Molested Zulong at the beginning

Once outside the country, fought a brilliant battle for the founding of the country

Although compared with the military rations of the same period in later generations, fried noodles are really too simple.

However, in today's era, compared with the military rations generally made of corn porridge, it is a proper cross-age black technology.

Under Bai Su's guidance, the waiter's astringent movements gradually became proficient. The chow mein itself has no technical content, it is very simple, and he quickly mastered it slowly.

After more than half an hour, the flour in the pot was quickly fried, showing a light yellow color, and a tempting aroma wafted out.

Li Si, Meng Yi and others walked over at some point, looking at the fried noodles in the pot with curiosity.

Meng Yi stretched out his hand to grab a bite, tried to put it in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes widened: "It's not bad."

Li Si who was on the side also had a hint of curiosity on his face when he heard the words, and took a sip.

Sure enough, the fried noodles are salty and fragrant, and contain a lot of beans, which are crisp and "crackling" in the mouth, and the taste is surprisingly good.

Bai Su smiled and said, "How does it taste?"

Li Si nodded and said, "This thing tastes good, and it's extremely convenient. You don't need to cook, you just need a mouthful of fried noodles and a sip of water to satisfy your hunger. I just don't know how long this product can last for?"

After all, the shelf life of military rations has always been a very important indicator. If things suddenly deteriorate and break after not being stored for a long time, that's not acceptable.

Bai Su smiled and said, "As long as it is properly preserved and not soaked in water, it can last for three to five months."

"Three to five months!!!"

Li Si was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but gasped.

Although she had already made a prediction in her mind, she never thought that this product could last for such a long time, it could be compared with corn.

It even has more advantages than corn.

After all, if you want to cook porridge, you need to bring a cooking pot, cooking utensils, fire pockets and other things with you.

And since the fried noodles are already cooked, they can be eaten when they are taken out, so there is no need to carry those cumbersome cooking utensils. If each soldier carries a cloth bag of fried noodles and the water source is sufficient.

Isn't it like the Xiongnu, who can still go deep into the enemy's hinterland and attack for a month without logistics?

An army of tens of thousands who can freely run for thousands of miles and fight for more than a month, with bows and crossbows all over their bodies and long swords hanging around their waists, the picture is terrifying just thinking about it.

In the old days, the Central Plains was always the Huns coming and going like the wind, and the Central Plains could only defend passively. I didn’t expect that the Central Plains would become the Huns and take the initiative to attack one day.

Bai Su gave him a strange look: "Why are you so surprised, the rations haven't been ready yet."

"This...isn't this done yet?" Li Si was taken aback.

Bai Su chuckled lightly and said, "It's still the last step."

At this time, two guards came over with a sticking mold on their shoulders, and the "bang" mold fell heavily on the ground, making a heavy sound.

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, Bai Su poured the fried flour into the groove of the iron mold, and then closed it heavily.

When it was opened again, the soft fried noodles had been crushed into hard lumps the size of fingertips.

Bai Su picked up a piece and handed it to Meng Yi in front of him: "How about a taste?"

Meng Yi curiously took a sip, and his eyes lit up. Compared with the taste just now, this hard lump of porcelain is more chewy and delicious.

She couldn't help but tasted it again, just as she was about to take it again.

Bai Su stopped her in time: "This thing looks small, but it's actually enough for a meal. If you eat too much, your stomach will get bloated if you drink water. You only need a few yuan to fill your stomach."

Meng Yi looked stunned for a moment, took the clear water from the guard's hand, gulped it down, and froze for a moment.

Sure enough, as Bai Su said, the stomach was still a bit empty, but the hunger gradually receded, and he was no longer hungry at once, and even felt a slight increase.

This novelty surprised her for a while.

"This thing is only the size of a palm, but it can hold a meal of rations. If every soldier carries a bag on his back, wouldn't he not have to worry about food for a whole month?"

In Meng Yi's mind, there was an army of tens of thousands who had no logistical pressure at all, could spend thousands of miles at any time, and fought abroad for a whole month, with bows and crossbows all over their bodies and long swords hanging around their waists.

Thinking of that terrifying scene, she couldn't help breaking out in a layer of cold sweat behind her back.

Li Si on the side also realized this. With this ration, he no longer had to worry about when the Huns would go south to harass him.

On the contrary, the Xiongnu were always worried about when the Daxia army would go north to rob the Xiongnu tribe of horses, cattle and sheep.

After all, in terms of weapons and equipment, the Central Plains is completely ahead of the Huns by an era.

It has always been limited by logistical problems. Once this problem is solved, the Central Plains, which is in short supply of horses, cattle and sheep, will not be envious when seeing the Xiongnu's cattle and sheep everywhere.

Sister Zheng sat on the throne, thinking of that scene.

She couldn't bear the smile in her heart anymore, and laughed out loud for a while.

"His Majesty……"

Li Si, Meng Yi and others all turned their heads back.

Sister Zheng had a smile in her phoenix eyes. She looked at the expressions on the faces of Li Si and the others through the beaded curtain, and asked, "My dear friends, do you have any objections to the Northern Expedition to the Huns?"

"I... I have no objection."

Li Si and the others were stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, and bowed to each other to salute.

After all, now that this problem has been solved, what else can they say.

"Then I can go."

Bai Su pointed to himself, and asked Sister Zheng tentatively.

Sister Zheng glanced at Bai Su below with great interest, and saw that he looked like he wanted to run away.

She couldn't help but twitched her lips: "You step back for now and wait in the bedroom. I have something to ask you later."

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly became a little confused.

He has never been to Xianyang, why did the first emperor want to let him stay in the palace?

Could it be that she coveted her own beauty and set her sights on her own body! ! !

Thinking of this, Bai Su sighed with melancholy: "Miss Zhao, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back, and I won't be able to fulfill my promise to marry you."

Sister Zheng watched Bai Su being taken down by the attendants through the beaded curtain, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in her heart at the words she muttered.

Chapter 63 Ms. Zhao How could it be you!!!

"Mr. Bai, Your Majesty is discussing the affairs of the government with the Prime Minister. It will take some time. Please wait here for the time being."

The maid brought Bai Su to the door of the dormitory, paused slightly, and made a gesture of invitation, signaling him to wait in the dormitory temporarily.

Bai Su has never been able to see the face of the First Emperor from the beginning to the end, and he has no idea what she looks like, nor can he guess why she wants to keep him.

He couldn't figure it out, so he just stopped thinking about it. As the saying goes, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, so let's take a step and see.

He took a deep breath and walked into the bedroom.

Different from the magnificent and luxurious scene in the imagination, Zheng Jie's bedroom is very simple.

The entire dormitory is dominated by black, and various golden patterns are drawn, such as the patterns of birds and animals in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period, giving people a classical and solemn feeling.

Of course, what caught Bai Su's attention even more was Zheng Jie's collection.

Clearly sweeping the six kingdoms, unifying the universe, collecting all the treasures in the world and collecting all the treasures in Xianyang, but in the palace, there are not many rare treasures, and the most are books.

Rolls of cyan bamboo slips and sheepskin scrolls are neatly arranged together, and they are very tidy. It looks like they are often read.

Out of curiosity, Bai Su walked over, picked up a scroll and looked down, and saw a chapter titled "Farming and Warfare" that came into view.

How to reform and reform step by step, so that Daxia, which sits in the middle of the pass and has fertile soil for thousands of miles, becomes stronger.

This content looks familiar no matter how you look at it, as if you have seen it in a Chinese textbook. At the end of the end, Bai Su saw a familiar name, Shang Yang.

Fuck, this is Shang Yang's own manuscript.

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, then looked at other manuscripts, these books also have extraordinary origins?

He decisively picked up another volume and looked at it. It was a book called "Warring States Policy", and most of the content on it was how to use diplomacy and war in parallel to achieve the goal of tyranny.

Using the strength of another country for your own use, how to gain five inches and retreat two inches, before you have the power to destroy the country, how to use the way of cannibalism to slowly grow yourself, and at the end I saw a familiar name, Zhang Yi.

It turned out to be the number one in China, a book written by the mouth cannon king himself.

On other bamboo slips, Bai Su saw familiar names one after another.

Fan Sui, Bai Qi's memorial...

Han Feizi wrote "Five Beetles", "Lonely Wrath", and "Shu Shuo Inside and Outside".

Bai Su looked at the content on the old bamboo slips with curly hair, and in a daze, he seemed to see the era of fighting with iron horses.

The process of how the weak Great Xia, located in the land of the west, gradually became stronger through the concerted efforts of six generations of monarchs and ministers.

Looking at the familiar names on it, Bai Su suddenly felt a kind of romance unique to being a Chinese.

As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people, even after hundreds of years, when holding bamboo slips in hand, you can still see the figure of the other party writing articles bit by bit under the flickering lights.

People can't help but have the urge to live in the same era as him.

A smile appeared on Bai Su's face, and suddenly he saw a roll of obviously brand-new sheepskin next to him, and he was taken aback for a moment.

Whose is this?

He looked curiously, and was suddenly stunned!

Just because the above content is too familiar, I saw how to transform Daxia, from the mode of war to the mode of governing the world, streamlining laws and reducing remoteness.

Taking cloth and food as remuneration and working as relief, this... isn't this what I said to Ms. Zhao and Ms. Second, why did it appear in the palace of the first emperor?

Is it...

Ms. Zhao, and Ms. Second, were kidnapped by Emperor Shihuang?

It's no wonder that he thinks so, because Da Xia has indeed done a lot of kidnapping and extortion in history.

King Zhuang Xiang tricked the King of Chu to come to Xianyang, then kidnapped him and would not let him go back, and extorted the city from Chu State, otherwise they would not let their King of Chu go back.

Sister Zheng also sent troops to put pressure on South Korea, threatening Han Feizi to enter Xianyang.

If Sister Zheng accidentally heard a good strategy for governing the country from Ms. Zhao, and then kidnapped her to Xianyang, threatened herself to enter Xianyang, and use it for her, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, Bai Su frowned, feeling a little heavy.

He wasn't worried about his own safety. After all, he still had some skills in self-confidence, and he should be able to get the attention of the political sister, so that he could be a half-job.

He was just a little guilty, because of his own reasons, he involved the innocent Ms. Zhao and the others.

After all, there was an undercurrent in the court, and if he was not careful, he might be involved in factional struggles. Even he himself was not sure that he would be able to sit on Mount Tai all the time without the protection of his thighs.

What's more, Miss Zhao, a village girl who was born in the countryside, if something happened to her, wouldn't he have broken his promise in the past.

Thinking of this, Bai Su couldn't help but clenched the parchment in his hand.

He took a deep breath and made up his mind that no matter what, he would beg Zheng Jie to let Ms. Zhao and the others leave Xianyang, so as not to harm them.

After an unknown amount of time, a crisp female voice sounded.

"His Majesty is here!"

"Grassman Bai Su, I have met His Majesty the First Emperor."

Bai Su hurriedly stood up, bowed and saluted.

I saw a slender figure slowly walking in from outside the main hall. Bai Su bent over, and could only see the lower body of the black dragon robe and a pair of black and gold boots, which were raised continuously and walked in front of her.

Sister Zheng glanced at it with great interest, and Bai Su looked a bit restrained.

She went straight to behind the screen, sat down slowly, picked up a roll of blue bamboo slips, and said softly: "There is no need to be too polite."

In the gentle voice, there is also a hint of majesty.

It's just that he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a hint of teasing in Sister Zheng's tone.

Bai Su stood up straight, looked up at the slim figure on the screen illuminated by the candlelight, and didn't dare to get a closer look.

After all, this is the first emperor who swept the six kingdoms and ordered the world to obey. He is famous in history as iron-blooded and ruthless. If he accidentally looked at her twice, crossed the border and made her dissatisfied, wouldn't it be a loss if he cut himself off? Big hair.

"Bai Su..."

Sister Zheng gently put down the bamboo slips in her hand, her phoenix eyes looked at Bai Su's figure through the screen, and said with a smile, "Do you know why I called you here?"

Because you are greedy for my body and want to get me.

Bai Su complained in his heart, then took a deep breath, and asked tentatively: "But the grassroots have a way to solve it, the court's logistics?"