my grandfather was qin shi huang

In this era, it is not easy for ordinary people to have a meal of meat. Unless you catch up with the festival, worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, and buy some leftover meat from the government, there is basically no chance.

On a certain level, this bowl of mutton steamed buns made them feel happier than the one hundred dollars.

Looking at the servants who were so grateful for a bowl of mutton steamed buns, Zhao Ying sighed softly, but this was not a problem that he could care about at the moment.

All he can do is reward him with a bowl of mutton steamed buns.

It's not that he is stingy about giving more meat, but that he has a lack of people's heart. Occasionally, he will be grateful if he gives a little bit of reward, but if he rewards every now and then, it may not necessarily be a good thing.

Suppress these confusing thoughts.

Zhao Ying asked them to prepare today's dinner directly and followed him to the backyard.

Since the First Emperor stayed in Xianyang Palace for a while today, the stay was a bit long. It was almost dinner time, so he did not go to the back garden to continue to exercise.

One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military.

Just think of it as a way to relax for yourself. Besides, during this period of time, I was either busy getting fit or going to the palace to gain favor with the First Emperor, so I had fewer opportunities to have a good meal with my family.

For a good big brother and a good boy, this is not acceptable!

"Cauldron——"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the little girl, who was squatting on the ground with a small stick and playing with a group of ants with great interest, spotted him first, opened her hands, and stumbled towards him.

This little girl is pink and chubby, and she is a bit cute to look at.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but smile, and squatted down, waiting for her to throw herself into his arms. Who could resist a little girl with cute breasts?

Who would have thought that this little girl would pass him by and pounce on the cook behind who was carrying a crock pot and baking buns. He stretched out his chubby little hands and impatiently tried to lift the lid of the earthen pot, mumbling something while doing so.

"Big pot, big pot, I want to eat meat..."

Zhao Ying: ...

As soon as he reached out, he forcefully grabbed her from the crock and held her in his arms.

Although the little girl was in his arms, her mind was obviously not with his elder brother. Her big black and white eyes were looking straight at the fragrant earthen pot behind her, and her mouth was watering.

"Fatty, fleshy..."

Zhao Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It had only been a few days, but this girl's appetite had already been spoiled by him.

Probably in her concept.

My eldest brother is roughly equal to Rourou...

At this time, Mi Ji was kneeling on the couch in front of the window, holding a black cloak and working hard. When she saw Zhao Ying coming in with his sister in his arms, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, she put down her sewing work and stood with a smile. Get up.

"Ying'er, you came just in time. Yesterday I saw that the clothes you were wearing seemed a little too small. I made one for you in the past two days. Come and try it on to see if it fits..."

Zhao Ying was startled, put his sister in his arms at his feet, smiled and walked over quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work, grandma——"

This cloak is heavy, lined with a layer of fine brocade, and the stitching is fine and dense. It's obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it.

It only took one day to make such a big cloak. It was obviously made in a hurry. Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and a strange emotion flooded in his heart.

Since time travel, although he has always respected his mother Mi Ji, as a time traveler, although he has inherited part of the memories of his predecessor, it is actually difficult for him to feel close to this mother who is not much older than him. A little bit awkward.

These days, he regards Mi Ji not so much as his mother, but more as a tool to gain a foothold in this world. Even in order to avoid the discovery of his own secrets, he was hiding from this mother intentionally or unintentionally.

Until this moment, he truly felt that in the heart of this young grandma, he had always been his son who deserved love and care. He had never changed, and he had never doubted it.

Even my performance during this period is actually very different from before.

Perhaps in her eyes, it's just that her son has grown up, become sensible, and has abilities.

Perhaps he felt Zhao Ying's emotions.

Mi Ji said a little annoyed.

"I'm just making you some clothes. If you want to thank me, come and try to see if it fits you. If it doesn't, I'll change it..."

Mi Ji's height is only about 1.6 meters, which is relatively tall among women in this era, but Zhao Ying's height is already approaching 1.8 meters at this time.

Mi Ji was obviously struggling with the gestures.

Zhao Ying discovered this problem and bowed down in cooperation.

"Ying'er has grown a lot taller these days. In a while, I'm afraid he will be as tall as your eldest father..."

Mi Ji's happy voice came to mind.

"It's a good thing I did it according to the big rules, otherwise I might not be able to put on these clothes..."

Although he said this, the smile on his face never dissipated.

"It's just right now. I feel like I've been growing very fast recently. I guess I'll have to trouble grandma to make another one in a few days..."

He carefully took off his cloak and folded it aside.

At this time, several cooks had already placed the earthen pots containing mutton soup and the baskets containing steamed buns on the long table outside. Zhao Ying waved his hand to signal them to leave, and then he bent down to pick up the little girl from the ground and put her on his side of the seat to sit down.

At this time, Zhao Qi, who heard the commotion, also walked out of his room, just looking at his eldest brother, his eyes full of resentment.

Zhao Ying pretended not to notice.

"Come, second brother, let's see what delicious food my elder brother brought you today..."

As he spoke, he quickly broke a steamed bun into a bowl of broken pieces, then opened the earthen pot containing the mutton soup, took out a large spoonful of thick soup with mutton pieces, and poured it on top.

The rich aroma spreads everywhere along with the steaming heat.

Zhao Qi's eyes couldn't help but light up, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and instantly put the little resentment of his elder brother for leaving homework behind.

With the base of mutton stewed with radish and beef noodles, Zhao Qi now has almost no resistance to the delicacies brought by his elder brother.

"Thank you bro..."

Zhao Qi smiled brightly and was about to step forward to pick it up. Who knew that Zhao Ying turned his hand and placed a large bowl of steaming mutton steamed buns in front of the little girl who had already started sucking his fingers.

Zhao Qi: ...

"Come on, eat slowly, don't get burned..."

As he spoke, he motioned to the maid next to him to come over and watch.

The Qin Dynasty had a meal-sharing system, but because of her younger age, the younger sister usually ate with Mi Ji. However, this little girl didn't choose anyone, and just stayed with her elder brother.

Zhao Ying felt that there was a high probability that this guy thought he would have something to eat by following him.