Great Qin Emperor

Chapter 17 First Meeting King Qin ([-])

Zeng Shuyao was blunt, shook her hand, and said angrily: "Brother Zhou, let go. You are ashamed to be a man, so timid."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Chong was blamed. Zhou Chong was really depressed, and he couldn't explain his feelings to her. He pointed at Li Si with his right hand, and Zeng Shuyao immediately recognized Li Si who was sweating profusely. Calling "Brother Si", Li Si kept shaking his hands and had to hold back.

Seeing that she didn't scream, Li Si stopped his anxiety and hurriedly got into the crowd to hide.Why did Li Si do this, Zeng Shuyao really couldn't figure it out, she muttered, "What's wrong with Brother Si?"

"He is talented but cowardly. How dare he show his face in front of such a big man." Zhou Chong applauded his senior's evaluation of Li Si in his heart, and said, "Hurry up and greet the guests."

"Brother Zhou, don't sell them anything, I don't like dogs..." Zeng Shuyao was so angry that she was about to say something bad, but Zhou Chong gave her a hard look, and she couldn't help it. shut up.

Zeng Shufa had a wealth of experience in life, and he saw that the three of them had a lot of background, so he hurriedly greeted them with smiles, and said, "The three guests are welcome."

The middle-aged man stopped, glanced at the couplet written in Li Si's handwriting, frowned slightly, and read: "Skillful hands make snowflakes, thaumaturgy turns stone into oil. Ingenious and neat, ingenious conception, good right! Good right! "

The woman nodded in praise and said: "This man is very quick-witted, and it is indeed rare to write such elegant and elegant stories about the farm. It can also be seen from this that this tofu must be a delicacy. Shopkeeper, give each of us a bowl of tofu."

The young man looked at the couplet for a while with eyes as bright as the red sun, and said with a sneer, "What a breath. Snowflakes can roll in boiling water, and oil can be produced in stones. Are you capable of sorcery?"

The comments of the three were different. Zhou Chong couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. The previous admiration for Li Si was gone now. He thought that his good intentions had caused him a lot of trouble, so he hurriedly said: "Three I laughed at you, a little trick is nothing to worry about."

The young man looked at Zhou Chong and said, "You are Tofu Zhou, right?"

Zhou Chong said with a smile: "The guest is laughing at me. It's just a trumpet, not worth mentioning."

"Zheng'er, sit here." The woman pointed to the seat beside her and called the young man.

The young man glanced at Zhou Chong intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't mind taking a look, but Zhou Chong felt terrified, and sat beside the woman.The woman said to Zhou Chong: "Tofu Zhou, bring your tofu up, we are waiting to taste it." Seeing her appearance, she was really impatient.

Zeng Shufa personally came forward with a tray, put the tofu in front of the three of them, and said, "Three guests, please."

The woman stretched out her small jade-like hand, picked up the spoon, took a spoonful, put it into her little mouth, nodded and said: "It's delicious. It's smooth and soft, comfortable and delicious, and it's oily. This oil is very special. , neither lard, nor butter, sheep oil, oily but not greasy, has its own fragrance. Shopkeeper, what kind of oil is this?"

The middle-aged man took a sip, nodded and praised: "It's really delicious." Glancing at the mountain-like people, he said: "No wonder so many people are waiting to taste it. This is the reason. I think this oil is stone oil. PetroChina, right? As expected of PetroChina, it’s very special, and I’ve never tasted it in my life.”

Isn't it just soybean oil, which is squeezed out with the most primitive tools, and they are so praised by them, anyway, it is unexpected.If this statement is made in modern society, it must be ridiculed as rare and strange.But that was ancient times. The ancients’ cooking oil was limited to animal oil, not vegetable oil. When they tasted it for the first time, they naturally had some comments.

Zeng Shu smiled and said, "It's a good idea from the guest, it's Shi Zhongyou."

Zhou Chong didn't care about the comments of middle-aged men and women, the most important thing was the comments of young people, but this man's city was too deep, and he didn't speak for a long time, which really confused Zhou Chong. response.

The woman asked curiously: "Stones can produce oil. This is the first time I've heard of it. Is this magic? Tell me quickly."

The middle-aged man was also like her, a little curious, but his scheming was much deeper than the woman's. He didn't speak, but just looked at Zeng Shufa, waiting for his explanation.

The most unpredictable thing is the young people, who just eat tofu without making any comments.It can be said that what he ate today is the first thing that has appeared since Pangu opened the world. If it was another person, he would have screamed and asked questions like a woman, or listened to the explanation quietly like a middle-aged man. But he was in a calm state, as if these new things were too commonplace.

"Unfathomable!" Zhou Chong commented on this mighty historical giant in his heart, thinking: "Throughout the ages, there have been many people who can't show their emotions, but there are not many people who are as calm and composed as him, no wonder He can achieve a great cause that will be passed down through the ages."

Zeng Shufa didn't dare to plunder the beauty of others, and said: "The guests don't know something, it's all nephew Zhou's wonderful idea. Now, please tell some guests."

Zhou Chong was really displeased with Zeng Shufa's displeasure, but he couldn't push it away, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "The guest doesn't know that the oil in the stone is not the oil in the stone, but the beans. When it is cooked, put it in a stone nest and squeeze it hard, and the oil will come out."

"Oh, so that's how it is. I thought it was a fairy art." The woman kept nodding her head, as if suddenly enlightened.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and nodded, praising: "It really is a fantastic idea."

The young man's attitude is the focus of Zhou Chong's attention. He squinted at the young man and saw him put the last spoonful of tofu into his mouth and wipe his mouth clean with a white silk handkerchief. Then he looked at Zhou Chong and said: "Tofu Zhou, the tofu you make is delicious, I appreciate it."

Judging from his tone, his comment was more positive than derogatory, Zhou Chong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

The young man continued: "I have a few questions that I don't quite understand. I want to ask you for advice. You won't let me down, will you?"

"Guests, please tell me, I know everything I can say, and I can say everything." Zhou Chong knew that this person's mind was too elusive, so he said cautiously.

The young man asked: "You make tofu, how much tofu can you make from a catty of beans?"

"One catty of beans can make more than one catty." Zhou Chong replied truthfully: "There is water in the tofu, so it is naturally heavier."

The young man went on to say, "It's not a loss. How about you make oil? Can a catty of beans make a catty of oil?"

"One catty of beans yields one catty of oil, and I don't know how to do magic, so how can I do it?" Zhou Chong disagreed in his heart, saying, "A catty of oil costs several catties of beans."

The young man looked at him coldly, and said, "That's a loss. Do you know how much you have lost Daqin by doing this?"

"Oh my God, Qin Shihuang's thoughts are really hard to guess. One moment he was full of praise, but the next moment he began to question his guilt." Zhou Chong groaned secretly in his heart.

This young man was none other than the King of Qin, who later became Qin Shihuang.The middle-aged man is exactly a strange man in Chinese history, Lu Buwei.The woman is Zhao Ji, the mother of Qin Shihuang.

(End of this chapter)