I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Two days before Qingming.

After receiving the group of guests at noon, Yin Xuan lay on the table, watching the two little girls blushing and arguing about what materials to use for the experiment.

Yin Xuan was about to tease them.

Suddenly, a system notification sounded next to my ears.

"Ding, the system prompts that tomorrow is the Cold Food Festival, please prepare the host. The system will also prepare a surprise gift package for the host tomorrow."

Yin Xuan squinted his eyes, and there was a sharp look in his slightly leaking eyes.

Cold food festival surprise gift package?

Now Yin Xuan is a little sensitive to this kind of surprise gift package with the name of the festival, but does not specify what it is. Instead, it is like the Chinese New Year, directly explaining what to give.

Otherwise, like the Double Ninth Festival, when so much money is spent, the result in return is only a few pots of chrysanthemums.

Moreover, the dried chrysanthemum tea is not good at all, it is very bitter and has no aftertaste.

I asked a few words silently in my heart.

The system did not reply half a sentence.

Yin Xuan sighed, and thought about the Cold Food Festival again.

The Cold Food Festival is the day before Qingming Festival, and it seems to commemorate someone—just like Qu Yuan did on the Dragon Boat Festival, the custom on that day is to eat cold food without burning fire.

Does that mean we have to prepare some cold food today?

Braised pork, cold noodles, and some cold dishes.

Oh, by the way, there are also cold pot skewers.

These are all things that can be taken out, and it should be no problem to deal with them tomorrow. It's not that Yin Xuan has any discriminatory psychology, but these are just snacks after all.

It’s delicious, and it’s not a problem to support a popular snack shop, but Tongfu Restaurant is not a snack after all.
Thinking of this, Yin Xuan turned around and went back to the kitchen to get ready.

I don't know how many guests will come tomorrow.

Yin Xuan was a little more conservative, and only made food for about 100 people. Anyway, tomorrow is the Cold Food Festival, so they won't blame themselves.

After thinking about it, I took out all the bamboo sticks at home, and put on some more skewers.Skewers are like melon seeds, you won't be full if you eat them.

Wait until evening.

The two little girls went back worriedly.

At the beginning of Huo Huo Garden, the fireworks exploded, setting off a piece of scorched earth. Li Shimin came over with a smile and asked, "How is the research on fireworks going?"

Li Shimin is not aimless.

Inspired by Li Lizhi and Li Shu, Jiang Zuojian also began to study other uses of gunpowder, but they also encountered the same difficulties as Li Lizhi.

lead.

Even though they got the research notes of Li Lizhi and Li Shu, and the manpower was ten times that of the two little girls, they still couldn't find a suitable material.

This made Li Shimin a little unable to restrain himself, wondering if the two of them had any new ideas.

Li Shu had no expression on her face, and curled her lips: "The lead wire has come out."

Got it out?

Isn't this good news?Why are my two daughters looking so ugly?

"But it's different from what we thought." Li Lizhi hugged her head like a little hamster washing her face, "We twisted gunpowder and red phosphorus together to make a fuse."

"There will be no more burning problems."

"But it burns too fast."

Speaking of this, Li Lizhi twisted a little bit, let go of her head, waved her arms, opened her teeth and claws: "It just whizzed, and before it could fly, it exploded in the bamboo tube."

They don't want a fuse that ignites so quickly.

At least it takes nearly one second to burn, giving the fireworks projectile a chance to lift into the air.

Hearing what his two daughters said, Li Shimin glanced at the scorched ground nearby, as well as the maids and eunuchs cleaning up the mess, and immediately understood what happened here just now.

"Can you show me how to make the wire?" Li Shimin asked.

Li Shu handed over the papers that had been strung together to form a notebook.

Li Shimin waved his hand.

The person in charge of the prison stepped forward and quickly recorded Li Lizhi and Li Shu's method of making lead wires in the book he carried with him.

This kind of lead is of no use to the two little girls, but it is different to the general supervisor. They are developing weapons, not fireworks.

This kind of fast-burning fuse might be developed into some useful weapon.

Li Lizhi and Li Shu were discussing.

Li Shimin listened to it for a while, and in the end, every word he knew was connected together to form a sentence that he couldn't understand.

Let the prisoner stay here and listen to the discussion of the two princesses, while I go back to handle official duties.

One night passed.

The two of them stayed up until the middle of the month, but they couldn't discuss a result. They also tried to extend the lead, but it didn't work.

The primer will not properly ignite the head of the lead.

Thickening the outer shell of the projectile is also a way they thought of, but it is still useless. If it is too thin, it will still explode in the bamboo tube. If it is too thick, the gunpowder inside will not be able to explode the shell.

the next day.

It wasn't until noon that the two of them got up late and arrived at Tongfu restaurant.

Seeing the two of them, Yin Xuan was a little surprised: "I thought you wouldn't be here today."

"Tomorrow will be Qingming!" Li Lizhi snorted, feeling that Yin Xuan was implying something to them, raised her hand, and said something indignantly.

"I know." Yin Xuan nodded with a smile, "But today is the Cold Food Festival, I thought you would spend it at home."

Cold Food Festival!
The two little girls stared round, yes, they forgot such a thing!

"Brother Zhengyang, aren't you going to fire?" Li Lizhi looked at Yin Xuan pitifully, and they planned to eat some delicious food to comfort their wounded hearts.

Yin Xuan responded: "Well, no fire."

"However, I prepared some cold food yesterday, do you plan to try it?"

The two little girls nodded heavily, and Li Shu asked, "Brother Zhengyang, what is delicious and what is the price?"

Yin Xuan waved his hand: "It's called Chuan Chuan Xiang."

"The price of this thing is based on bamboo sticks. A bamboo stick costs a penny. In the end, it depends on how many bamboo sticks you eat, and how much you will be charged."

For vegetarian dishes, for example, two slices of potatoes are skewered with a bamboo stick.

For meat dishes, such as hairy tripe, they are skewered by two bamboo sticks, and small skewers of lamb are made of three bamboo sticks.

The maids breathed a sigh of relief.

There was some satisfaction in Yin Xuan's eyes.

It's not expensive for a penny, and with the appetite of my own princess, I don't think I can eat much.

It's like the kind of deep-fried skewers.

A maximum of one hundred coins together?

Until Yin Xuan came out of the kitchen with a huge basin, and there was red chili oil dangling in the basin, so red that it could reflect people's faces.