Quick Travel: Start by pretending to be an envoy to help the First Emperor’s infrastructure

Chapter 10: Gods who were “distorted and smeared”
Before Youan had time to give instructions on how to make tofu, someone had already called Ying Zheng and others in an exaggerated manner. Looking at the bosses who were crowded around a plate of tofu, Youan fell silent.

This scene is really overkill. It would be more reasonable if the one being watched was her running and jumping sunflower.

After asking the chef who handled the pickled shu yesterday, he got the answer that one pound of shu can indeed make two or three jins of tofu. Ying Zheng's tense face could be seen to be soothed and relaxed to the naked eye.

"Wang Li told me about the generosity of the divine envoy, and temporarily thanked the divine envoy for the head of the Qin Dynasty in Guizhou. When he arrives in Xianyang, he will formally announce to all officials and the world as the divine envoy."

You'an would not refuse, this was just to increase his emotional value.

"It's just a small thing, and it benefits me." You'an didn't care, "Your Majesty, can I still ask the Mo family to make things for me in the future?"

Only then did Ying Zheng cast his eyes on the Mohist disciple next to him. He had a good memory and recognized Mr. Shi. He thought he would fall silent, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to catch the eye of the divine envoy.

If the things he makes in the future are like stone mills, he will naturally use them, "Of course, the gods can bring people to Xianyang."

Mr. Shi and Mrs. Shi concealed their excitement. If there was a progress bar on their favorability towards Youan, it would have exploded at this moment.

They may not care about fame and fortune, but they are concerned about whether the Mohist family can be used by the emperor.

Learn literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family.

No one is exempt from vulgarity.

Various schools of thought have their own pride, but they are not detached saints. Even if they are, what about their disciples?
You'an did what he had to do, turned around and squeezed out of the encirclement without any effort, and began to discuss with the chef how to prepare evening food.

The chef nodded after hearing this, but his eyes were very troubled. You'an was considerate and confident that no one dared to stop her. She quickly picked up a copper knife and scratched the slightly yellow tofu, which made many people's pupils dilate.

After the first cut, everything went smoother. Faced with a piece of food that was like a work of art, anyone would have been blamed for it being so rudely destroyed. However, seeing that it was actually an angel who made the move, a group of people swallowed their words silently. go back.

I can't afford it, but my heart hurts.

You'an doesn't have so many inner dramas, he's just a piece of crude old tofu, and he won't talk about it until he eats it.

Without hesitation at all, he arranged the destination of each piece of tofu. The chef looked at him with admiration and silently followed the envoy, but he was thinking in his heart whether he could follow the envoy.

"Your Majesty, we are going to make tofu." You'an greeted casually, leaving behind a pitted tofu residue and a group of big bosses whom she ignored.

Wang Jian suddenly laughed out loud, "The character of the God Envoy... is really bold and interesting."

It is indeed rare to be able to turn a blind eye to so many of them and not be affected.

Ying Zheng will not be angry because of this. As long as he has the ability, he will provide it, not to mention it is just casual.

There was no pot, but with strange kitchen utensils and a stone slab so thick that my patience was exhausted, I finally managed to make a tofu feast.

Eat separately, fried tofu, tofu soup, tofu meatballs, fried tofu... They are obviously the simplest condiments, but they still taste strange in your mouth, but youan's eyes are filled with tears after eating them.

I finally had a decent meal, but I still haven’t eaten the rice. The yeast can’t come out until tomorrow, and the pasta can only start tomorrow.

Old Qin people just want to eat noodles!
Although Ying Zheng was amazed by the food in his mouth, he was still paying attention to the divine messenger, so he did not miss the rich expressions on her face, the inexplicable tears, and the inexplicable anger.I don't know what's going on in her head, but the tofu in her mouth is really good, it tastes good and it's not a waste of time.

Mr. Shi didn't have time to talk to You'an before he left, but he had already planned to come back tomorrow. He could harvest the treadmills and stone mills in one day, and he also got the approval of You'an to teach him freely. The little old man couldn't wait any longer and went back. Contact his disciples who are scattered all over the Qin Dynasty: The Mo family is about to get better, come and join the big family.

Mainly the three or two disciples he has on hand. If the divine envoy needs to take action in the future, these few people alone will not be enough.

You'an was surprised that Ying Zheng didn't deal with his affairs after eating.

From yesterday to today, even though she, the divine envoy, was here, Ying Zheng did not reduce his workload. The workaholic was talking about him.

Ying Zheng found a way to talk to You'an, "What the God's Envoy has been doing these past two days is to satisfy his appetite. Could it be that the gods who taught the God's Envoy are also well versed in this?"

You'an almost laughed out loud, forgiving her for thinking of the Kitchen God.

Sorry, sorry, no taboos, no taboos.

"No." You'an still had to maintain the mystery of this god. If she made up too many things, she would be afraid that she would be confused in the future, and she would not be able to notice when this group of people used clichés. "The gods don't have many desires, they prefer to practice. "

I originally wanted to say monk, but it hasn't been introduced yet.

You'an decided to frighten this group of people who pricked up their ears when they heard her talking about gods. Except for the very sincere His Majesty the First Emperor, the Wang Jian family next to them also stared at her with burning eyes. Meng Tian was more serious and stared intently. With…the meal in front of me.

A familiar evil smile appeared, and the divine messenger's watery eyes moved even more. It looked like he was causing trouble.

Just as everyone had an ominous premonition, they heard words that burst their ears.

"Gods, you must abandon the seven emotions and six desires, be ruthless, and have great love." You'an deceived in a mysterious tone, "There are thousands of ways to become a god, and some gods go to extremes. In order to isolate themselves from worldly desires, they also I will give you permanent treatment for the sake of cultivation progress."

Cut what?
Wang Li had the biggest reaction, because he was young after all, but the expressions of the others were not much better, and even Meng Tian looked at her in disbelief.

No man can be indifferent to this topic, and only a man can think of the correct answer immediately. He can understand it on his own without the need for Yau An to speak more explicitly.

Ying Zheng finally had a dull expression, and You An quickly asked Liuhe to take a photo. He couldn't shout out the classic line "The king bears the sword", and it was not a worthwhile trip to leave some emoticons of the First Emperor.

"Does Your Majesty also like to practice Taoism?" You'an asked deliberately, as if he could help immediately as long as he answered the reason.

"Of course not." Ying Zheng completely forgot about the alchemists in Xianyang City at this moment, and refused with great righteousness, "I still can't let go of Da Qin, I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve the level of immortality."

You'an laughed in his heart, but there was still a look of pity on his face, "Then come to me when your Majesty reaches such an otherworldly state. Although the palace is only a means to assist cultivation, there is no guarantee that he will become an immortal. But there is a way.”

Meng Tian and others were speechless. This was still a completely unguaranteed choice. Wasn't the Divine Envoy really deceiving people?
In the future, I will no longer be able to look directly at the gods, but it would be nice to be able to warn His Majesty who is already addicted to elixirs.

There are only gods who have been distorted and smeared: no one will clear our name?We really don’t cut.

(End of this chapter)