[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

When Hu Hai's cute love dinner was delivered to Xianyang Palace, it was already around Hai hour (9:11 to [-]:[-]), and Ying Zheng, who had already fed, was discussing with Li Si and other ministers about attacking Yan.When he heard the news that his son had sent a love dinner, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he glanced at the other ministers sitting in the hall, "It's getting late, you might as well have a meal first before discussing."

"Here." Everyone responded in unison, not paying too much attention to such a scene.

Since the start of the crusade against the six eastern countries, the entire Great Qin court has been operating at super high speed from top to bottom.

Overtime, I'm sorry Daqin doesn't have a "Labor Law"; working overtime every day, I tell you that there is no "Labor Law";Didn't you see that the king is working overtime?Your Majesty doesn't leave work, do you dare to leave work?

Not only do you have to work overtime, but you also have various meetings here and there every day, such as... In addition to the big court meeting that requires the participation of all members, there is also the current small court meeting with individual important ministers.Although Ying Zheng was young and strong, most of the important ministers were old, so Ying Zheng did not forget to invite everyone to have a supper every day after working overtime - only when they are full can they work hard.

With Ying Zheng's order, the servants and maids in the hall immediately served the supper that had been prepared.The supper in the palace, of course, cannot be flatbread with pickles like ordinary people, but delicious steamed okra pancakes, garlic egg and vegetables, and...it seems to be essentially flatbread with pickles.

All the ministers, including Ying Zheng, didn't have much hope for the "food" in the palace, but tonight seemed a little different.

As the footsteps of the maids serving dishes sounded, Ying Zheng suddenly smelled a strange fragrance that he had never smelled before. It was like the fragrance of milk and the fragrance of wheat. It was very tempting. He swallowed involuntarily.

What bad thing did the bear kid do again?What is this scent that is so alluring?Oops, my stomach is about to growl, obviously I wasn't very hungry just now.

Thinking of the tea eggs that Xiongzi made a while ago, Yingzheng was even more curious about Hu Haijin's dinner. At the same time, he felt a little regretful. He heard that Hu Hai didn't bring in many things. , It is estimated that it will be solved.

Sure enough, as Yingzheng expected, only four of the three catties of steamed buns were brought to his case in the end. The steamed buns, the size of a child's fist, exude heat, white, bright, and round. They look very attractive and make people laugh. Very tempting to eat it right away.

"What is this? It looks very fresh?" Ying Zheng glanced left and right, and found that compared with other people, he had a few more fragrant dishes on his table.

Green, yellow, and white, because of the quality of childhood, Ying Zheng is not a king who does not distinguish between five grains, but these few dishes, he obviously knows the raw materials of each dish, but after combining them, Ying Zheng found himself It turned out to be ignorant again.

The waiter who was arranged by Zhao Gao picked up one of the dishes carefully with his chopsticks, put it in the bowl in front of Yingzheng, and said, "My lord, this thing is called steamed buns. These dishes are scrambled eggs with shallots. , fried pork with winter bamboo shoots, fried pork with mushrooms.”

"Stir-fried? It's really interesting." The brat really came up with a new way of eating?But he is not fat, why is he so greedy?

Thinking about it, Ying Zheng picked up the steamed bun and took a bite.As soon as the steamed buns were in the mouth, Ying Zheng was stunned, his eyes started to straighten, and the hand holding the chopsticks was frozen in the air, and half of the steamed buns were still hanging on the chopsticks.

If this is a fan of "The Little Master of China", there should be a red sun shining with thousands of rays of light hanging high behind Ying Zheng!Dazzling rays of light radiated away, like a torrential river flowing endlessly!Another example is that the flood of the Yellow River is out of control!Light up the day!Light up the world!Light up the whole universe!

Fortunately, this is not a fan of "The Little Master of China", so Ying Zheng just silently swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, wiped it with a smile and said, "It's really interesting."

Yingzheng didn't wait for the servant to hold him back, so he ate three steamed buns in one sitting. When he was about to reach for the last steamed bun, the servant persuaded him, "Your Majesty, before you came, the young master said that the steamed bun contains vegetables. It will be more delicious to eat."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng glanced at the servant.

The waiter immediately skillfully split the steamed bun from the middle, stuffed some scrambled eggs into it, and then brought it to Ying Zheng and said, "Please taste it, Your Majesty."

After living for more than 30 years, eating noodle cakes and steamed egg custard for more than 30 years, and the first time I ate soft, soft and fragrant steamed buns, as well as delicious scrambled eggs, Ying Zheng felt that his life was suddenly taken by a bear. A new world opened up.

Looking around, Ying Zheng found that the ministers' reactions were not much better than his own. They were all overwhelmed by the soft and delicious smell of steamed buns. If he didn't remember that this was in the main hall, they would probably have to sit and discuss The recipe is up.

"Is this steamed bun really made by Hu Hai? Use two catties of grain to make three catties of steamed buns?" Ying Zheng looked at the servant and said in a low voice.

"It is indeed made by the son himself." After making the noodles, kneading the shape of the steamed buns, adding enough water to the cauldron, and putting the raw steamed buns into the cauldron by yourself, it should be considered as making by yourself, right? "The weight of the steamed buns was also weighed by Mr. Zhao Gao himself. It is definitely two catties of grain to make three catties of steamed buns."

Mentioning the extra catty of weight out of thin air, there was a trace of panic and reverence on the servant's face. This kind of plot that only appeared in mythology and scriptures actually appeared in front of his eyes, and the person who created this myth, It was still a three-year-old child.

If such a child is placed in the mortal world, he must either be the reincarnation of a monster or a fairy descended from the world, and he will definitely not be an ordinary person anyway.

My son of Daqin, of course, cannot be the reincarnation of an evildoer.The servant secretly made up his mind, determined to hold Hu Hai's golden thigh well.

"Is that so?" Ying Zheng didn't have so many thoughts as his servant. Anyway, no matter whether it's a monster or a fairy, he is his son. He just counted the steamed buns on each table carefully in his heart, and then estimated the weight of each steamed bun. , looking a little unhappy, said: "Why do you think you don't have three catties? At most two catties of steamed buns! Say, where did the one catty of steamed buns go? Could it be you who ate it secretly?"

"If you go back to the king, how dare you steal it? There is still a catty of steamed buns, Mr. Hu Hai ordered someone to send it to Mr. Fusu." The servant knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

What?Send it to Mr. Fusu?One catty as soon as you give it away?His own father gave me only four steamed buns, at most four taels of steamed buns, so Fusu gave one catty?Bear boy, you are not filial at all!

I forgot that my son actually gave me two catties, but Ying Zheng, who eats too many people here, scolded the brat for being unfilial in his heart. Teammate Pig, "Not only did I send a catty of steamed buns, Mr. Huhai also ordered someone to send a few side dishes."

Sure enough, he is a brat, he must not be filial to his father!The widow said that the portions of these dishes are so exquisite, it does not conform to my old Qin people's style of eating and talking, and after a long time, it is the brat who took his father's food to please my brother!Not filial piety!If you want to send it, it should be sent by the widow!When will you talk about the cuteness of the bear boy!

Although he knew that this meant that the brothers Fusu and Huhai had a good relationship, but Yingzheng felt uncomfortable in all kinds of ways. Both of them were unfilial children who only cared about eating, drinking and having fun, completely forgetting the existence of his father.

The widow is the king, if the widow is jealous, you can't control it.

Fortunately, the above are only Ying Zheng's inner thoughts. Hu Hai, who is far away in Ganquan Palace, doesn't know the slightest bit.