my grandfather was qin shi huang

It was a different stove than ordinary stoves.

The stove is divided into two levels, and there is no blower. But the strange thing is that all the fireworks are drawn in, and there is no sign of jumping out.

What was burning was not ordinary firewood, but pieces of black pancake-like things. These things burned red in the stove, emitting red and bluish flames.

"What is this-"

The First Emperor couldn't help but leaned forward, squatted in front of the stove, took the tongs on the side, and pulled it.

Teng——

Due to his actions, sparks flew in the stove, and the flames suddenly increased by three points due to the sudden influx of air. The sudden rise of the fire startled the First Emperor, and he subconsciously tilted his head back.

This made Zhao Ying laugh out loud.

"Father, you are too close, I might hurt your eyebrows..."

The First Emperor ignored his teasing, his eyes narrowed, and he turned to look at Zhao Ying next to him.

"What exactly is burning inside..."

The blazing fire made the First Emperor's face turn red, and the beating firelight reflected in his pupils.

"Coal cakes - those made of pebbles mixed with some soil. Although they burn vigorously, they actually don't cost a lot of money. If you burn them like this, it won't cost you a cent for a whole day. Of course, you can't burn them like this. , it’s too hot, it will burn all my dishes to death..."

Zhao Ying introduced happily.

Without realizing it, the First Emperor, who was squatting in front of the stove, his face flushed by the charcoal fire, had already clenched his fists in excitement.

This brat can actually use pebbles!

That kind of charcoal that is so full of smoke and poison that even ordinary people are too lazy to use it can actually burn so well!

And according to what this brat said, if you save money, wouldn't it cost you two or even three days to save money?

Do not!

If ordinary people use a smaller stove and save money, maybe one dollar can burn it for three or even five days? Thinking of this, even the First Emperor couldn't help but take a deep breath, suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Ying who didn't take it seriously.

"If an ordinary family uses a smaller stove, how much does it cost per month..."

"Two dollars at most, two at most - the stove is small, so there is no need to burn this kind of charcoal cake - I mainly do it for convenience and save trouble. Ordinary people who don't have a lot of money can burn that kind of briquettes, which is more economical and reduces the smoke. A little smaller…”

Before Zhao Ying could finish speaking, the First Emperor kicked him in the butt angrily.

"You brat, thank you for being able to write that there are poor people in Chang'an. It's not advisable to have too much money. Why didn't you take out this kind of good thing earlier? Do you know that with this kind of charcoal cake, I don't know how many people will be able to escape the severe cold." You can even save a lot of money on firewood..."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he raised his foot to give him another kick.

This stinky boy took the treasure and treated it as a treasure, and threw it in the back garden of his own house as a child's play!

What's the difference between the First Emperor's feet landing on Zhao Ying and scratching an itch? What's more, how could the First Emperor be willing to kick his precious grandson?

But Zhao Ying was very cooperative, grinning exaggeratedly and covering his buttocks to dodge, which made the First Emperor's deliberately stern face become a little unbearable.

"Tell me, what's going on..."

The First Emperor looked at this boy's playful face and his total disregard for his moral character, and now he realized that since this bitch dared to let himself see this, he must have made arrangements in advance.

"This - ahem... Dad, tell me, is there a possibility that the people outside have already received a batch of free trial briquettes..."

First Emperor:……

black:……

The two people couldn't help but look at each other and laughed.

"You brat, I didn't expect you to do such a big thing behind my father's back..."

Heiye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Speaking of which, it was my negligence. There was such a big movement from the young master's side, but I didn't even hear the slightest movement..."

Ouch, old man, you are a spy chief, can you say this directly in front of me?

He looked at Hei, who was pretending to be regretful, with a joking look on his face.

"Hei Lao, tell me, is there a possibility that I didn't do this..."

The First Emperor and Hei:...

"No, I said, eldest father, what is that look in your eyes? I really didn't do this - I am a little grandson of the emperor with a clean slate, and I have to study and practice martial arts and learn the art of war every day. How can I do it? How much manpower, material resources and energy are needed to do this..."

Zhao Ying spread his hands with a smile.

"There is no need to doubt that all this was done by my Uncle Eighteen, and it is all due to Uncle Eighteen..."

The First Emperor and Hei looked at him with suspicion, and Zhao Ying didn't care about them. Anyway, I said it. As for whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

"Do you know how great this contribution is..."

The First Emperor glanced at Zhao Ying meaningfully.

Zhao Ying waved his hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter how big or small the credit is. It belongs to Uncle Eighteen anyway. As long as it can make money - ahem, as long as it can solve the problem of people burning firewood for heating, right, uncle -"

The First Emperor smiled and said nothing, nor did he get to the bottom of it.

It's obvious that this brat has some kind of agreement with his younger son. For him, no matter who gets the credit, it's a good thing.

Even if this matter was Ying'er's idea, his youngest son must have contributed a lot to this matter.

Finally something promising!

The First Emperor felt very relieved, especially when he saw that Zhao Ying was not greedy for credit and put all the credit on Hu Hai.

This is the kind of mind that the successor of Great Qin should have!

good!

The First Emperor looked at the sky and then at the greenhouse in front of him.

"I will have dinner here today. You go and prepare some side dishes for me..."

Zhao Ying naturally accepted the Emperor's request to stay for a meal.

"Father, this is easy to say. You and Mr. Hei can wander around here as you like. If it gets cold, you can rest by the stove for a while, or go to my study to read..."

Zhao Ying said, opened a few straw thatches and jumped in.

He picked up the sickle lying next to him, cut a handful of green and tender leeks, and pulled out two fresh onions.

When he looked up, he found that the First Emperor and Hei were watching him cut leeks with great interest, so they simply pushed open the corner door next to the greenhouse.

"Father, since you two haven't left yet, come in and help me cut some wheatgrass, and remember not to pull out the roots of the wheatgrass - we'll steam some wild vegetables to eat later..."

After Zhao Ying finished speaking, he walked out of the corner door with the leeks and green onions in his hand.

Seeing that the First Emperor and Hei were still in a daze, they couldn't help but urge them.

"Why are you still standing there - do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, uncle, you don't understand, it is more delicious to make things by yourself..."

"living comfortably without anybody's help?"

Shi Huang nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I guess what you said makes some sense..."

With that said, the First Emperor entered through the corner door and took the sickle hanging on the wall inside. Heiye walked in with a smile, imitated the First Emperor, and picked up a sickle.

"Just send it to the kitchen for me later..."

Zhao Ying greeted with a smile and walked quickly to the kitchen carrying leeks and green onions.

Seeing this boy's unceremonious behavior, the First Emperor and Hei subconsciously looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

In this world, probably this eldest grandson who is not stingy does not think of himself as an emperor at all, but instead treats himself as an ordinary elder.

"This brat really dares to manipulate anyone -"

The First Emperor rolled up his sleeves, cursed with a smile, squatted in the shed with Hei, and cut the yellow wheat grass with great interest.

Don’t tell me, this thing is quite new——

Stir-fried meat with fungus, stewed chicken with mushrooms, stir-fried foie gras, stir-fried mutton with green onions.

Then, make yourself a big pot of venison stewed with radish. You are growing, so you need to take more nourishment. Of course, the radish is a white radish. Although the stewed carrot may taste better, the Western Region has not yet been opened up, so you can't eat it even if you want to.

He had just stewed chicken stewed with mushrooms and venison stewed with radish. Over there, the First Emperor and Hei rolled up their sleeves, holding a handful of wheatgrass each, chatting and laughing, and strolled in from outside.

Not only were the shoes covered with mud, but Emperor Shihuang also had a streak of mud on his face from nowhere, just like an old farmer who had just returned from the fields.

The steamer was far away, so I couldn't clearly see the materials and workmanship on the two people. In fact, they were quite different from what ordinary people wore. I thought they were the two new servants in the house.

Seeing two people walking, chatting, laughing and dawdling, I couldn't help but frown.

"Hey, what are you two talking about? What are you doing? Don't be lazy just because the young master is kind. I'm warning you, our eldest son doesn't have idle people in his house. What I said..."

The young master came to the kitchen in person, full of energy, and was busy outside directing a group of kitchen servants. When he looked back, hehe——

These two old guys were messing around, sneaking around without even looking at each other.

Isn’t this not giving me face, Brother Zeng?

Suddenly I got a little angry——

Just when I was thinking about teaching these two blind old guys a lesson, I saw the young master who was cooking by himself, sticking his head out of the kitchen.

"Uncle, Mr. Hei, come here..."

Big, big father?

Is there anyone in the house who calls you eldest father?

Zeng didn't react for a while. When he did, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a pop, kowtowing to the First Emperor and Hei.

The First Emperor couldn't help but frown slightly and waved his hand casually.

"Okay, okay, you unsightly thing, get out of here first..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel amused, he stuck his head out and cursed with a smile.

Seeing that the First Emperor had no objection, Zeng immediately felt as if he had been granted amnesty and ran away. His heart was still pounding until he had run far away.

It was His Majesty whom I scolded just now, and I managed to survive...

When he thought of this, he felt like he had no roots under his feet, and he felt unsteady when he walked.

……

in the kitchen.

Zhao Ying freed up his hands, poured a basin of hot water for the First Emperor and Hei, mixed it with cold water, and asked them to wash their hands briefly.

This is what he said cheerfully.

"You will never get the real taste of the food if you only eat the food cooked by others. Cooking occasionally and making some side dishes is also a rare pleasure. Come to Hei Lao, please help cut these leeks, uncle - forget it. Just sit there and watch the cooking stove. Whenever you run out of firewood, just add some..."

They come, the security.

The First Emperor simply squatted in front of the stove and watched Zhao Ying and Hei working there. From time to time, he took the time to stuff a piece of firewood under the stove. Only then did he realize that the kitchen in Zhao Ying's house seemed to be similar to what he had seen before. The kitchen is different.

There was no blower, but the fire burned extremely vigorously.

When I was outside just now, I was busy asking about coal cakes and didn't pay attention to this. Now that I was free, I immediately noticed something fishy.

"What's the matter with this stove? It doesn't have a blower, but it cooks better than one with a blower..."

"Oh, I had someone change it a few days ago. How is it? Is it particularly easy to burn..."

Zhao Ying said while adjusting the leek and egg filling. In this season, eating dumplings and drinking some wine is also one of the great pleasures in life, and the First Emperor seemed to particularly like this taste.

"How much does this cost?"

The First Emperor asked subconsciously, and Heiye looked at this rare stove with interest. It was taller than ordinary stoves, and the structure was somewhat similar to the stove outside. The stove door is divided into upper and lower layers. The upper part burns fire and the lower part collects ashes?

But he couldn't figure out why it looked no different from ordinary people's stoves, but the effect was so much worse. It could cook so well without a blower...

Zhao Ying was delighted when he heard this.

"What's the cost of this? It just costs a little labor, dismantle the original stove, and re-pave it, and that's it..."

The First Emperor and Hei:...

"Where are the craftsmen who built the stoves in your house? Let them clean up and go to the Shaofu Supervisor immediately to find Shi Lu to report!"

The First Emperor glared at him angrily.

This kid doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are when he's not a family. This stove burns so well. How much firewood can it save for the people?

"Father, do you want to promote it? That's okay. It just so happens that they can also build the kind of stove that burns briquettes or charcoal cakes outside. Let them teach you together later..."

Although he cooperated with Hu Hai and introduced briquettes and briquettes, he also knew the horror of coal poisoning. In this era, there were no extra resources to build briquette stoves, and it was impossible to spend a lot of money to build a special chimney for briquette stoves.

Even if it could be built, the price would be impossible for ordinary people to afford. The only feasible way is to build a stove similar to a Western fireplace and build a special chimney.

In this era, ordinary people's houses have almost no airtightness to speak of. As long as most of the poisonous smoke is extracted by the chimney, the possibility of problems will be greatly reduced.

In fact, the safest way is to put the stove outside and lay an earthen kang inside, just like growing your own greenhouse. However, the disadvantage is also obvious, it will use a lot more charcoal.

Originally, he had already drawn the drawings and trained the craftsmen in his house by building a greenhouse and remodeling the kitchen, and was preparing to send them to Hu Hai in the next few days.

I just didn't expect the temperature to drop so quickly.

For two days in a row, the north wind swept across, and it snowed heavily so quickly.

Then, before they had time to communicate with Hu Hai, Shi Huangdi and Hei discovered something was fishy.

Zhao Ying mourned for Hu Hai for three minutes in his heart, "Uncle Eighteen, it's not that I deliberately tricked you, it's that you don't have the destiny to do meritorious service. I was just about to send it to you when my eldest father came in person."

He really didn't want to take the credit. Da Qin's future was still uncertain. Being able to secretly accumulate some strength was, in his opinion, much more important than these credits.

And if you really want to achieve this kind of credit, how can you be short of this one?

It really doesn't matter!

I don't know if it was because of his personal participation, but the First Emperor felt that this meal was particularly delicious. For the first time, he ate a few more dumplings and half a bowl of wheatgrass.

After dinner, accompanied by Zhao Ying, we strolled in the back garden for a while before leaving the eldest son's residence leisurely with Hei Youzai.

Suddenly, I felt that the pressure on my shoulders was no longer so great, and even my breathing felt much easier.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Hei felt that his Majesty was walking much more energetically than before.

……

Early this morning, Hu Hai had a hasty breakfast, put on his recently donated fox fur cloak, sat in a carriage, and went out happily.

Go straight to Xianyang Palace.

It's not easy. After preparing so hard for so long, I finally got the chance to show off my talents in front of Aweng.

We won’t let those eldest brother and Zhao Ying be more beautiful than before.

But when I arrived at Xianyang Palace, I inquired and found out that the First Emperor had gone out early in the morning!

Hu Hai: ...

It doesn't matter, I can wait!

Aweng rarely goes out. I think he will be back soon, right?

So, he waited and waited, waiting and waiting. From morning to noon, his stomach was growling with hunger, but he did not see the figure of his own First Emperor.

Several times he wanted to go back first, thinking that it was already noon, and when Aweng came back, wouldn't it be a good time to have lunch together. Eating is the best time for father and son to communicate their feelings. Hu Hai knows this very well.

So, he suppressed his hunger and waited for another hour.

He had not eaten well in the morning, there was not much food in his stomach, and the fur on his body was not warm anymore. He only felt hungry and cold. He was shivering with cold and almost cried.

I was extremely puzzled.

Aweng, where did you go today?

He waited and waited, and it seemed that he could hardly hold on any longer. When he was about to go back to eat something, he saw his own Emperor Shihuang and Hei walking slowly from outside.

Moreover, it seemed that his face was glowing and he was in a good mood, and he suddenly felt happy.

It seems that I have come to the right place!

"Aweng, Hei Lao——"

Hu Hai vigorously rubbed the muscles on his face that were almost frozen, tightened his belt that was about to fall off, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

It's just that he's been frozen for too long, so his smile looks a little unnatural.

Seeing Hu Hai waiting outside from a distance, the First Emperor suddenly felt something in his heart, but his face remained calm and he nodded with a smile.

"It's too cold outside, don't freeze your body, go inside -"

When Hu Hai heard this, he was moved to tears and quickly stepped forward to help the emperor's arm.

The First Emperor looked at his beloved youngest son, and a trace of imperceptible guilt flashed in his eyes, but this guilt was fleeting.

His eyes became calm and clear again.

The inheritance of Da Qin is more important than anything else.

Hu Hai was his shield, an explanation for all those who upheld Legalist ideals in Da Qin, and a whetstone he singled out for his eldest son, Fusu. Of course, it is an alternative plan.

It would be best if Fusu can repent. If Fusu does not repent in the end and still adheres to his Confucian ideas wholeheartedly, then he is Hu Hai.

Therefore, on the one hand, he strongly supported Hu Hai, and even recommended Li Si, the most powerful left prime minister in the court, and Zhao Gao, the minister around him, to be Hu Hai's teachers, teaching him the law, swordsmanship, and governing the country. On the other hand, he has been reluctant to establish the position of prince.

That's because I still miss Fusu a little bit, and I'm still a little bit dissatisfied with Hu Hai.

Therefore, even a man as talented and powerful as him can't help but look forward and backward on this key issue, worried about gains and losses, and unable to make a final decision.

Until, Zhao Ying suddenly broke into his sight, and his performance became more and more stunning and brilliant, gradually completely covering up the brilliance of Fusu and Hu Hai.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he seemed to have a new choice.

The hesitation in my heart gradually dissipated, and the haze that had been shrouding my heart all day seemed to shine through.

Hu Hai, who was supporting his grandson, did not notice the instant change in his grandson's emotions. He was still immersed in the feeling that his grandson cared about him.

"Aweng, during this period of time, I have found a way to use charcoal, and the price is extremely low. Now more than a dozen workshops have been built, and the briquettes and charcoal cakes produced are enough for the people in Xianyang City and surrounding areas. Use it. With this, we, the head of Qin and Guizhou, no longer have to suffer from wind and cold, and you no longer have to worry about the lack of firewood supply every winter..."

Hu Hai held the hot tea in his hand and secretly looked at the face of the First Emperor as he spoke. Seeing the First Emperor nodding with relief, he became more and more excited.

"It's just that during this period of time, I'm just busy with this and haven't been able to come to pay my respects to Aweng often, so I feel a little worried..."

Seeing his youngest son, he happily told himself how to use charcoal skillfully, and how he set up a workshop, arranged manpower, traveled around, stocked up in advance, and a series of other things during this period of time. However, Zhao Ying's role here is not mentioned at all.

The First Emperor couldn't help but secretly sigh.

There is no need to compare goods and throw them away. Compared with my grandson who is not stingy, this child is a bit less courageous and ambitious.

With this thought, it is inevitable that I will feel a little bored in my heart.

But after all, his son is the leader of this matter. He has been busy working on this matter all the time. After all, he has made much progress than before. As a father-in-law, I can't let my child's thoughts go cold.

"Well done, I will reward you heavily!"

The First Emperor waved his hand and received a lot of rewards.

The wealth accumulated by the royal families of the six countries over the years was all attributed to the Qin Dynasty. Although it was not as exaggerated as written in Afang Palace, there was really no shortage of treasures in the hands of the First Emperor.

When Hu Hai left, his face was full of spring breeze.

What is important is not the reward from the First Emperor, but what the First Emperor did to him. He was indeed very happy, and his strategy was correct. He ran to the palace every day to greet him, and ate and chatted with Aweng. Why not go out and do a good job and share Aweng's worries?

Hu Hai, who received encouragement from the First Emperor, didn't even feel so hungry anymore. He just felt that he had finally found the right way to please his own grandson, and he was full of energy.

Even because he had to give that piece of shit Zhao Ying a large sum of money, he didn't feel so depressed anymore.

Although that piece of shit is hateful, sometimes it is quite useful!

PS: Thank you to book friend Ibuki Chicken Legs for your support of 500 starting coins.