Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

What a big joke!

Chen Qing wanted to rebel against Da Qin, so instead of killing him, His Majesty even ate mutton with him.

These materials are worth the taxes paid by thousands of families.

Although I don't know what Chen Qing is going to do, it is definitely not a good thing!

Li Si couldn't help but feel murderous again.

This Chen Qing must be eradicated as soon as possible!

If you stay one more day, Daqin will be more harmed by him!

"Drive, hurry to the palace!"

Li Si gave an order, and the carriage accelerated towards Xianyang Palace.

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Outside Xianyang city, beside the Weihe River.

The peasants and craftsmen on the rocky beach are very busy.

Chen Qing is equally busy and enthusiastic.

Under a simple thatched hut, thick smoke billowed.

Chen Qing lay on the ground, puffing his cheeks and blowing air into the cracks in the charcoal.

With his efforts, the orange flame finally sprang up.

"It's on."

"Li Yi, has the sheep been killed yet?"

Chen Qing hurriedly urged.

"Master, it's all right."

Li Yi carried a freshly killed sheep from the river and walked quickly.

"Hurry up and set it up, today I will make roasted whole lamb for you!"

Chen Qing said happily.

Li Yi glanced carefully at Zhao Chong who was standing not far away, then found a wooden stick to string it up, set up a shelf and put it on the charcoal fire.

"Boss, I'm going to get busy first."

Chen Qing dared to eat sheep in front of Daqin soldiers, but he didn't have the courage.

The productivity of the Qin Dynasty was underdeveloped, and it was common for ordinary people not to see meat in their homes for half a year.

Before being taken in by Chen Qing, he had never eaten mutton once in his 18 years of life.

It is precisely because of Chen Qing's kindness to them that the craftsmen are willing to take the risk of abandoning the market to build weapons and armor for them.

"Commander Zhao, use your sword."

"The mutton is too thick, it will be cooked slowly if you don't cut it open, and the taste will not get in."

Chen Qing said anxiously while fanning the fire.

"Humph."

Zhao Chong turned his head with a straight face.

If it was someone else, he would have been furious.

The swordsman of the warrior is used to kill, how can he use it to cut mutton!

But Chen Qing did a lot of ridiculous things, and Zhao Chong got used to it.

He wanted to report this matter to the emperor last night, but then he thought that His Majesty had said that the supply of materials must be sufficient and there should be no shortage, so he swallowed his words back.

Only ten sheep, Daqin can afford it.

"Find him a pocket knife."

Zhao Chong ordered impatiently.

After half an hour.

The strong aroma of barbecue radiates from the grass shed and wafts around with the morning breeze.

The iron eagle swordsmen around kept swallowing, their stomachs rumbling.

Not to mention the craftsmen and peasants working on the rocky beach, their heads seemed to be disobedient, and they would turn their heads to look at Chen Qing from time to time, staring intently at the golden-yellow, shiny and moist roasted whole lamb.

"It's a pity that there is no cumin, otherwise the taste would be amazing."

Chen Qing was full of joy, seeing Zhao Chong far away, he beckoned: "Commander Zhao, the mutton is roasted, come quickly and taste it."

"I……"

Zhao Chonggang was about to refuse, but his stomach let out a growl.

Really fragrant!

When collecting supplies in the morning, Chen Qing specifically asked if there was any fuel.

He despised all the lard, butter, and mutton oil in Nekuli. In the end, he had no choice but to find a bottle of walnut oil for him from the Tai Hospital.

Oil was scarce in the pre-Qin period, and this small bottle of walnut oil was extremely valuable, equivalent to an equal volume of gold!

Zhao Chong originally thought it was used to make a waterwheel, so he handed it over to him.

Never expected that Chen Qing would use it to roast a whole lamb!

Watching him wipe it up with brush after brush, Zhao Chong was so distressed that he was about to bleed.

Even the emperor would not dare to make such a thing!

Do you really think your majesty's money is blown by the wind?

"Commander Zhao, hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Chen Qing cut off half a leg of lamb and shook it at the other party.

After several hesitations, Zhao Chong finally couldn't hold back.

He kept reassuring himself that I was sharing worries for His Majesty.

I’ve used up all the walnut oil, if I don’t take a bite, wouldn’t it be a bargain for outsiders?

"Give."

Chen Qing smiled brightly, stood up and handed him the leg of lamb.

Zhao Chong first gave him a complicated look, then picked it up and bit it hard.

fresh!

Fragrant!

Slippery and tender!

Zhao Chong almost swallowed his tongue, with an extremely satisfied look on his face.

The mutton that I usually eat tastes woody and hard, and it is far inferior to Chen Qing's roasted taste.

Just short of this walnut oil!

"Don't just stand there, big guy, come, everyone who sees has a share."

Chen Qing took a big mouthful by himself, and then greeted the iron eagle swordsmen around him.

"Commander Zhao, please say something."

"There are still several sheep. I'll roast them after I finish eating."

Anyway, what he ate was not his own, so Chen Qing was very generous.

Zhao Chong hesitated briefly.

"Come and get a piece, do it yourself."

"promise!"

"promise!"

Iron Eagle Swordsman ran towards the thatched shed while swallowing the halazi.

Without the urging of others, a group of wolves and tigers surrounded the roast sheep.

After cutting it in pieces, only a skeleton with bits and pieces of meat remained.

Zhao Chong looked embarrassed.

You bastards, why do you eat more than me!

Didn't you say one bite per person?

"The meat is gone."

Chen Qing shook his head regretfully, and shouted towards the construction site: "Li Yi, take the sheep bone back and share it with everyone."

This is not a posthumous life with abundant supplies.

Chen Qing's behavior did not mean any discrimination at all.

Sure enough, Li Yi happily ran over.

"Boss, I'm afraid it's not easy to divide the sheep."

"Why don't you use it to cook a pot of soup, and everyone will have a bowl of soup at noon?"

Chen Qing nodded disapprovingly: "Well, just do as you said."

"Thank you boss."

Li Yi carefully removed the mutton bone, smelling the delicious smell of meat, his saliva flooded like a flood breaking a bank.

At noon, I must remember to make an extra bowl of soup, and take it back to my mother and wife to share.

Before he took a few steps, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a large group of people marching here.

The gold and silver-decorated carriages glistened in the sun, and the guarding soldiers advanced like a forest.

A black Daqin King's Banner was erected high, and the banners of various colors dazzled people's eyes.

pat.

Li Yi was shaking like chaff, his face pale.

The sheep bone in his hand fell to the ground, covered with a layer of loess.

Chapter 16 You are a traitor, are you still supporting yourself?

"The first emperor arrived—"

Zhao Gao shouted with a long tail, full of energy.

"Sinners see Your Majesty!"

"The villain sees Your Majesty!"

On the rocky beach by the river bank, a large area crashed and fell to their knees.

The craftsmen and peasants fell to the ground, not daring to breathe.

Zhao Chong and the soldiers both have titles, so they don't need to kneel and salute, they just need to bow.

Chen Qing came from a later generation, but he didn't have the habit of kneeling at others, even if the other party was Qin Shihuang, the emperor of the ages.

Like Zhao Chong, he bowed and saluted.

Anyway, I've conspired against him, what's the difference?

"His Majesty."

Zhao Chong stepped forward quickly, full of doubts in his heart.

Calculated according to the time, it should be the time of the Great Court Assembly now.

Why did the first emperor bring the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty here?