The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was born, and my immortal identity was exposed

Chapter 1 Bewildered by acting? (Newcomers ask for support!)

"Master Immortal, I am really the First Emperor Yingzheng!"

"Master Immortal, this old man is really Meng Yi!"

"Master Immortal, this old man is really Wang Ben!"

You're all dazed by acting, right...Jiang Sheng looked at the three men in strange costumes in front of him, and sighed helplessly: "It's okay, it's okay, if you say so, then go for it."

There is a film and television city not far from here. I'm afraid it's not the three drama lunatics?

It's too long to tell.

When Jiang Sheng had just traveled to this world, he had just graduated from university. According to the routine of time travel novels, he should use the memories of his previous life to reach the pinnacle of life.

It's a pity that this planet called Water Blue Planet has almost the same development path as the Earth in the previous life.

It can be said that this is a parallel world, and the knowledge he knows is not superior here.

Fortunately, in this life, he is actually a rich second generation, with hundreds of millions of assets in his family, so he doesn't have to worry about food and drink.

In my previous life, I was a social animal conscientiously, but in this life, I can be a rich second generation with a boring life with peace of mind.

Of course, this is not the reason why he stayed in this small mountain village to eat and wait to die, uh, to live a leisurely life.

There is a system in Jiang Sheng's body, which just happened to be awakened in the year he graduated from university, and he claimed to lead him to the whole university, but after a mission was released, it fell silent.

This task is to ask him to build a farm. As for the function and rewards, he is completely unknown.

It is probably a half-baked and unreliable system, Jiang Sheng thought.

It is impossible to sign in, and it is impossible to check in.

Jiang Sheng found a small mountain village with a nice view, contracted a large piece of land and forests, and carried out renovations little by little.

Fortunately, the system is not strong enough, and I still have the ability to make money.

In the past three years, the farm has been built.

And just this morning, the system inexplicably prompted a sentence: "Ding! The task is completed, the system has been upgraded successfully, and new functions will be released soon. Please explore by yourself!"

Explore by yourself again, it's already a system, can't we just click it?

Jiang Sheng vomited silently and left it alone.

In the past three years, he hired people to do some of the early infrastructure construction, and he did many of the later work by himself.

This kind of life of "cleaning up the wasteland in the morning and hoeing with the moon lotus" actually made him feel a little comfortable.

When he finished today's farm work and was content to make dinner, the night fell and the mist rose.

The village is said to be at the foot of the mountain, but it is also a bit high, so fogging at night is a very normal thing, and Jiang Sheng didn't think much about it.

It's just that today's fog is extraordinarily thick, especially around Jiang Sheng's farm. It's almost invisible, making it impossible for outsiders to get close.

What's even more strange is that this fog only surrounds Jiang Sheng's farm, but the inside is very thin.

And while Jiang Sheng was washing rice and vegetables, he heard a shrill cat meowing from the yard outside.

Immediately, a man's voice came: "Your Majesty, be careful, I don't know where this monster is!"

"This is the blessed land of the immortal family. Naturally, it is raised by the immortals. Wang Qing must not be rude and offend the immortals."

When Jiang Sheng walked out of the kitchen, he saw three men confronting the big orange he raised to catch mice in his yard.

All three had long hair and wore period costumes.

There is one person in the middle, wearing a black dragon robe and a crown that reaches the sky.

On the left is a man in armor, dressed as a general.

The last person on the right is wearing a court dress and looks like a civil servant.

Jiang Sheng had a lot of dealings with the actors in the film and television city, and some crews would go to the mountains near the village to take exterior scenes.

Since he opened such a farm, it is easy to receive guests and people, and he has seen many costumed actors.

I have to say that this Fuhuadao really has an inner flavor, which is more than a bit higher than the crew he has seen before.

When the three of them saw Jiang Sheng, they saluted and introduced themselves at the same time.

The man in the dragon robe in the middle called himself the First Emperor Yingzheng, and the general and civil servant were Wang Ben and Meng Yi respectively.

Jiang Sheng couldn't hold back his laughter immediately.

how?Pretending to be a time traveler in front of a time traveler?
If there is such a coincidence, I will have a headache...forget it.

But no matter how the three emphasized their identities, Jiang Sheng still felt that it was more likely that they were psychopaths.

It's not his fault, the dog system usually has almost zero sense of existence, which made him almost forget that he is a time traveler with a system, so he didn't think too much about it.

While thinking about it, Jiang Sheng recalled the tragic experiences of many actors he had seen.

Drama is like life, so why is life not a drama?

I'm afraid these three are just too immersed in their roles.

Inexplicably, he felt deep sympathy for the three people in front of him.

"Forget it, sit down wherever you want, I'll cook a few more dishes and treat you to a meal."

Jiang Sheng shook his head, comforted the furry big orange, and went back to the kitchen.

And the real identities were indeed the three people who had traveled from Daqin, standing in the courtyard and staring at each other.

"Your Majesty?" Wang Ben was not sure what Jiang Sheng meant, and looked at Ying Zheng.

Before Ying Zheng could say anything, Meng Yi cupped his hand and said:

"Your Majesty, since the immortal master has said so, we can wait with peace of mind."

"Yi Qing said." Ying Zheng nodded.

Naturally, the few people did not rush to sit down at the table, but wandered around the yard.

There are well-proportioned flowers and trees, and the hard ground paved with cement.

The small bungalow made of reinforced concrete illuminates the yard with LED lights as bright as day.

Looking from a distance, the mountains and forests are criss-crossed, the flowing water is gurgling, and the mist surrounds it, which is a fairyland scenery.

"This fairyland is really a paradise!" Wang Ben sighed.

Meng Yi also said: "Look, Your Majesty, I don't know what kind of fuel this candle is used for. Compared with the oil lamp, I don't know how much brighter it is. It's really a fairy trick!"

Ying Zheng also completely lost the bearing of an emperor through the ages, like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, looking here and touching there.

After about half an hour, Jiang Sheng set up a small table in the middle of the yard and brought four stools.

"Sit down." Jiang Sheng stretched out his hand to beckon, "I'll bring out the dishes."

The three of Ying Zheng looked at the chairs in front of them, looking at each other, and took a long time to sit down.

There's no way, they used to eat on their knees, how could they have experienced such battles.

And when they lingered and sat down, Jiang Sheng had already brought three dishes and one soup.

Braised pork ribs with potatoes, chopped eggs with green peppers, hot and sour cabbage, and finally a bowl of sour radish and old duck soup.

"Brothers, let's eat first." Jiang Sheng brought out another bowl of rice, "There is one more dish in the oven, we have to wait for a while."

Jiang Sheng was a hard-working single dog in his previous life, but he often cooked by himself. During the three years here, he even made a fire to cook every day.

Just a few small dishes, it shows a considerable heat. .

The color and fragrance are all available, so that the three people at the table can't help but swallow their saliva.

"Eat, why are you staring blankly, it's going to be cold later." Jiang Sheng grabbed the chopsticks, "Taste my craft!"

Seeing his enthusiasm, Ying Zheng had no choice but to pick up the bowls and chopsticks: "Then I would like to thank Master Xian!"

When Meng Yi and Wang Ben saw that Emperor Shi Huang moved their chopsticks, they couldn't hold back any longer and put down their chopsticks one after another.

"Your Majesty, there is no cornel in this dish, why is it so spicy?!"

"That's chili, brother, you are from Cantonese, don't you eat chili?"

"I've never seen this dish before, but it's sour, hot, and spicy. Immortal Master, may I ask what this dish is called?"

On the dinner table of the Qin Dynasty, there were generally only sunflower (winter amaranth), Huo (bean sprout leaves), scallion (scallion head), leek, and spring onion.

Meng Yi has never seen this cabbage, it is normal.

"You guys!" Jiang Sheng shook his head, "It's too real!"

"What kind of meat is this that is so delicious?" Ying Zheng finished eating a piece of pork ribs and was savoring it carefully.

Jiang Sheng laughed: "Just happened to kill a pig at home, but you caught up with it. Well, in your terms, it's a pig."

"Pig meat?" Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Can pig meat be so delicious?"

No wonder he was surprised. Pork was considered cheap meat in the Qin Dynasty, and the nobles didn't eat it much, let alone the first emperor.

After all, at that time people couldn't eat enough, and pigs were so edible, who would raise them?

What's more, it's still a black pig that hasn't been castrated. Not to mention the meat, it has a strong earthy smell, and it doesn't taste good no matter how you do it.

"I'm a native pig. I'm a free-range pig. When I'm hungry, I eat the crops in the field. When I'm thirsty, I drink the water from the small river. It's all natural!"

Jiang Sheng said proudly.

"Master Immortal." Ying Zheng picked up another piece of potato from the plate and put it into his mouth, his eyes lit up, "What is this thing? It's soft and delicious, full of aroma, and it's actually quite satisfying after eating it!"

Jiang Sheng was completely speechless, besides the three drama lunatics in front of him, they still learned the common sense of history really well.

The crops that the Qin people don't understand are pretending to be good.

"That's called potatoes! My pigs like to eat them in the field!"

Wang Ben also picked up a piece of potato at this time. Hearing what Jiang Sheng said, his expression changed, no matter how he heard it, he felt that he was swearing.

However, due to Jiang Sheng's status as an immortal, how dare he have any opinions.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised: "Master Immortal, these potatoes taste so good, wouldn't it be a waste of money to feed them to pigs?"

"I can't finish it all by myself." Jiang Sheng took a sip of the old duck soup and said vaguely: "I don't even bother to sell it. It's better to feed pigs than to rot in the ground, right?"

Meng Yi immediately grasped the key information in Jiang Sheng's words, and asked cautiously:

"Master Immortal, I don't know how many potatoes are produced?"

"The normal level of production is about [-] kilograms per mu. Oh, I forgot, you didn't have the term kilogram at that time."

"Let me think about it." Jiang Sheng searched the historical knowledge in his mind, "It's almost equal to your Qin Jin eight thousand."

With three "clicks", the chopsticks of the three of Yingzheng fell to the ground.

"Eight thousand catties per mu?"

　Some readers questioned why the protagonist did not doubt Ying Zheng's identity. I put this point behind, not without doubt. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)