replace the toilet token?"
Ying Zheng took the toilet paper, unfolded a small section of it, and was instantly shocked.
This soft touch and snow-white color were actually used to replace toilet chips?
It would be a waste to use it for writing!
"That's right!"
Ying Pingan nodded his head firmly," If anyone is interested, you can give it a try. I guarantee that you won't be able to put it down!”
"Cough cough! Dear ministers, are you interested in giving it a try?”
Ying Zheng passed the toilet paper to all the ministers.
In fact, he really wanted to try it himself, but he didn't say it because of the dignity of the emperor!
Of course, when the emperor went out to pay his respects, he definitely did not use toilet tokens. He usually used silk or silk.
That thing was slippery and definitely not as useful as this white toilet paper!
"Your Majesty, I'm willing to give it a try!"
The one who spoke was Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu. Coincidentally, he was about to find a place to go to the toilet when no one was looking.
It just so happened that Ying Zheng was looking for someone to test the paper, so he might as well do it for him, and save himself the trouble of searching for branches in the forest!
"Agreed!"
Ying Zheng nodded in agreement.
Wang Ben grabbed the toilet paper that Meng Yi was studying and dashed into the woods.
Although the other old fellows did not say anything, they all looked at his back with envy!
It was all his fault for being disappointing. Why didn't he feel anything at this critical moment?
Otherwise, he would have been the first to experience it!
"Your Majesty, lunch is ready. Please eat!”
As soon as Wang Ben left, a young servant ran over and bowed respectfully.
"Yes!"
Ying Zheng nodded, but his eyes remained fixed on the spot where Wang Ben had disappeared.
She wondered if that old fellow was done and how did it feel to use toilet paper?
Why was there no movement at all?
"Hmm? Lunch? That's great, there's delicious food!"
On the other hand, Ying Pingan was dancing with joy when he heard that dinner was about to start.
He had never eaten imperial food before, so he wondered what it was.
In those television dramas of the future, the emperor's meals were very rich, with all kinds of delicacies!
"Let's go! Quickly bring me to take a look!"
Ying Zheng was not interested, but he was.
After a night of torment yesterday and setting off for Xianyang early in the morning, his little stomach was already so hungry that his chest was touching his back.
The two bags of snacks that he occasionally chewed were not enough to do anything. It did not take long for him to digest them!
"Yes, sir!"
The little chamberlain responded and made an inviting gesture.
"Let's go! Mother, let's go eat together?”
Ying Pingan held Qi Chu's hand and shook it like a spoiled child.
"Okay, okay, I'll go with you!”
Qi Chu looked at him lovingly, then looked at Ying Zheng, and agreed, and was led to the main tent by the little chamberlain.
The rest of the guards ate by burying the pot on the spot, cooking some porridge, adding dry rations and simple side dishes. The emperor was different. How could he eat in the open air?
Even if it was just a simple rest, there were people who specially set up a big tent for him!
The other accompanying ministers also had a special tent, but many of them ate together, and the standard of food was far worse than Ying Zheng's!
"Little Lord, please!"
The little chamberlain opened the curtain of the tent for the two of them and made a gesture of invitation again.
"Thank you!"
Ying Pingan happily ran in, and Qi Chu very sensibly thanked the little chamberlain.
However, when he saw the dishes on the table, Ying Pingan's smile immediately froze!
"What…what is this?"
"TV dramas are all lies, boohoo…!”Steamed fish, boiled chicken, roasted mutton, roasted chives, and a few bowls of corn rice.
Was this the emperor's standard of food?
This was not how it was portrayed in television dramas!
When their mother and son were at home, they would occasionally eat hotpot and barbecue. Now that they were with the emperor, they could only eat boiled meat?
Great Qin's condiments were already lacking, so could chicken, duck, and fish cooked in water really be eaten?
Especially the mutton, could it really cover up the smell?
"Son, what's wrong?"
Qi Chu didn't feel anything wrong with the dishes on the table.
Ordinary people could not eat these dishes at all!
Before Little Shiqi, the dishes at home were all boiled with water.
After Little Seventeen grew up day by day, he came up with some special ways to eat, adding some color to the house!
Looking around, the commoners outside were still using this method!
There was nothing wrong with that!
"Mother, this thing has no taste at all. How can I eat it?”
Ying Pingan pouted, turned around, and walked out. He angrily opened the curtains of the tent.
"This Little Seventeen!"
Qi Chu shook her head helplessly and followed him out.
However, he did not see Ying Ping 'an after he left the house, so he had no choice but to look for Ying Zheng.
"Did Ah Zheng see Ping An?"
At this moment, Ying Zheng was still eagerly waiting for Wang Ben.
"Didn't Little Seventeen go to eat?”
"Pingan has always been a picky eater. Since he could speak, the meals at home had to be prepared according to his instructions. The meals prepared by the royal chef were different from his usual eating method, so Little Seventeen started throwing a tantrum!”
Even her mother was puzzled by this.
Where did Ping An learn all those cooking, hotpot, and barbecue methods?
"It's fine. Later, after this one has allocated a palace to your mother and mother, I'll send two imperial chefs over. Your meals will be prepared by the imperial chefs alone!”
"Meng Yi, bring your men and quickly search nearby. Don't let Little Seventeen run too far!”Although Ying Zheng and his son had just met, they did not have a deep relationship yet.
However, as long as it was his own flesh and blood, he would not allow the slightest bit of danger!
"Yes, sir!"
Meng Yi cupped his hands and accepted the order. He led a team of people to search the surroundings.
At the same time, Wang Ben came back from the woods with one hand behind his back and the other holding a tissue.
"How is it? Was the toilet paper as soft and comfortable as the little lord had said?”
As the distance between them gradually shortened, Zhang Han hurriedly ran over and asked with a smile.
"Forget it! Don't mention it!"
Wang Ben frowned bitterly.
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