As Zhang Yuan spoke, he demonstrated how to sit on a chair correctly.
Qin Shihuang followed Zhang Yuan's example and sat down on the stool on the other side.
As soon as he sat down, he immediately felt the benefits of the stool.
He touched the armrest joyfully, then bent down and touched the foot of the stool.
The urge to ask questions came back.
He gripped the armrests of the stool, his eyes filled with desire.
“How is this stool made?”
Zhang Yuan felt that stools and the like were not within the supermarket's business scope, so there was nothing wrong with telling Qin Shihuang about the process.
He asked Qin Shi Huang to wait, and then stood up and said, "Old Ancestor, please wait a moment. I will go find a way to make it for you."
[Time to get out my tablet! Hehe, I wonder if my ancestors will be shocked again?]
[I just like seeing the envious look in my ancestors' eyes, hehe.]
Qin Shihuang heard Zhang Yuan's thoughts again. He slowly tightened his grip on the armrest, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.
He didn't have the fruit knife at the moment, so how could he hear the voices of people in the future?
Could it be that...
His eyes fell on the armrests of the chair.
Gradually, I began to understand.
It seems that as long as you touch anything in this supermarket, you can hear Xiao Zhang's voice.
Interesting. It seems that the first step I take when entering a supermarket in the future is to pick up something in my hand and I will be able to hear Xiao Zhang’s inner thoughts.
After figuring out this key point, Qin Shihuang felt much more relaxed physically and mentally.
He continued to study the stool he was sitting on, while at the same time listening attentively to Zhang Yuan's thoughts.
[By the way, since history won't change just because I tell it, how should I tell our ancestors about the history of the Qin Dynasty today?]
Qin Shi Huang narrowed his eyes slightly.
The history of the Qin Dynasty?
Can Xiao Zhang tell me?
He rolled his dry throat unconsciously and wanted to ask right away.
At this time, Zhang Yuan had just finished searching for the information and handed the tablet to Qin Shihuang.
Qin Shi Huang's pupils dilated as he watched the images flashing before him.
A strange feeling came over me.
What on earth is this thing that can actually move by itself?
[Hahaha, I can tell from the old man's expression that he was shocked. Should I treat him to a movie next time?]
[As expected, modern technology is truly the fruit of wisdom.]
A hint of confusion flashed across Qin Shihuang's eyes.
Modern technology?
What is that?
"Xiao Zhang, why can this thing move by itself?"
Qin Shi Huang couldn't help it, he really couldn't help it, so he asked.
Zhang Yuan placed the tablet in front of Qin Shi Huang with a smile, and walked to his seat and sat down.
He picked up the milk-capped green tea in front of him and took two sips.
The fragrance of milk cap mixed with green tea goes straight into my heart, and my mood instantly becomes beautiful.
Zhang Yuan explained to Qin Shi Huang.
"Grandfather, this is the technology of our later generations, called a tablet."
"Should I explain to my grandparents how tablets work? I don't know either!"
Scratching his head, Zhang Yuan briefly introduced the tablet in two sentences.
"You can download and search a lot of things here. I'm not sure how the tablet works, so I'll just search for videos for you and you can take a look."
Zhang Yuan leaned forward, operated the tablet casually for a few times, typed in a string of words, and clicked search.
The next second, many videos rolled out.
He clicked on the video with the highest number of views to show Qin Shi Huang.
Qin Shi Huang watched the content played on the tablet very seriously.
Although it says something about chips, processors, memory, etc...
He doesn't understand anything.
I don’t know what these are.
But he understood one thing: technology in later generations was very advanced. They used electricity and the Internet to allow everyone to communicate through such a small thing.
Qin Shihuang couldn't help but think, what if the Qin Dynasty also had a tablet.
Then the message will be delivered faster.
Looking at the passion bursting out of Qin Shi Huang's eyes, Zhang Yuan, relying on his understanding of the emperor, immediately guessed what Qin Shi Huang was thinking.
He quickly interrupted Qin Shi Huang: "Grandfather, forget it. The Qin Empire has no internet or electricity. It's completely useless. Don't even think about using it to pass on messages. It's not reliable at all!"
That being said, Zhang Yuan did have a way in his mind to help Daqin quickly transmit information.
It's just not the time to say it yet.
He began to bring the subject back to the stool.
"Old Ancestor, time is running out. I'd better search for the method of making a stool for you first. That way, when you return, you can ask Daqin to make a stool. In this way, you won't have to sit cross-legged when you go to court in the future."
Qin Shihuang also knew that it was unrealistic to use such a tablet in the Qin Dynasty.
So he didn't force it and focused on memorizing how to make the stool.
The principle of the stool is easy to understand. After just one look, Qin Shihuang remembered the stool manufacturing process with his extraordinary memory.
Now I just need to go back to Daqin, find out the method of making stools, and teach them.
By the time Qin Shihuang finished watching the video, Zhang Yuan was so hungry that he felt dizzy.
Seeing the old man opposite put down the tablet, he breathed a sigh of relief and invited Qin Shihuang to eat.
"Grandfather, let's discuss something. Let's eat first and then talk after dinner."
Qin Shi Huang raised his eyebrows and nodded lightly.
His eyes fell on the food on the table.
It looked like another food he had never seen before, and he didn't know if it tasted as good as instant noodles.
He picked up the chopsticks and chose the boiled beef closest to him.
When he put the meat into his mouth, his face turned red instantly.
The eyes also dilated uncontrollably.
Of course it’s not because it’s delicious, it’s because it’s too spicy!
At this moment, Qin Shihuang felt that Zhang Yuan was probably a descendant of the Six Kingdoms, not his descendant.
His existence is to assassinate him.
On the other side, Zhang Yuan had already stood there in a daze.
Because he was going to eat the boiled beef himself!
He knew that there were no peppers during the Qin Dynasty, and his ancestors certainly had never eaten spicy food. However, as a native of Sichuan Province, he loved spicy food.
So he ordered a plate of boiled beef for himself, and Kung Pao Chicken and Fish-flavored Shredded Pork, which were good dishes with rice and not spicy, for Qin Shi Huang.
But before he could tell Qin Shi Huang, he saw his ancestor working on the boiled beef.
Zhang Yuan sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression becoming ferocious and his eyes becoming cold as he stared at Qin Shi Huang.
Zhang Yuan felt that his life was over...
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