Da Qin: At the age of six, I beat Qin Shihuang at the beginning

Chapter 133 The Birth of Sour Bamboo Shoots
After a while, Qin Mu finally finished touching the snails.

Asking Ah Da to carry the bamboo basket on his back, Qin Mu and Zu Long walked to the prison garden.

"Father, I'm getting more and more curious about your identity now..."

Zulong's face changed: "Why?"

Qin Mu smiled and said: "Although I said a lot that day, I also know the importance of the position of superintendent of the country. I was just trying it casually, but I didn't expect that you would ask me for the position of superintendent of the country in one day. How much does the First Emperor trust you..."

Zu Long's face froze and he slapped a haha.

Is it because the emperor trusts me more?
I guess it's like trusting yourself...

It's a pity that the Dragon Guardian's investigation has not given any news for so long.

If the news is confirmed, yes or no, he can inform Qin Mu of his identity.

However, the current state is really inconvenient.

If he confessed his identity, how should Qin Mu be settled?

Let him recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, and bestow him with the status of prince?
But what if he wasn't in the end?
But if he is not allowed to be the prince, will Qin Mu have a lump in his heart?

Will there be a rift in the relationship between the two in the future?

These are all questions that Zulong has to consider.

After all, the emperor of a country has many issues that he has to consider.

"So far, Mu'er has always called me 'Daddy', but I have never called his son... I don't know if he has noticed this. Sigh, I hope he doesn't care too much..."

Thoughts kept flashing in Zulong's mind.

Actually, with Qin Mu's intelligence, how could he not notice his abnormality?

Of course, Qin Mu wouldn't say anything either.

After all, he relied on the system to determine his relationship with his father.

Dad doesn't have a system, of course it needs to be verified.

After knowing his royal status, it is normal for the verification cycle to be longer.

Besides, the naturalization of the royal family is definitely not that simple. Even if one's identity is finally confirmed, whether one can be admitted is another matter.

Even if Dad wants to, will Emperor Shi Huang agree?

I have been a good member of the Daqin royal family, and suddenly there is another person added?

You must know that the status of the royal family is not just the monthly salary, but more importantly, the right to inherit the throne and a series of benefits it brings.

not that simple!
Besides, even if the father didn't recognize his relatives directly, he still regarded himself as his son in his heart.

Qin Mu could feel that the sense of guilt in his father's heart was the reason why he could fulfill whatever request he made.

Moreover, the father's dependence on him now far exceeds the general father-son relationship.

For a person of such a high status, he has endless things to do every day.

Just run over every now and then to see myself.

When I was living in Xianyang, I basically saw him every day.

That's not enough?

Qin Mu felt that even if he said now that he had admitted to the wrong person and that he was not his son, nothing would happen to him.

I'm afraid he will rush to recognize his godson!

The two talked and laughed all the way, and returned to the prison garden.

Qin Mu used a basin of mountain spring water, threw the newly touched snails into the water and washed them several times.

Finally, it was replaced with clean water, and it was thrown aside.

Then, he took out several pottery jars from the corner of the kitchen, and slapped the seals off the jars.

Zu Long only felt an indescribable smell coming over.

It was as if I had walked to a corner of the palace where no one had passed by for 300 years.

There are countless litter piled up there, and then decayed and fermented for a long time.

Finally one day, there was a flood of water here, and then the smell was completely spread out.

This taste, sour, is indeed a bit sour.

But more of a stink.

Zu Long involuntarily covered his nose: "Mu'er, what is this?"

Qin Mu looked at him, not surprised at all: "This is called sour bamboo shoots."

"Sour bamboo shoots?"

Zu Long frowned: "What is this made of?"

"It's called sour bamboo shoots, it must be bamboo shoots!"

Zulong was taken aback.

I have eaten bamboo shoots myself. Although the output is not small, it is barely considered a mountain delicacy.

The taste of bamboo shoots is obviously a light bamboo fragrance and sweet.

How could it be such a sour and smelly smell?
Seeing his appearance, Qin Mu couldn't help laughing.

"Father, yours is the common way to eat bamboo shoots. Mine is a secret recipe that is hard to find!"

Zu Long kept flapping his right hand in front of his nose: "Your secret recipe is too stinky, I'd rather not eat it..."

"Then you are wrong!"

While taking out the sour bamboo shoots and washing them, Qin Mu joked, "My sour bamboo shoots, as long as you eat them once, you will never forget the taste of them..."

"That is, such a stinky smell is indeed unforgettable..."

After washing the sour bamboo shoots, the choking smell disappeared for a while.

Taking advantage of the time, Qin Mu quickly started preparing other accessories.

Pork bones, yuba, peanuts, vegetables, fungus and many spices.

Some of them were purchased from Fangshi, some were rewarded by system missions, and some were made by Qin Mu himself.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that only Jianyuan can eat this bowl of snail noodles.

Even Qin Mu himself couldn't eat it many times.

The spices rewarded by the system are running out.

He was wondering where to find the spices!
He first lit a fire and threw pig bones into it to make soup.

The soup base is the key to a good bowl of snail noodles.

The first step is to select the best pork spine and boil it into a pot of fresh soup.

Pork bone soup takes a long time to cook, so Qin Mu just took this opportunity to prepare other ingredients.

Peanuts should be deep-fried until crispy.

The yuba is also deep-fried to become crispy and delicious yuba slices.

Finally, heat the oil in a pan, add the spices and sauté until fragrant.

The fragrance is diffused, and the chopped pork and snails are added.

The snails are thoroughly fried, and the aroma is diffused.

At this time, Zulong never said anything about the snails coming out of the soil, but just looked into the pot eagerly.

That kind of fresh fragrance is the delicacy that Zu Long can't even eat in the imperial dining room.

In particular, he himself is an old gourmet who has tasted all the delicacies of Daqin, and he can understand the true taste of them.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Mu smiled slightly.

No matter how the old man slandered the snails before, isn't it still really delicious now?
This hasn't made you really eat it in your mouth, it's so greedy!
If you really eat it, is it worth it?
Of course, if you want to eat snail noodles, the real test has not yet come!

Just a sour bamboo shoot, Zulong couldn't stand it.

When the snail noodles continue to be made, what kind of expression should Dad have with that unique taste?
You know, where was that place in the previous life?
That was the era when stinky tofu ruled the whole of China!
Who hasn't eaten stinky tofu?
That taste is simply not too sour!

However, even so, there are still a few who can accept the taste of snail noodles.

Not to mention Daqin who has nothing.

Zulong, can you really accept this snail powder?

(End of this chapter)