Qin Hu

Chapter 153 The First Emperor Came to Eat
After the atmosphere of the scene was silent for about ten breaths, Ying Zhengcai slowly moved his eyes away from the cowardly baby and winked at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao knew it already, and immediately smiled and said, "My lord! You don't need to be so troublesome about the competition. What your majesty means is that you can stir-fry as many dishes as you like now, and let everyone have a taste..."

"Oh? If that's the case, I don't need to do it myself. Wait a minute! Someone will replace me soon." Zhao Zihu expressed his joy.

When Zhao Zihu said that he would replace him, he naturally meant the thirty imperial chefs. He found that some of them had already grasped the essentials and would soon be able to become masters.

He didn't care about Zhao Gao's doubts, turned around and walked back.

In the queue of learning how to cook pots, Zhao Zihu walked back and forth twice, and suddenly he stood beside the imperial cook named Dr. Chao, and said softly, "It's done! Old Chao."

"Ah?" Just as he quickly turned the pot five or six times without even spilling any sand, Dr. Chao stopped his movements and blinked embarrassingly.

"Wash the pot, and I'll give you some tips, Your Majesty and the others want to eat..."

Seeing that the old man still didn't know why, Zhao Zihu affirmed: "I mean, you have learned very quickly and well, there is no need to practice now. Do me a favor first!"

"Hey! Hey! It's all up to Young Master to arrange." Dr. Chao was very happy.

As the number one figure in the royal chef, he is a doctor, but he actually wants to learn a new way of cooking from a prodigal son?He was very unconvinced before.

But now, after a lot of fighting, summarizing and practicing, he has initially mastered this new skill and understood the mystery of it. He feels lucky. He has become a witness of a culinary innovation and is also the first batch of inheritance By.

Zhao Zihu nodded: "Then go and wash the pot, I'll ask the Zhao Mansion to order people to catch more shrimps, and I'll teach you how to fry prawns in oil!"

He called the names of three more people before walking to the emperor's side again. The imperial chef who was named did what he said.

Back to Zhao Gao, Zhao Zihu briefly explained.

Zhao Gao can understand all kinds of onion, ginger, garlic, and refined salt: "But... so many people, just one prawn, isn't it a bit monotonous?"

"Don't worry! This is all you need, you guys will still want to eat after eating." Zhao Zihu said confidently as he patted the old man's chest.

Zhao Gao rolled his eyes and coughed a few times.He thought to himself, anyway, he has already reminded him, if His Majesty is dissatisfied when the time comes, it will still be you, the stubborn tiger of the clan, who will be scolded.

However, he never dreamed that he would be slapped in the face afterwards, and when eating the prawns with his hands, he wanted to bite off his fingers too.

Fried prawns in oil don’t really have much technical content. What’s important is a burnt aroma and quick cooking. Zhao Zihu made some adjustments according to the taste of the pre-Qin period, and put as little oil and salt as possible.

"Stop! Each serving should be shaken no more than five times before it's out of the pot. You have to learn to judge for yourself how burnt the cooking is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dr. Chao and the royal cooks quickly set up pots and pans.

The scorched aroma overflowed, and the slightly browned shrimp roe followed the movements of the four of them, like ripe red fruits, popping one by one into the clay pot.

Those clay pots were as big as an adult's belly, more than enough to hold three catties of shrimps, and waited for the attendant at the side to catch up with them, picked them up and left.

The emperor's imperial case was presented in a pot, and the ministers and the cold-blooded thirteen eagles were also placed in front of them one by one...

Except for the emperor's one, the other cases were all brought by Zhao Gao when he ordered his men to go fishing.

And under Zhao Zihu's special instructions, it was a situation where seven or eight people gathered together at a desk.

So, following Ying Zheng's greeting, "Your Excellencies, please move, you don't have to be polite", a crazy situation took place.

The emperor had just picked up a big prawn and took a bite, when he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a large swarm of locusts crossing the border, and there was a "swish" in his ear. The deep-fried prawns have bottomed out.

Zhang Liang, who reacted much slower, was still reaching into the clay basin, and realized that the emperor was looking at him. He raised his head and smiled awkwardly, and raised two greasy fingers to compare, as if to express [Is this the minister? I want to eat the second one】.

What made Ying Zheng even more outrageous was that just as he and Zhang Liang were looking at each other, that Zhou Qingchen caught the prawns on the bottom of the basin with lightning speed, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed until it was called a crunch. Boom crisp.

He forgot to taste the taste in his mouth for a while, so he couldn't help but wonder, isn't it because the baby made the food, so there is such a big temptation?Could it be that you really mastered the skills.

At the same time, he heard the sound of swallowing saliva from both sides, no need to ask, it was naturally Zhao Gao and Meng Yi.

Ying Zheng smiled, and was about to reprimand, "Look at your talents", but he knew that talking with something in his mouth was really indecent.

Just about to swallow the prawns in his mouth, but after chewing, he couldn't stop, his eyes lit up, and he could only say: "Eat, eat, eat! Zhao Gao, Meng Yi, let's go together..."

Zhao Zihu saw his father's posture of trying to catch him because of his status as the emperor, and he thought it was extremely funny.

After Zhao Gao and Meng Yi looked at each other for a while, they also picked up their chopsticks, but their movements were somewhat reserved.

On the other hand, Zou Yao and Wu Zhu seemed even more embarrassed. They didn't belong to the circle of Jue Chen and Thirteen Eagles, and the emperor didn't care about them for a while.

Therefore, they didn't stand or sit, they could only stare at a distance not far away, making their eyes growl with greed.

Zhao Zihu will not forget the two of them, besides, a pot of fried prawns in three catties of oil is not enough for a table of seven or eight people.

He didn't let Dr. Chao stop, and urged everyone to beat the prawns spoon by spoon from the bamboo basket at their feet without even washing the pot, and continue to fry them in the pot.

Then, pots of shrimps were brought out one after another, not only to the two Baiyue leaders, but also to the soldiers in the camp.

With the help of fruit wine, nearly [-] catties of prawns were wiped out in less than half an hour. Except for the heads and threads of the prawns, which were disposed of in advance, there was almost not even a prawn shell left.

Such a scene really made Zhao Zihu suddenly feel like he saw the war with crayfish in his previous life and wiped out the night market army of [-] tons a day.

Zhao Zihu stood in front of Yingzheng, and then he raised his arms and asked, "Father, are you all satisfied?" But he was stunned, Wuzhu suddenly got up and asked for instructions.

"Your Majesty! Regarding the matter of learning how to cook. The two foreign ministers have made a plan, and they want to send some young people over to learn and communicate with each other on the condition of a thousand catties of jade raw materials per month!"

"Good~"

This condition is simply to take advantage of Daqin, and Ying Zheng agrees without thinking too much.After a little deliberation, he said again: "Then I will give this kind of iron pot to each of the two families. If there is a greater demand, you can exchange it for half the price."

"Only~"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zou Yao and Wu Zhu raised their hands and praised loudly, but they didn't intend to sit down. Instead, they glanced at Zhao Zihu with a sincere expression, and hesitated to speak.

Zhao Zihu was surprised. Aren't the two of them negotiating with the emperor these days?Is there anything we can't agree on, and I need to come forward.

Seeing this, Yingzheng reacted with a smile and said, "That's right! My son, you are just right here. Yesterday, I had another talk with the two leaders, and what they meant was..."

"The weather in Baiyue is hot and humid, and there is a great demand for soap! They hope to get the recipe for this thing and produce it there. What do you think?"

That's it!

Zhao Zihu rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and smiled: "Father, the two leaders. I wonder if you have talked about how to invite the leaders of Nanyue and other tribes into the urn?"

"This." Zou Yao and Wu Zhu were stunned by the question, and they looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

"We have talked about it! But they are not very optimistic about the policy of government and business." Ying Zhenglue replied after pondering.

There was a trace of disappointment in the emperor's tone, obviously worried that his confidence would be hit.

Zhao Zihu had expected this to happen a long time ago, with a calm expression on his face: "Those two leaders, do they imply that..."

"It is feasible to implement the official business method for South Vietnam. But in the face of Xiou, Luoyue's Yi Song and Bi's brothers, this official business is just meat sent to the tiger's mouth?"

Zou Yao was a little surprised. On the boat and in Dongou before, this young master had never discussed this issue with them: "Young master's words are so true! The other generation translated Song..."

"Except for people you can trust, you will not casually talk about feelings or deals with people. Just like the Huns, that generation believes that what you rob is the best!"

Zhao Zihu raised his eyebrows, "I don't think it's a problem! If you take out our Daqin's soap, they might have to obediently come and make a deal for us."

Wu Zhu, like everyone else present, still didn't quite understand: "My lord, what you mean is that Daqin's soap is not only used for cleansing the body, but also keeping you refreshed?"

"Of course!"

Zhao Zihu responded in this way, and saw the two leaders, the nobles, even Zhao Gao and his own emperor Lao Tzu all pricked up their ears to listen.

He didn't hold back, and continued: "If Dongou and Minyue really want the formula of this ordinary soap, I'll just give it to you..."

"However, I turned around and made milk soap that can whiten skin, and herbal soap that can prevent plague and detoxify miasma. What do you do?"

"This? How is it possible? Does this soap really have miraculous effects in curing diseases and detoxifying..."

The surprised voices of the people present one after another, they immediately thought of it.

What is the biggest reliance of Baiyue Land?
Why did Daqin have to make strict arrangements before he dared to conquer Baiyue?
After all, it is not because of the miasma, which is easy to cause disease and poisoning!
If Daqin can really resolve it with soap...

The Baiyue natives lost their advantage.

Those powerful leaders in Song Dynasty have also become poor wretches who can be manipulated by others!

After seeing everyone's reaction including his own, Zhao Zihu nodded in satisfaction.

He said that he could make medicinal soap and get rid of diseases. He did not mean to be dangerous, but he had scientific evidence in his previous life.

The most famous one is the brand that advertises all over the place - Safeguard!

Not to mention the effect of soap and masks in other extraordinary times.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zihu stepped forward and patted Zou Yao on the shoulder: "So, you should reconsider the demand for soap..."

"However, I hope you can help me pass this medicated soap to Yiyusong and the others as a gift or commodity!"

Zou Yao and Wu Zhuxiang glanced at each other, and they all understood that this young master of Qin might start to attack his heart.

They said in unison: "Don't think about it. It's all up to you to arrange, but it's best to give us medicinal soap!"

Ying Zheng heard this, but the corners of his mouth twitched: "My son! As I remember, we only made about ten pieces of this soap. Could it be this medicated soap..."

"This thing is simple! Use the face cream made from the fat of the head of the big fish, add some herbs to blend it, put it in the sun, and it will come out tomorrow."

Zhao Zihu waved his hands indifferently.

"Bosses, when are you going to return to Baiyue?" Ying Zheng turned to Zou Yao and Wu Zhu.

The two hurriedly said in unison, "Just tomorrow."

Ying Zheng immediately blew with a big beard: "Then why don't you go and reconcile the coward?"

Zhao Zihu was quite proud at first, but when he heard this, he gave Lao Tzu a displeased look on the spot, 【Father!That’s how you kill donkeys, right].

【Are you a donkey?Where did you grind? ], Ying Zheng reported with a provocative look.

Zhao Zihu could only sigh helplessly, blaming himself for talking too much, and bringing up something about medicinal soap to smash his own foot.

He didn't bow at the moment, he turned his head and left.

I didn't think about it, and after walking a few steps, the emperor hummed and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Wake up too early, go back and catch up on sleep!"

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his hand falsely, signaling to Zhao Gao for a horsewhip.

Counselor is too lazy, he doesn't care about the presence of foreign ministers, to save this kid some face, he feels that he must give a good whip today.

Sensing the murderous intent coming, Zhao Zihu gritted his teeth, and immediately changed his words: "I'll go to Zhifu Island Workshop to have a look."

"So kind!" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes triumphantly, picked up the wine and drank it.

On the second day.

Zhao Zihu has already made a few pieces of gray-brown medicinal soap, wrapped them in brocade handkerchiefs, and went to the dock to see Zou away without a trace.

When he got here, he found out that the emperor Lao Tzu had reached an agreement with the two chiefs, requiring a thousand soldiers to accompany them into Dongou and Minyue in the name of escorting refined salt, candles, iron pots and other supplies.

On the other side, Ying Zheng has summoned Xianyang to call Tu Sui and Ren Xiao to mobilize an army of [-] to Dongou and Minyue day and night to protect Zou Yao and Wu Zhu. In fact, this also has the intention of monitoring them.

But Shi Lu stayed in Yantai, exchanged ideas with the Mohists and some master craftsmen, and under Zhao Zihu's suggestion, he began to design the prototype of Lingqu for the waterways of Xiou and Luoyue.

They are here to prevent Yixu Song and other tribal leaders from being frightened by the son Zihu's offensive strategy of medicinal soap, so they keep their backs.

No one thought that after the excavation of the Lingqu, the commercial activities in the Central Plains and Baiyue would become more convenient.

(End of this chapter)