[Quick Transmigration] Heard I'm a bad woman!

"Do you know what Handan is most famous for?"

"What is it?"

“Great wine and beautiful people!”

"Just bragging, how can there be any good wine in Handan, and how can there be any beauties?"

"When it comes to fine wine, the golden branch and jade leaf wine made by Mrs. Liu Ji in Dangliuxiang is the most famous; and the beauty, hehe, naturally refers to Mrs. Liu Ji who sells wine. Good wine paired with a beauty is the most ecstasy."

When Ying Yiren first came to Handan, the capital of the state of Zhao, as a proton, it was March, the warm spring had passed, and green grass was everywhere.

At that time, Ying Yiren's heart was like the snow in July, which was extremely uncomfortable. As a result, after so many years, he never felt the heat in summer. He only felt that the wind and frost cut his balls like a knife!

Ying Yiren had a weird expression, as if being stolen by a monkey.

In fact, he almost cracked his egg.

The rough workmanship of the slingshot, which is said to hit sparrows every time, fired stones only a tenth of a centimeter away from his testicles, rubbing against the inner thighs, which didn't hurt but made him sweat coldly.

"Zhao Zheng, you bastard, murdered your own father!"

The ragged Ying Yiren couldn't hold back his aristocratic style anymore, so he just rolled up his sleeves and scolded his mother.It's a pity that the surrounding area is empty, except for the echo, only the croaking of frogs is left.

"Zhao Zheng is not here."

Yan Ying was leaning against the wall, her limp hair was grabbed, divided into two sides and tied into a bun.

There is a little red between the eyebrows, but it is not cinnabar, but a mole.

"Uncle Zhao, are you tired of yelling in Willow Lane tomorrow?" Yan Ying asked curiously.

Ying Yiren: "Tired? Then is your mother tired from selling wine day and night?"

Yan Ying pretended to think seriously for a while, and then answered slowly: "Uncle Zhao doesn't have to do childbirth, and it's not tiring to rely on Mrs. Zhao Ji's work to support the family, so my mother must not be tired!"

Ying Yiren: "..."

"Do you know who I am?" Ying Yi jumped in anger. "I'm...but."

After all, he didn't dare to say his name, otherwise, he might not even have the leisure time now.

The king of Zhao State is not a human being, even the officials of Zhao State who are waiting for him are not fucking human. He is a prince who generously came to Zhao State as a hostage for the sake of the country's righteousness and maintains the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

If it weren't for Lu Buwei's talent to come up with Li Daitao's stiff strategy, it would be impossible to say that the "Prince Yiren" who lived in Zhao Wang's palace and pulled out to "walk" whenever Zhao Wang was in a bad mood would be himself.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt, Ying Yiren wiped away tears that didn't exist at all.

"Why do children climb so high, not afraid of falling?"

Yan Ying: "When did Uncle Zhao switch to fortune-telling?"

Yan Ying squinted her fox eyes, and added with a very malicious intention: "Could it be that you learned it from my dead ghost father who died a long time ago and had no place to cry?"

"Go, go, go. My lord doesn't remember the faults of villains, and I don't care too much about you, a child!"

Ying Yiren waved his hand impatiently, turned around and walked across the courtyard where the grass grew wildly, and returned to the room.

Yan Ying shrugged her shoulders, jumped off the wall very neatly, jumped into her courtyard, and went to the front yard to help her mother in this life, Liu Ji, known as the lady of the restaurant, sell wine.

It can't be said that luck is bad or bad, the family of three living next door happens to be Ying Yiren, Zhao Ji and Zulong Yingzheng in history.

Yan Ying was undoubtedly shocked when she first learned that the neighbors next door were them.In particular, she was one year older than Ying Zheng, relying on her neighbor's relationship, she often chased Ying Zheng and asked him to call her sister, which shocked Yan Ying even more.

So much so that 438 told him that the world of this dimension is not based on history, but a parallel plane based on the theme of historical overhead travel, Yan Ying was no longer surprised.

The only thing that is interesting is that she and Ying Zheng are not pig feet in the story, but a princess of Chu State and Ying Fusu.

The whole article has a total of 150 million words, of which 100 million praises the princess of Chu’s various unavoidable circumstances and her great sentiment of sacrifice for love. Fusu made a political rebellion.

The last remaining [-] characters are about the time when the armies of the two countries confronted each other. The princess of Chu State was dressed in white, and she looked sad and prepared to beg Qin State to retreat...

Yan Ying read the whole book over and over three times, wanting to find out whether Princess Chu committed suicide or did she succeed in suicide?

However, the goose was not found, and Yan Ying had to suspect that the book was a fucking mess.

The most important thing is, what about her ending? Where did she go when she forced the overlord Yingzheng to give birth to two hundred and five Ying Fusu?

"438, I must give her a bad review when I look for a chance, and it's unfinished." Yan Ying complained to 438 in the ocean of consciousness indignantly: "I admit that Yingzheng overlord insists on bowing, and I admit that giving birth to two hundred and five wins Fusu , anyway, Ying Zhengming is beautiful and beautiful. I have been calling me sister for so long, and I can do it even better. But the author would rather be a eunuch than a human being. Why is it so unfinished? I want to take a closer look at the princess of Chu, and she can be so stupid and beautiful Is it a little more refined?"

"Actually, the host..." 438 hesitantly said: "The whole book has 300 million words in total. Recently, the river crab (harmony) has been in charge, so the 150 million XXOO plots have all been harmonized."

Yan Ying: "..."

After a long silence, Yan Ying couldn't resist raising her orchid finger, and then stretched out her middle finger, saying hello to God kindly.

——Ma Ma Pi, it's just too stupid.

Jinzhiyuye wine has been secretly improved by Yan Ying, and it is no longer the original yellowish yellow rice wine, but it has an astringent taste.It is a fine wine with light yellow color but translucent, sweet and endless aftertaste.

It can be said that just by selling wine every day, their family can make a lot of money every day, and the life of Zhao Ji, Yingzheng, mother and son who help out in the wine shop is much better than in history.We must know that in history, after Ying Yiren was smuggled out of Zhao State and returned to Qin State by Lu Buwei disguised as a woman, Zhao Ji secretly started a flesh and blood business in order to support her and Ying Zheng.

Those days were difficult and depressing, but it was the beginning of shaping Ying Zheng's resolute and ruthless character.However, Yan Ying felt that even without this experience, Ying Zheng would still not be crooked, and would still be the emperor who would end all the heroes and unify the six kingdoms.

As for the two hundred and five win Fusu, fuck, it must be when he was born, he raised the placenta as a child, so that he was targeted by the time-traveling woman, and there was a love that lowered the lower limit and danced in troubled times.

"With a princess like her, it is simply unscientific that Chu State will be the last one to destroy the country."

438 praised the stinky feet: "Yes, yes, it is simply unscientific. With the host, Qin Shihuang Yingzheng will definitely destroy Chu first."

Yan Ying: "...Oh, actually, I don't intend to overthrow Qin Shihuang by force. I intend to be Ying Yiren's adopted daughter, Princess Qin."

438Σ(⊙▽⊙a: "...the host is not joking?"

"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm joking?" Yan Ying rolled her eyes in her heart, and then closed the call with 438, concentrating on helping sell wine.

Zhao Ji, who came back from shopping for vegetables, also came to help, and by the way, let Yan Ying's children play with Ying Zheng.

Yan Ying tilted her head to look at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng pursed his thin lips and looked very serious without saying a word.

"Sister, didn't you practice calligraphy today?"

"Practice, practice." Yan Ying waved her little hand, and dragged Ying Zheng into the backyard by the way. "It's just that I don't use bamboo to practice calligraphy, but use branches to write and draw on the ground."

"I wanted to buy blank bamboo slips, but I was a step too late. The bamboo slips were all bought by Juluhou."

"Ah, I bought it." Yan Ying was very surprised, but smiled and said: "It's okay, I have a knife at home. In the evening, Ah Zheng and Ah Jie sneaked to the bamboo forest, came back after chopping bamboo, and made blank bamboo slips by myself." Just for writing."

In fact, the writing utensils of scholars in Handan, Zhao State, are generally white silk, while nobles use silk silk.

Bamboo slips are heavy, and an article often weighs tens of catties, and it is impossible to lift bamboo slips without a certain amount of arm strength.Therefore, scholars at this time are basically not frail scholars, but strong bodies, who can go to the battlefield with a sword at the top, and be a knight-errant at the bottom.

"Sister, don't worry." Ying Zheng pursed his thin lips and forced a smile. "There's no need to do that dangerous thing, Zheng just writes and draws on the ground with a branch like my elder sister."

"Oh, then follow Ah Zheng's wishes." Yan Ying grinned brightly, and then asked Ying Zheng: "What does Ah Zheng want to eat tonight, I will make it myself."

Even though he was infected by Yan Ying's smile, Ying Zheng still didn't smile, and his voice was much more relaxed. "Sister, everything is delicious."

This is not a flattery, but a fact.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, rice was not popularized.The staple foods in various countries are generally millet, millet, wheat (including barley and wheat), hemp, bean, kale, red bean, coix, etc. Vegetables are sunflower, husk, scallion, green onion, kidney, melon, gourd, fennel, Ginger, bamboo shoots, cattail, celery, lotus, lotus root, wild rice stem, water chestnut, gorgon, phenanthrene, taro, etc.The variety can’t be said to be rich, but it’s a reasonable combination. Even if you eat vegetables for 30 days in a month, you don’t feel consumptive if you don’t have meat to eat.

Like Yan Ying’s family, the main food is chestnut rice, wheat, barley, and soybeans, and the vegetables are green onions, sunflower leaves, calamus, and celery grown in the garden. Occasionally, Yan Ying will carefully grow soybeans into bean sprouts to improve food. Ying Zheng, who has always been practicing martial arts, reading and literacy, would sneak away to hunt in the mountains and forests outside Handan City. The two families helped each other, and their lives were quite enjoyable.

Except for Ying Yiren, who sighed a lot when life was bad, and even had three meals a day when life was good, with words of sigh.In Yan Ying's words, Ying Yiren is purely idle, if he is asked to do things, he will have to sigh so much.

But, probably, Zhao Ji was thinking of Ying Yiren, who was the son of Prince Ying Zhu of Qin State anyway, so she would rather work hard by herself than serve him well.

Just like her biological mother Liu Ji in this life, she was reluctant to let her biological father do things, and as a result, she was so tired that she became a widow and lived a difficult life with her daughter.