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

Chapter 2 Wine and Salt (please collect, please recommend!!!)

It's really not surprising that these three people made such a fuss.

Although Daqin has escaped the era of slash-and-burn farming, it is impossible to have crops with a yield of [-] jin per mu.

"Your Majesty! Our yield of wheat and millet is only a few hundred catties per mu!"

Meng Yi looked at the plate of roasted pork ribs with potatoes in front of him, as excited as if he had discovered a new world.

Then he looked at Jiang Sheng again, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and asked:
"I just don't know, is it difficult to grow these potatoes?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Jiang Sheng took out three pairs of chopsticks and handed them to them, "You can plant any piece of land, and this thing can live anywhere."

"That is to say, the yield of the fatter land is higher, and the yield of the poorer land is less."

"But it won't go anywhere."

Jiang Sheng talked eloquently and shared a little bit of his own experience in growing potatoes.

After hearing what he said, Ying Zheng and the others became even more excited.

Especially Wang Ben, who ate a few pieces of potatoes one after another at the moment, feeling the fullness in his belly, his eyes brightened.

This potato is fragrant on the teeth and cheeks, and full of satiety. It can be used as both cooking and food.

Fairy food, definitely fairy food!

Although Daqin has been vigorously promoting the development of agriculture, but now most of the people have worked hard for a year, but they can barely eat.

In case of a bad year, the harvest is not good, but people will starve to death!
If the seeds of immortal food can be obtained from the immortal master and planted on a large scale, it will not only be able to fill the stomachs of the people of Daqin.

What's even more valuable is that with so many grain reserves, Wang Ben's confidence in attacking the Xiongnu and Baiyue will be even stronger!
This potato is suitable for food and vegetables, and it is really the best choice for military rations for marching and fighting!
"Master Immortal! Could you give me some potato seeds?"

Ying Zheng stared at the plate of dishes on the table, and asked out of breath.

"Why are you still panting? You're so excited." Jiang Sheng pouted in the open space outside the kitchen, "I just dug it from the ground, and I want to move it myself later, just cut it into pieces and plant it in the field."

I saw the potatoes on the ground piled up into a hill with fresh mud.

"Thank you for the gift, Master Immortal!"

"On behalf of the people of Daqin, I would like to thank the immortal master for his gift of immortal food!"

"One day, if you lead troops to defeat the Xiongnu, you will never forget the great kindness of the immortal master today!"

Ying Zheng, Meng Yi, and Wang Ben looked at the pile of potatoes with green lights in their eyes, as if they would pounce on them in the next second.

This doesn't sound like a lunatic, it's like a psychopath... Jiang Sheng was afraid that they would do something strange, so he kept calling for food.

"I have never eaten such delicious food!"

"Your Majesty, this is really a delicacy that only immortals can eat!"

"If only there was wine."

Wang Ben was excited and muttered.

"Hey, there is really wine!" Jiang Sheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Brothers sit down, I'll go get the wine."

"Wang Qing, you are courageous enough. You are worthy of being a general of our state of Qin. You dare to command an immortal master."

Seeing that Jiang Sheng didn't put on the airs of a fairy at all, Ying Zheng relaxed a lot, and joked with Wang Ben.

Wang Ben could only smile awkwardly, but fortunately Jiang Sheng had already returned.

Holding a small porcelain jar in his left hand and a stack of cups in his right, he came to the dining table and sat down.

"This is my homemade wine, just out of the cellar." Jiang Sheng opened the lid, and a strong aroma of wine rushed to his face.

While pouring wine into several glasses, he said, "It's not as good as Moutai Wuliangye, but it's better than brewing it by myself. Even the raw materials are grown from my own field."

"What is this Moutai Wuliangye?" Ying Zheng picked up the glass, smelling the mellow aroma of the wine, and asked curiously, "Can it be better than the wine in this glass?"

This old man is good enough, Jiang Sheng also poured himself a glass: "My brother is not a stingy man, what is Maotai Wuliangye, you can drink a bottle or a bottle, this wine brewed by yourself has a special taste when you drink it. "

Jiang Sheng's family has hundreds of millions of property, and it is exaggerated to drink Moutai as water, but he will never be stingy with this bottle of wine.

The cup in the hands of the three of them was brewed by Jiang Sheng according to his own taste. It was about forty degrees, just right!
"Good wine, really good wine!" Wang Ben took the lead in drinking the wine in the glass, and Jiang Sheng's eyelids twitched a few times.

There are more than one or two cups in this cup, and it just makes him feel bored.

However, Wang Ben's face didn't change much, and he looked anxiously at the small vat in Jiang Sheng's hand.

"This wine is a little sweet in the mouth, but after swallowing it, it seems to swallow a ball of fire, making people feel transparent. It's really fairy wine!"

"Master Immortal, can you give me another cup?"

Jiang Sheng smiled angrily and said: "If you want to drink, just say so, and some weird flattery will make people unable to understand."

After all, he still refilled Wang Ben's glass.

After all, he brewed the wine himself, and he was very happy to see that someone liked it so much.

"hiss."

Ying Zheng also took a sip at this time, and couldn't help taking a breath.

The brow furrowed slightly, and then immediately relaxed with the movement of swallowing.

cool!

This is called wine, the so-called royal wine in the palace before me are all bullshit.

Ying Zheng's face was a little rosy, he breathed out a mouthful of alcohol, and asked:

"Master Immortal! How is this wine brewed? In comparison, the wine I drank before is as weak as clear water."

Jiang Sheng also took a sip, and the pungent sensation on the tip of his tongue made him squint his eyes comfortably. Hearing Ying Zheng's question, he laughed:
"Brother, it seems that the wine you bought before is not very good, and the alcohol content is not as high as the one I made myself."

"Well, later on, I'll tell you the secrets here, and you can go home and spend less money!"

Ying Zheng toasted Jiang Sheng, "Thank you, Master Immortal!"

Meng Yi and Wang Ben immediately imitated the example, raised their glasses and said, "Thank you, Master Immortal!"

After several people drank for three rounds, Jiang Sheng found that the dishes on the table were also eaten, and it was only then that he remembered that there was another dish in the kitchen.

"There is another dish, I'll go and have a look." Jiang Sheng put down his glass and stood up, "It should be ready, but it's the first time I cook it, if it doesn't taste good, I will take care of you."

After a while, Jiang Sheng came over with a plate of white hemispherical objects.

"What is this?" Meng Yi looked at the things on the plate and asked curiously.

"Salt-baked chicken." Jiang Sheng put down the plate, and took out the small hammer he just picked up. "It stands to reason that it should be made with sea salt. Today I want to try it because my hands are itchy, so I made it with salt from home."

After that, Jiang Sheng knocked open the thick layer of salt crust with a hammer, and the fine white salt grains were scattered and splashed by him.

"Come on, try it! See how I did it for the first time?" Jiang Sheng tore off a chicken leg while it was hot, and handed it to Ying Zheng who was sitting directly opposite him.

"What, are you stupid?" Jiang Sheng put his hand in the air, and no one came to take the chicken leg for a long time.

The three of Yingzheng stared at the white refined salt on the plate, which was finer than sand, and Wang Ben stretched out a finger to dip some salt into his mouth.

"Your Majesty! It's really salt!" Wang Ben said excitedly, feeling the salty taste in his mouth.

Meng Yi also seemed to be crazy, grabbed a handful of salt and put it in front of his eyes to watch carefully, and finally licked it hard.

"I'll go." Jiang Sheng was taken aback, "It's a good thing buddy, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)