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

Chapter 30 Fusu's question (please collect, please recommend!!!)

"Haha, Master Immortal, I'm here to bother you again!"

The figures of the four appeared at the gate of the small courtyard, and Ying Zheng greeted them with ease.

"Master Immortal!" Wang Ben even pushed the door open and entered, "Can I have hot pot tonight?"

He was extremely impressed by the hot pot last time.

No way, I had diarrhea for a day, squatting in the toilet until my legs became numb, and even the chrysanthemums were burning.

Who is not impressed?

Even so, he still thought about it.

As expected of Marquis Tongwu, a warrior of Great Qin!
Jiang Sheng pushed open the kitchen door and walked out, seeing the four of them at a glance.

"Hey, are you here?" Jiang Sheng looked at the only fresh face, feeling that Fusu's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ying Zheng's, and asked uncertainly, "Who is this?"

"Meet the Immortal Master!" Fusu bowed excitedly to Jiang Sheng, "I am the eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty, Fusu."

"Is this bringing your son to eat?" Jiang Sheng teased Ying Zheng.

Yingzheng, the majestic ruler of a country, blushed for the first time when he heard Cengfan: "My son Fusu has admired the immortal master for a long time, and today I specially brought him here to see the demeanor of the immortal master. If there is any offense, please invite the immortal master Forgive me."

"No, no." Jiang Sheng waved his hand, "There are more chopsticks for more people."

Seeing these ancient bigwigs again, Jiang Sheng was somewhat excited.

However, in order to maintain his personality, he didn't show too many strange expressions.

"Master Immortal." Ying Zheng took out another brocade box and opened it for Jiang Sheng to see, "I lost a lot of money to Immortal Master last time playing mahjong, so I brought this Suihou Bead with me."

Is this brocade box of yours wholesale? It looks the same as last time, and it contains such national treasures...

Jiang Sheng muttered to himself, and casually took the brocade box from Ying Zheng.

This bead is about the size of an egg, looks like a diamond, and glows slightly in the night.

Good guy, I have collected all the pearls and biscuits for me.

If it wasn't for the fact that these two things hadn't been crossed over and couldn't tell if they were antiques, I would have to be sent to jail tomorrow.

"Sit down by yourself first." Jiang Sheng closed the brocade box, led them into the living room, and placed the Suihou beads on the coffee table.

"I'm going to prepare the meal first."

After speaking, he went to the kitchen.

"As expected of an immortal." Fusu looked at the brocade box thrown by Jiang Sheng on the coffee table, and sighed, "Even if it is such a treasure as the Suihou Pearl, it can't touch the heart of the immortal master, and even treats it like a shoe."

"Hmph!" Ying Zheng was a little dissatisfied with his son's performance, "Is the vision of the immortal master beyond your imagination?"

"In this fairyland, there are fetishes everywhere, what is the Suihou Pearl?"

"Look!" Ying Zheng pointed to the big TV hanging on the wall, "This is what I said before, the picture scroll that can bring thousands of troops into it."

"And this thing!" He pointed to the chandelier on the ceiling again, "it can make the night as bright as day, even ten or hundreds of Marquis Beads can't compare to this thing!"

Ying Zheng's words and deeds seemed to be pointing the country.

Fusu, as his successor, is going to become the Emperor of Great Qin in the future, how can he be as ignorant as an old hat?

But he forgot, when he came to Jiang Sheng's place for the first time, he was so startled.

Not long after, Jiang Sheng prepared all the dishes and invited the four of them to come out for dinner.

On the small table, a large pot of fish with pickled cabbage and a large pot of boiled sliced ​​meat were placed in the middle, surrounded by various side dishes, which looked very rich.

Jiang Sheng took out the wine he brewed again, and Wang Ben was almost drooling.

"Master Immortal!" Wang Ben impatiently took the wine from Jiang Sheng and poured it for everyone, "I've been craving your wine for a long time, and it's still better than that happy water!"

"You know a hammer!" Jiang Sheng curled his lips, "Fat House Happy Water is the best in the world!"

Fusu picked up the wine glass and took a deep breath, the strong aroma of the wine made him very intoxicated.

Hearing Jiang Sheng's words again, he couldn't help but wonder:
"Dare to ask the immortal master, what is the happy water, it tastes better than this glass of fine wine?"

Jiang Sheng handed out a can of Coke: "Young people should drink less alcohol, here, this is happy water."

Fusu fiddled with the soda can in his hand back and forth, but he just didn't know how to open it, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Pull up that tab, yes, there it is."

"boom!"

Fusu finally managed to open the Coke in his hand, with excitement and curiosity on his face, he took a sip of the Coke, the sweet taste burst out on the tip of his tongue, making him squint his eyes unconsciously.

"It's delicious! This happy water is really delicious!"

Ying Zheng swallowed the liquor in his throat, snorted comfortably, glanced sideways at his son, and squeezed out a sentence from his nostrils:

"Fusu, I have taught you to learn not to show emotions!"

This is his old problem again, always trying to teach Fusu how to become a qualified emperor.

Although Jiang Sheng had spoken out about Daqin's future before, which made him look at his eldest son differently, but the more he did so, the more determined he was to pass on the throne to Fusu.

"Here!" Fusu put down the Coke in embarrassment, "It's my son who lost his composure!"

"Don't listen to your father!" Jiang Sheng interrupted dissatisfiedly, "He came to me for the first time by himself, and he is more bluffing than you."

"Old Zhao, I'm not talking about you. You can lead by example in educating children. Don't force your son to do what you can't do yourself."

Yingzheng was a little embarrassed to be attacked by Jiang Sheng and expose his background.

But the emperor was the emperor anyway, so he quickly pretended to be nonchalant and moved his chopsticks.

"This fish is hot and sour, it whets my appetite!"

When Fusu saw his father started to eat, he finally dared to put down his chopsticks, picked up a slice of boiled meat and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up immediately.

"This meat is delicious and spicy!"

Wang Ben and Meng Yi are not far behind.

The four of them were reincarnated like starved ghosts, turmoil at the dinner table.

"Seven days!" Meng Yi drank a glass of wine and sighed contentedly, "Since the last time I ate hot pot, it has been seven days since I ate such delicious food."

Wang Ben also said with emotion: "If it weren't for one day in the fairyland and one month in the human world, I really want to stay here for a longer time!"

"Seven days? One day? One month?"

Jiang Sheng moved his ears and caught the key information in their words.

Meng Yi said that seven days have passed, which is the same as the flow of time on his side.

But Wang Ben also said that one day in the fairyland and one month in the world.

In other words, when they travel to me, the flow of time will change.

Tsk, in this way, these people will not be able to stay with me for long.

"The dog system is really a chicken thief!"

Jiang Sheng cursed secretly, with a smile still on his face.

After being persuaded by Wang Ben to drink two glasses of wine, Fusu's face began to turn red.

As the saying goes, wine is strong and cowardly.

Coupled with Jiang Sheng's reprimand to Ying Zheng just now, he has nothing to say.

Fu Su's brain suddenly became hot, and he said to Jiang Sheng:

"Immortal Master! Father respects you very much, Fusu has something to ask, please enlighten me!"

"Oh?" Jiang Sheng already guessed what he was going to ask, but pretended not to know: "But it's okay to say."

Ying Zheng's face was already livid, Meng Yi and Wang Ben also stopped their chopsticks, and stared at Fu Su with ugly expressions.

"What Fusu wants to ask is." He bit the bullet and continued, "Should Daqin continue to follow the path of Legalism in the future, or change to the path of Confucianism?"

"Crack!" Ying Zheng slapped his chopsticks on the table, "I'm not dead yet!"

(End of this chapter)