The Young Emperor of Great Qin/the Strongest Young Emperor of Qin

ps, I thought I could get up, but I didn't get up, so I wrote this chapter at noon.

Finally, update today, no less than six!Try it, can there be eight more. .

Body Chapter 121 Breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, Chu's desperate struggle! (2/8)

During the Warring States Period, the ingredients were not complete, and there were no delicious dishes.

Even if there is, it’s just two different things. It’s okay to eat for a day or two, a month or two months is okay, and you get tired of eating it for three to five years.

Instead, stir fry, which can easily be turned into a delicious meal.

However, it was not easy to mine iron ore in this era. In addition to controlling all iron tools, Ying Zheng was able to use excess iron to make a few pots.

After all, the iron ore needed to make a pot is enough to make a lot of iron~ge.

Therefore, when Daqin's resources were not enough, Ying Zheng could only enjoy cooking alone.

At most, for Chinese New Year today, Ying Zheng will share some dishes.

Its delicious taste, even Lu Buwei, who has eaten countless delicacies from mountains and seas, is full of praise.

“Delicious! So delicious!”

"Wang Shang, how do you make these dishes? It's so delicious."

"How can there be such delicious food in the world."

Rao was Lu Buwei who had the power to dominate the world, and at this time, he was not deeply impressed by the dishes that Ying Zheng rewarded.

He doesn't know how many years he hasn't felt this way.

It's so delicious I want to cry!

The five dishes were not much, but they were exquisite, and Lu Buwei quickly ate them all.

After eating, Lu Buwei couldn't help but look at the three plates that had been sealed.

"I want to eat……"

Lu Buwei couldn't help swallowing, but finally held back.

"Compared to deliciousness, etiquette is the most important. These three dishes cannot be eaten anyway!"

Lu Buwei couldn't help thinking of Ying Zheng's figure in his mind.

In his heart, a touch of emotion gradually emerged.

"We are assisting an incomparably great king!"

"Unifying the world has been the dream of the old Qin people for many years, and now, it has become more and more advanced."

On New Year's Eve, Lu Buwei was full of emotion.

New Year's Eve, get rid of the old and welcome the new!

Tonight, this mighty empire sums up the past year.

The old Qin people also ushered in new expectations.

Compared with the etiquette of Prime Minister Lu Buwei, the old general Meng Ao didn't think too much.

He is a courtier of the King of Qin, and he will eat whatever the king rewards him!

Although there were too many dishes, Meng Ao wanted to understand Ying Zheng's thoughts.

"The seven princes, the ninth son of the emperor!"

"The king wants to be the emperor! The master of this world, the living gods in this world."

"And to give the old minister eight plates is to tell the old minister that he will never forget the merits of the old minister."

Thinking of this, Meng Ao could not help but bow in the direction of the Qin Palace!

"Your Majesty, even if the Meng family is smashed to pieces, I wish the king to fulfill his wish."

After Meng Ao finished speaking, he greeted his family and went to the table for New Year's Eve dinner.

Different from Lu Buwei, the Meng family has two rewards, eight plates for Meng Ao and four plates for Meng Tian.

There are a total of [-] plates, which are eaten together, and the whole family is very happy to eat.

For Meng Tian, ​​he was also quite happy to eat.

Anyway, his Meng family has been loyal to the king for generations, and he will eat whatever Ying Zheng gives him!

Thunder, rain and dew are all graces of God!

Compared to Lu Buwei's apprehensive meal, Meng Ao's meal was warm, and Han Fei's meal at home was even more exciting.

"I'm just a guest of the Qin country. I haven't really done anything for Da Qin yet, but the king gave me four dishes."

Han Fei was too excited to say anything.

"The king's mind is truly the master of the world."

He couldn't help but glance at his father Han An again.

At this time, Han An was happily eating the four dishes, and his fat lips were constantly chomping.