After Cheng Xiaoxiao finished filming, Ying Zheng still asked the painter to draw this scene.
In the words of the First Emperor, "Photographs are not suitable for widespread dissemination; it is better to draw them on paper for publicity."
Cheng Xiaoxiao did not refute. Anyway, she had a printer in her space, so it was not impossible to print directly when the time came.
After finishing their business in Japan, Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group prepared to return.
The First Emperor left Ying Liu and the 200-man team behind. They would plant the flags of the Qin Dynasty here and wait for the First Emperor to send someone to take over. From then on, Japan would be the territory of the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Liu looked at the people who boarded the spacecraft one after another, tears streaming down his face, "We came here so well, but in the end we can't go back."
Ying Wu patted Ying Liu's shoulder and smiled unkindly, "Brother, take care!"
Ying Liu squinted at him and said, "If you are a brother, stay with me."
Ying Wu clasped his fists and bowed, "Goodbye!"
He turned around and left Ying Liu with a handsome back view.
Ying Liu: Bah! Damn brother!
He watched helplessly as the spaceship began to take off, and then suddenly stopped...
Ying Liu's eyes suddenly burst into surprise, "I knew His Majesty would be reluctant to let me go. I can go back with you."
Then......
He saw Ying Wu getting off the spaceship.
Ying Liu: Suddenly I’m not so happy anymore!
Ying Wu walked up to Ying Liu and handed him a bag of high-yield rice seeds. "My junior asked me to give this to you so that you won't have food to eat in the future."
"Also, His Majesty told me to tell you to plant the land! Otherwise, His Majesty will skin you alive."
Ying Liu: Not only was I abandoned by His Majesty, I was also forced to become a farmer from a secret guard. My sorrow is as deep as the ocean!!!
This time, the spaceship disappeared in a flash under Ying Liu's gaze.
Ying Liu calmed himself down and started his "Island Farming Story" with a team of 200 people.
…
When we returned to Xianyang, the moon was already at its highest point in the sky.
The First Emperor began to review memorials without stopping for a moment, and he can be regarded as a model worker in the "emperor world".
Fortunately, nothing major happened in the Qin Dynasty recently, so the First Emperor retired soon after.
The next day.
After the First Emperor finished his morning court session, he was walking on the road when he smelled a faint, mouth-watering fragrance.
The First Emperor took the newly promoted Minister of the Imperial Chariots, Qi Yuan, and followed the scent all the way to Cheng Xiaoxiao's residence.
At this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao, Lan Wangyou, Ji Tingyou and others were sitting around a table with an old-fashioned copper hot pot stove on it.
The bottom of the copper pot is already boiling, just put the ingredients in and you can start eating.
There were also some fresh vegetables and meat on the table, which Cheng Xiaoxiao took out from the space.
The First Emperor and Fusu met unexpectedly at Cheng Xiaoxiao's residence and looked at each other with some embarrassment.
The two of them thought to themselves at the same time, "We must not let Father (Fusu) know that I was attracted by this fragrance."
They both spoke at the same time.
The First Emperor: "My son, come here..." But is there something wrong?
Fusu: "Father, but..." Is there something wrong?
…
There was a moment of silence, and the two looked at each other.
"Ahem!" Cheng Xiaoxiao coughed twice and spoke hesitantly, "Excuse me... Ancestor Qin Shi Huang and Ancestor Fusu, do you want to come in? The pot is about to boil!"
Qin Shi Huang and Fusu: We came here just for the smell, how could we not go in?
The First Emperor stepped in first, followed closely by Fusu.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the backs of the two people and a smile appeared on her face.
The First Emperor and his companion sat around the table. The aroma from the copper stove kept wafting into their noses, and they felt unbearable hunger in their stomachs.
After all, Daqin only eats two meals a day...
The First Emperor winked at Fusu.
Fusu: "..." Okay! I don't want to lose face!
"What is this?" Fusu asked softly.
"This is hot pot," Cheng Xiaoxiao introduced. "It's a delicacy that is deeply loved by later generations."
Cheng Xiaoxiao picked up a piece of thinly sliced meat with a serving chopstick and put it into the boiling pot. "Just put the ingredients you want to eat into the pot like this, rinse it, and you can start eating."
Cheng Xiaoxiao put the blanched meat slices into the First Emperor's bowl and said, "Ancestor, please try it. Is it to your taste?"
"You can add more seasoning to make it taste better."
As she spoke, she picked up the kettle and poured a bowl of water for the First Emperor. "It may be a little spicy, please drink slowly, ancestor."
The First Emperor looked at the bowl in front of him, which was filled with some unfamiliar seasonings and the meat slices with red oil that Cheng Xiaoxiao had just put in it, and his mouth unconsciously secreted saliva.
The First Emperor picked up the chopsticks, lightly coated the meat slice with some seasoning, and then put it into his mouth very gracefully, savoring it carefully.
The moment it entered his mouth, he felt fresh, fragrant, numb and spicy at the same time, which made the First Emperor's eyes light up slightly.
After another chew, the tenderness of the meat slices and the fragrance of the seasoning blended perfectly together. The two kept stimulating the taste buds of the First Emperor, and the First Emperor slightly increased the speed of chewing.
From the very beginning, Fusu had been staring at the First Emperor, waiting for his evaluation.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and others were also waiting for the First Emperor's evaluation.
The First Emperor swallowed the meat in his mouth, drank a sip of water, and then spoke, "This hot pot is very delicious."
When the First Emperor saw everyone was looking at him, he subconsciously said, "Eat, everyone eat."
As soon as the First Emperor finished speaking, everyone picked up their favorite dishes and put them into the pot.
The First Emperor was also prepared to do it himself.
Just then.
Qi Yuan stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to come."
The First Emperor glanced at him coldly and said, "Step aside! I'll do it myself."
"Yes." Qi Yuan retreated respectfully.
…
Everyone at the table ate heartily.
At this time, the First Emperor and Fusu were both sweating profusely from eating, and they couldn't put down their chopsticks even though the food was so spicy that they kept making "shashasha".
Cheng Xiaoxiao: God have mercy on me. My brother Zheng guards such a big country but can’t even eat anything good. It’s really too hard for him.
I decided that from today on I would feed my charming ancestor well.
After dinner.
The First Emperor and Fusu slumped in their chairs, stroking their round bellies.
The First Emperor sighed, "I suddenly feel that I have eaten for nothing in this half of my life."
Fusu nodded, "Yes, this hot pot is really delicious. It would be great if I could eat it every day."
Cheng Xiaoxiao, who walked in with a watermelon, was a little amused and helpless when she heard this.
I eat hotpot every day, and I’m really afraid that your handsome face will be covered with “equipment”.
Cheng Xiaoxiao put the watermelon down, picked up two pieces and handed them to the First Emperor and Fusu, "Ancestors, have some watermelon."
She smiled and said, "This watermelon is perfect with hot pot. Come and try it."
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