my grandfather was qin shi huang

"welcome--"

Although I feel a little unhappy with this eldest nephew, how can I not give him the honor of visiting him in person?

In order to show his respect and affection for his eldest nephew, he even greeted him at the door in person.

"Greetings to Uncle Eighteen——"

Zhao Ying, who was dressed in a black cloak, had an upright posture and a heroic appearance. When he saw Hu Hai coming out in person, he quickly took two steps forward and bowed to salute.

He had just bent down halfway when he was supported by Hu Hai.

"We are all family members, no need to be polite - please come in quickly..."

Hu Hai had a friendly smile all over his face.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed several familiar servants behind Zhao Ying, especially Mo Shi, who was standing there with a crock pot and trying his best to put on a simple and honest smile. The smile on his face froze for a moment.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

You thief, come back!

He was secretly on guard.

This time, no matter how much this bitch talks, he can't even hope to get any benefit from himself!

Zhao Ying seemed unaware of this.

Holding Hu Hai's big hand with his backhand, the expression on his face became more and more eager.

"My nephew should have come to pay his respects to his uncle a long time ago. I have been delayed by some secular affairs these days. No, I came here as soon as I got some free time..."

Hu Hai couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes and laughed twice.

"You and I are a family, so we should move around more..."

Zhao Ying nodded heavily in agreement.

"What Uncle Eighteen said is that my nephew made a mistake. He will come to visit often in the future. I hope Uncle Eighteen won't dislike it..."

Hu Hai: ...

I'm so mean-mouthed!

"No, no..."

He nodded with a dry smile, and twitched his hand that was held by Zhao Ying. He didn't twitch at all, but the dog didn't seem to notice, and still pulled him eagerly, refusing to let go.

Hu Hai: ...

I was already beginning to regret grabbing his hand.

It's okay. Why should I mess with him?

"Uncle Eighteen, the furnishings in your house are really luxurious and noble. You can see that the owner has good taste. He is much more elegant than our family. Look at this, look at this, they are all treasures, treasures... …”

While talking, I didn't forget to stop and touch it. This is such an antique, priceless.

Zhao Ying's ignorant appearance made Hu Hai feel contemptuous. After all, we are also descendants of the Great Qin royal family and are now His Majesty’s eldest grandson. Can you please stop acting like an ignorant country bumpkin?

The more contempt and contempt in his heart, the more affectionate and casual the look on his face.

Even the resentment felt by Zhao Ying these past few days has completely dissipated.

What a simple child!

Hu Hai, who was free-spirited, once again had the upper hand with his smart brain. Every move he made was graceful, showing the extraordinary demeanor of a royal prince, which was completely different from Zhao Ying's ignorant and vulgar appearance.

Zhao Ying was secretly happy to see this.

The little mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and it became sweeter and sweeter. Following Hu Hai, all kinds of praises and envy made Hu Hai feel more and more elated, even his bones became three points lighter.

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, they are just small gadgets given by your eldest father to decorate the appearance..."

Ah--

Just go ahead and envy me, I won’t send it to you!

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the look of envy on Zhao Ying's face almost leaked out.

"Uncle Eighteen is indeed my father's favorite son. This favor is really enviable -"

It really scratched the itch all of a sudden.

Although he didn't look back specifically, Hu Hai could already feel the guests in his living room looking at him with more respect and eagerness. He felt as proud as if he were drinking mellow wine.

But he waved his hand lightly.

"That's all the favor from the emperor—"

While they were talking, the two of them had reached the end of the living room, stood still in front of their desks, turned around, took Zhao Ying's hand, and nodded to all the guests with smiles on their faces.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my eldest brother Fusu's eldest son Ying...",

"I've met Mr. Ying..."

Everyone stood up to salute.

Zhao Ying held his hands up repeatedly with a silly smile on his face, then turned around and apologized to Hu Hai in a low voice.

"Uncle Eighteen, look, I didn't know you were entertaining guests, so I came here rashly. It's really rude. Well, there's nothing wrong with me coming. The main thing is to make a delicious dish. My nephew thought that this exquisite delicacy should not be enjoyed by one person, so I hurriedly brought it to you while it was still hot——"

Having said this, Zhao Ying waved his hand.

Mo and several followers presented the earthen jars and baskets in their hands.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on it. Zhao Ying lifted the earthen pot, coughed slightly, and opened his posture, with a proud look on his face.

"The name of this delicacy is mutton steamed buns - what I am holding in my hand now is mutton soup -"

Everyone: ...

Sorry, we have never had mutton soup!

Zhao Ying seemed unaware of the strange looks in others' eyes, and the proud look on his face became more and more obvious.

"Although this mutton soup is inconspicuous, there is a lot of knowledge in it. Did you notice that I added 18 precious spices to the soup, and after 36 steps, it was brewed for 49-[-]--ahem, in short, it is The monarch and his ministers work together, and the yin and yang are harmonious and integrated into one body. It has the ability to nourish yin and nourish the kidneys, warm the spleen and stomach, strengthen the body, and prolong life. It is quite difficult to obtain - come on, if you don’t believe it, let’s hear it..."

As he spoke, he suddenly opened the lid, carried the earthen jar, and showed it to the left and right.

Suddenly, the strange and mellow aroma of mutton spread everywhere along with the white steam.

How could these people of the Qin Dynasty, who had not been bombarded with spices, experience this?

There is almost no immunity to the smell of this kind of mutton. Even the older men who had always been very reserved couldn't help but secretly twitch their Adam's apple and turned their heads to look over.

Fragrant!

Really fragrant!

It is indeed a rare thing in the world!

One whiff makes you feel appetizing.

Hu Hai couldn't help but glance at him suspiciously, but Zhao Ying said it seriously. The smell of the mutton soup was real. For a moment, he was a little unsure whether this piece of shit was just talking nonsense.

Others dare not question it.

Because in this era, the science of sorcerers was prevalent. Even the First Emperor believed that this family had ghosts and gods and the art of immortality, and would practice "elixirs" from time to time. Therefore, Zhao Yinggui, the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Dynasty, practiced a pot of mutton soup with strange effects. Already?

Totally logical!

Especially the fragrance, smell it, smell it carefully, can normal mutton soup have such a strange fragrance?

No!

He said and opened the fine silk cloth covering the bamboo basket.

"The name of this thing is pancake. It contains the cold fresh air of early autumn when wheat is harvested, the condensed essence of late winter, the vitality of spring in March, and the fire energy of the five elements of midsummer. These four kinds of energy come together to absorb the essence and temper it with the mid-autumn moon of Nanshan Mountain. The spring water at the time of Yuanzi is warmed and nourished by the latent energy. After the four qi are unified, it is then burned with the fire of dead wood and yin. This is achieved by repeating this process..."

Everyone suddenly became confused.