Qin Shihuang's eagle eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't understand why Zhang Yuan asked this.
He nodded according to his heart: "Well, go ahead."
[Tsk tsk, I really can't bear it. What if the ancestor finds out what this is and vomits?]
vomit! ?
The First Emperor suddenly had a bad feeling.
I always feel that the answer may not be what he wants to know.
But the First Emperor, who had a strong thirst for knowledge, could not say no.
He was mentally prepared that no matter what this thing was, he must not spit it out.
However, when Zhang Yuan gave his answer, Qin Shihuang couldn't help feeling a little nauseous.
"Grandfather, this is called duck intestines, which means the intestines of ducks. You know where ducks poop, right?"
Qin Shi Huang: ...
Is there no art of language in later generations?
Do you have to be so straightforward?
The visuals are so strong that I can't help myself.
Putting down his chopsticks, the First Emperor looked numb.
"I'm full, Xiao Zhang, let's trade first."
Zhang Yuan blinked in confusion. Why did the topic change so quickly?
"No, I haven't even mentioned that tripe is the stomach of a cow and rabbit kidneys are the place where male rabbits have sex."
[Ah, every time the old man changes the subject, it always happens so unexpectedly.]
Something in Qin Shihuang's head suddenly snapped.
He quickly stood up, rushed to the supermarket entrance, and started vomiting violently.
What did he just eat?
Crazy, crazy.
Are the appetites of later generations all so unique?
Are these offal really edible?
After Qin Shihuang finished vomiting, he took a sip of his drink and looked at the pile of offal on the table.
I don't know why, but it doesn't seem so hard to accept anymore.
Although it is disgusting to go into the water, it tastes really good!
Zhang Yuan held the orange juice in one hand and patted Qin Shihuang's back with the other.
It hurts.
And a little funny.
[Why did the old man look at the water with such a tangled look? Hahaha, did you really think I couldn't see that you like to eat?]
Qin Shi Huang: ....
Sooner or later, Xiao Zhang will be pissed off to death.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and turned back to Zhang Yuan with a serious face and said, "Let's trade."
Zhang Yuan nodded, put the orange juice back on the table, and took the First Emperor to move the goods.
Rice, salt, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and instant noodles are essential every day.
In addition to daily necessities, Zhang Yuan would also introduce new things to Qin Shihuang.
Today we are mainly promoting toilet paper and flashlights.
"Come on, ancestor, this thing is called toilet paper."
Qin Shihuang touched the soft paper in his hand and was very confused.
"Toilet paper? Is it also used for writing? Why is it so soft?"
The texture of the paper is completely different from before.
Zhang Yuan shook his head and explained: "No, this thing... um... can be used to wipe your butt, wipe your mouth!"
"For example, when you go to the toilet now, you all use bamboo or wooden pieces to wipe. Those things can't wipe clean, and it hurts. If you use them for a long time, you will get hemorrhoids, which means pimples on your buttocks."
The First Emperor felt like he was shot in the heart.
He seems to have the hemorrhoids that Zhang Yuan mentioned?
When Qin Shi Huang heard that such soft paper could be used to wipe one's butt or something, he thought it was a waste of material and was reluctant to use it.
But now thinking of that hemorrhoid, the First Emperor made a decision.
"Buy them all! I want as many as you can get!"
[Ah, the old man's expression makes me think I was right. It seems that bamboo strips are really not worth using.]
Qin Shi Huang: ...
With a stern face, he stuffed the tissue back into Zhang Yuan's hand in a serious manner.
Zhang Yuan had become accustomed to his ancestor's occasional facial expressions, which he classified as a unique form of expression for the emperor.
Next, Zhang Yuan took a flashlight and handed it to Qin Shihuang, and held another in his hand.
"Come here, ancestor, let me show you this. Put your hand here and push up."
After the flashlight was pushed up, the light immediately became brighter.
The First Emperor stared with surprise on his face.
He quickly followed suit and pushed up the button of the flashlight. In an instant, light appeared from the flashlight in his hand.
The First Emperor's heart was pounding.
With this thing, he no longer needs an oil lamp when he stays up late at night to review documents.
And the light effect is much better than that of an oil lamp.
He grabbed Zhang Yuan's hand and asked anxiously, "How much of this do you have left? Can you give me some more?"
If there were more, he could prepare some for Li Si, Fusu and everyone else.
Everyone can stay up late at night to handle official business.
[Oh my god, is the old man preparing for internal competition again... He even asked me how much I have, isn't he planning to arrange for others as well?]
[I guess no one except Li Si would be happy.]
It must be said that Zhang Yuan knew a lot about Qin Shi Huang.
His inner voice has proved everything.
Qin Shihuang was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do because the Qin Dynasty was so short of talents.
He divides the resources of all those who can be used into several parts.
What can he do?
Zhang Yuan was helpless. He patted his chest and assured Qin Shi Huang: "Don't worry, my ancestor. I have prepared this for you. I guarantee it will work."
"This thing lights up because of what you call electricity, right?"
The First Emperor has always been curious about electricity, but Zhang Yuan in front of him could not explain it to him, and he could not understand the videos he searched for.
It’s not that Zhang Yuan doesn’t want to explain, but he doesn’t know how to explain it.
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