Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 1 Zhao Gao is my uncle

Chapter 1 Zhao Gao is my uncle

The first emperor was 33 years old.

Seven years have passed since Yingzheng ruled the world.

The flames of war in the Central Plains were extinguished, and the people of Daqin lived and worked in peace and contentment.

However, under the prosperous age, undercurrents surged.

Emperor Qin favored alchemists, and his health gradually deteriorated.The Xiongnu in northern Xinjiang intended to occupy the Central Plains, and the remnants of the six kingdoms wandered around, plotting to overthrow the Great Qin Dynasty.

The signs of troubled times have appeared.

……

Xianyang City.

"Xiaodie, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready."

A tall, handsome young man was busily busy in front of the stove, and a maid in a green skirt was helping with a smile.

"I have a hunch it should work this time."

Xiao Die sneered: "Young master, Wangcai next door will bark when he sees me now, if you feed him fried rice again, I'm afraid it will really be ruthless next time."

Zhao Gang smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, Wangcai has a good physique, one or two meals won't damage him."

"Young master is really strange. Mr. Zhao is your own uncle. Don't tell me you are afraid that you will not have a bright future. You have been messing around with these women's affairs all day long, and there are a lot of gossips in the house."

Zhao Gang smiled slightly and focused all his attention on the stove.

He was originally a teacher, but came to Qin Dynasty by accident.And his uncle is none other than Zhao Gao, the treacherous official who would "point at the deer as a horse" in the future.

Having such an uncle, Zhao Gang thought it was a very shameful thing, but after getting in touch with Zhao Gao, he found that Zhao Gao was actually not that bad.

At least, he was pretty good to himself.

Zhao Gao began to serve Yingzheng when he was a teenager, and Yingzheng was both his master and relative.

But as Yingzheng took over the power of the Qin State and gradually reached the peak of power, the distance between Zhao Gao and him became farther and farther.

At this time, Zhao Gao's elder brother, Zhao Feng, died of illness suddenly. Before he died, he entrusted Zhao Gang to him. Thinking of his elder brother's care for him when he was a child, Zhao Gao transferred all his love to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang is conflicted.

Because in his mind, he had already left a stereotyped memory of Zhao Gao.

On the one hand, it is the family affection that is constantly given, and on the other hand, it is the inner anxiety about the future.

Zhao Gang struggled and finally made a decision.

He wants to change everything.

The frying pan in his palm rolled up and down, and some beads of sweat oozed from Zhao Gang's forehead.

"Ding, cooking proficiency +1."

"Ding, cooking proficiency +1."

"Ding, cooking proficiency +1."

A series of prompts that only Zhao Gang could hear kept ringing in his mind.

Zhao Gang didn't find it strange at all, because a sign-in system was bound to his body.

With Goldfinger, one should be happy logically.

Maybe his hands are too dark, and he only got one cooking skill after signing in once a month.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid he would have vomited blood with anger.

Fortunately, Zhao Gang is a Buddhist, and he believes that hard work will eventually pay off.Since then, he has been nestled in the kitchen, accompanied by pots and pans all day long, although he was pointed at by others, but he lived a happy life.

"Ding! The cooking proficiency is full, and the upgrade conditions have been met."

"Ding! The cooking skills have been upgraded successfully, and I am currently an intermediate chef."

"Ding! Turn on the correction value function."

"The host can obtain the correction value by changing the original historical trajectory, and the correction value can be exchanged for items."

The recipes of countless dishes quickly poured into his mind.

This made him puzzled, but he couldn't help complaining.

This cheating system is not intended to assist me in founding New Oriental in the Qin Dynasty!

Although he devoted himself to the stove, it didn't mean he liked cooking.

The reason for doing it yourself is to practice skills on the one hand.

On the other hand, it is really that the food in this era is not palatable.

Cooking was popular in the Qin Dynasty. Whether it was meat or vegetables, they were stewed in a pot with a little salt, neither paying attention to taste nor appearance.Eating like this made Zhao Gang, who is used to eating skewers of hot pot, vomit bitterness, and he was also determined that he had to do it himself.

But when he started working, he was dumbfounded.

It is still difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, how to cook vegetables by herself with clay pots.

In desperation, Zhao Gang had no choice but to take a bite of the iron pot first.Although it looks a bit cumbersome, at least it solves the biggest problem.

The infrastructure was solved, but then Chen Gang was troubled again.

I can't cook at all.

Although there is a system, the system did not teach him how to cook.

After thinking hard for a long time, I can only start with the simplest egg fried rice.

But this is the Qin Dynasty, and the spices and seasonings that can be seen everywhere in later generations are absolutely poor and useless here.Stir-frying with salt alone is definitely not a small challenge.

But Zhao Gang was patient.

It’s okay not to stir-fry, and it takes more than ten days to stir-fry.

Even the maid Xiaodie was a little bit guilty.

Did the young master commit a demonic obstacle, otherwise he wouldn't play like this.

At this moment, the rice in the pot has been fried.

For a while, the aroma was tangy.

The yellow eggs and rice grains are fully mixed together, which makes people very appetizing from the color.

"Phew! Try it and see how it tastes."

Xiaodie hung her hands in the air, looked at the egg fried rice in front of her and smiled awkwardly: "Master, I'm not hungry, otherwise, you should try it first."

If it was someone else, if the maid dared to talk to her master like that, she would have been dragged out and beaten to death with a stick.

But Zhao Gang was different. He was influenced by the culture of later generations.Although Xiaodie is his maid, in Zhao Gang's view, she and him are equal friends.

Zhao Gang had no choice but to pick up the spoon, scoop it up and taste it.

"How is it?" Xiaodie stared at Zhao Gang with longing eyes.

"Finally, an edible egg fried rice has been fried."

Xiaodie couldn't wait to scoop it up with a spoon and tasted it, and she smiled immediately.

"It's not salty or bland, it's delicious, son, it's really delicious!"

Looking at Xiaodie in front of him, Zhao Gang was filled with emotion.

It's a pity that you were born 2000 years earlier. If you were born in modern times, milk tea hot pot Malatang would not make you cry.

"If there is a little soy chopped green onion and pickled mustard, the taste of this fried rice can be raised to several levels."

Xiaodie said while eating: "I think this is already the best meal I have ever eaten in my life."

Zhao Gang looked at Xiaodie in front of him with a wry smile: "What is this? Later, I will show you what is called delicious food."

Kocho answered vaguely.

After a while, the whole bowl of rice went into her stomach.

"Wow, it's really delicious!"

Zhao Gang looked at Xiaodie who was full of happiness in front of him, and asked softly, "Are you full?"

Xiaodie touched her belly and said, "I'm so full, I never thought I could eat so much in one meal, it's really delicious."

Zhao Gang looked at Xiaodie with a smile: "Continue to work when you are full."

"Ah?" Xiaodie was dumbfounded.

"Oh, what, this is the food of my uncle and nephew, and now it's all in your stomach. When the cow is full, he has to plow the field. If you are full, why don't you hurry up and lay hands on me."

Xiaodie wiped her mouth and said with a pitiful look: "I am so miserable!"

(End of this chapter)