I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 165
"Of course!"

Ying Changsheng said without thinking.

Immediately, he presented the hand-collared cotton coat to Ying Zheng.

"Father, this is a set of padded clothes that my son sent someone to try out. If you don't believe me, try it, you will know if you try it on?"

"it is good!"

Ying Zheng nodded.

Immediately, he turned his eyes to the padded coat that Ying Changsheng presented in front of him.

Cotton coat made by Ying Changsheng.

The style is a bunt cross-neck dress.

The tight kind.

It looks a little thick.

It is still densely packed, with stitches criss-crossing every two fingers.

And the function of this thing is also very clear.

It is to prevent the cotton inside the cotton-padded clothes from swimming around.

As a result, the cotton coat is not warm.

At the moment, all I see is Ying Zheng wearing this cotton coat.

Suddenly, Yingzheng felt a burst of heat.

After a while, Brother Zheng felt that sweat was covering his body, and he couldn't help but nodded.

"The warmth-keeping effect of this item is indeed good. It seems that you are right. This item is indeed worth promoting throughout my country!"

talking.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but said with emotion.

"My Da Qin now eats sweet potatoes and potatoes, and now wears cotton to keep warm. It can be said that the people of my Da Qin now have enough food and clothing!"

"Yes, Father!"

Ying Changsheng nodded.

There are sweet potatoes, there are potatoes.

Plus cotton is here.

Today, Daqin has only a population of more than 2000 million.

Absolutely sparsely populated.

In this situation.

In Da Qin, of course, the problem of food and clothing for the people is no longer a problem!
At this moment, looking at Ying Zheng, he had a smile on his face.

Ying Changsheng suddenly thought of something, he said to Ying Zheng with a smile.

"Father is in a good mood today, why don't you and I play a game?"

"game?"

When Ying Zheng heard this, he immediately became interested.

I want to hear what Ying Changsheng will say.

"You kid, what game do you want to play with me?"

"There are so many state affairs of my Great Qin, how can I have so much free time, what kind of games are I playing with you kid!"

"Father, the game my son wants to play with Father is called mahjong!"

"Mahjong?"

Ying Zheng muttered the name.

Then, asked.

"What kind of mahjong is it? Which general in the army?"

"No, Royal Father..."

Ying Changsheng shook his head again and again.

He explained.

"This mahjong is nothing more than a game tool. It's very fun. Father, can you think about it? Try it?"

heard.

It's true that Yingzheng has a little interest.

Ok.

Brother Zheng, I've been really bored recently.

the reason is simple.

The current Daqin.

There is too much food.

Too much to eat.

For the common people in the world who couldn't even eat enough.

Suddenly, there is more food than can be eaten.

For a while, the social atmosphere suddenly improved.

This is also normal, the warehouse is full and knows the etiquette.

Today's common people have food, and even the people who originally harbored bad intentions towards the Great Qin Empire are less.

Under such circumstances.

The number of government affairs handled by Yingzheng every day has also decreased a lot.

In this situation.

Winning the government when there is nothing to do, after suddenly getting a lot of free time.

It's very free.

I heard Ying Zheng ask curiously.

"Then how do you play with this thing?"

"Father, this thing is quite simple to play with. My son will tell you later, and you will understand!"

As he spoke, Ying Changsheng looked around again, then frowned.

"It's just that there are fewer people nowadays. The son and father are unable to play this mahjong..."

"How many people are there to play?"

Winning asked.

"Four people!"

Ying Changsheng said.

To play mahjong, of course four people have to play together.

heard.

Ying Zheng nodded.

said immediately.

"Okay, I'll call Fusu over, and I'll call this old guy Wang Jian over. How about we play mahjong together?"

"it is good!"

Ying Changsheng nodded.

Immediately, not long after, he ordered someone to bring a set of mahjong.

Mahjong was made by Ying Changsheng, who had previously ordered people to make it.

It's made of ivory.

The current Daqin.

There are quite a lot of elephants.

At this time, there are still a large number of people in the Kanto and Henan areas.

It is still very easy to get some ivory.

Moreover, in the current era, ivory is more suitable for making mahjong.

At this moment, a set of mahjong is spread out on a table.

The eldest son, Fusu, looked at the thing in front of him in surprise. He listened to Ying Changsheng explaining the rules. He frowned slightly. Then, he carefully looked at his father and murmured.

"Royal father, I'm afraid this thing is a little bit, it's a waste of time to play with things..."

"You boy, I'm in a hurry to play before I come, so you're going to teach father a lesson!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng sneered abruptly, and looked at Fusu. Fusu suddenly didn't dare to utter a word, shut up, and stopped talking.

At this time, Ying Zheng looked at Ying Changsheng who was standing aside, and asked.

"I probably already know how to play mahjong, let's get started?"

"Father, can you play mahjong for nothing!"

Ying Changsheng chuckled and looked at Ying Zheng.

Well, let's play mahjong.

gotta.

Only with some luck.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned slightly.

"Tell me, kid, what's going on?"

"Well, how about we gamble?"

"How about setting the lottery as five copper coins?"

Ying Changsheng suggested.

Five copper coins.

Almost, it's just a lottery.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng didn't bother with it, so he nodded.

Immediately, he ordered the eunuch on the side to go and get the money from everyone.

then.

It started, playing mahjong in it.

at the very beginning.

Yingzheng, for mahjong.

Not much interest yet.

In his opinion.

This thing is just a kind of gadget to pass the time when you are free.

But, hit and hit.

Ying Zheng's interest was lifted by this mahjong.

It's like becoming a mahjong fan.

Indulging in the mahjong table, you can't dial it yourself.

However, due to the limited level of Brother Zheng - he just started playing, and he is not very proficient in controlling the rules.

In this situation.

It is really difficult to win mahjong.

this is not.

If you win politics, you often lose chess.

But fortunately, there is another person who is less lucky than him.

That is the luck of the eldest son Fusu, and the luck of the eldest son Fusu is worse than winning the government.

After playing mahjong for nearly an afternoon, I was surprised that I didn't win a single game. Moreover, not only that, Fusu also fired shots at Ying Changsheng many times.

This luck is no one else.

"Touch yourself!"

"Bullshit!"

With a slap, Ying Changsheng slapped a mahjong on the table, and then pushed down all his eleven cards on the table, and said to Ying Zheng and others with a smile.

All I saw was that Ying Zheng had a gloomy face, and when he looked at Ying Changsheng's hand, he realized it wasn't Zhahu.

(End of this chapter)