[This is a cell phone! You wouldn't understand even if I told you!]
"The phone has power."
This is the only explanation Zhang Yuan could give.
Qin Shi Huang was puzzled again: "What is electricity?"
Zhang Yuan: ....
Oh no, let’s dig a hole and bury him.
Forget it, let’s change the subject.
"Grandpa, can you put down the fruit knife? I'll show you around my supermarket."
[Don't hit me! My supermarket has rice! White rice! And salt! Shiny, shiny salt!]
[Don’t you need these things? Don’t you need them?]
When Qin Shihuang heard Zhang Yuan's thoughts, his expression flickered and his hand loosened a little.
Zhang Yuan quickly dodged the knife.
"What did you just say?"
Qin Shihuang asked Zhang Yuan tentatively.
Zhang Yuan scratched his head: "I said I would show you around the supermarket!"
Qin Shi Huang understood that the person in front of him who claimed to be from later generations had no idea that he could hear his voice.
He wondered why he could hear his inner voice.
What just happened?
Qin Shi Huang began to recall in his mind that when he first came in, he did not hear what this person was thinking.
When did it start?
It seemed to have started when he got this dagger.
Could it be that...
Qin Shi Huang approached the cash register and placed the dagger in front of his eyes.
He asked again tentatively: "What did you just say this place is called?"
“Supermarket, supermarket!”
“It’s a place that sells lots of good stuff.”
Zhang Yuan was helpless. He began to doubt whether his ancestor was fake and why he liked to ask the same questions over and over again.
This time, Qin Shihuang did not hear Zhang Yuan's voice.
He waited for a while, and sure enough, he didn't hear the man's voice.
Given how nagging the person in front of me is, it's impossible not to complain in my heart.
Then the problem must be with this dagger.
Qin Shi Huang's eyes flashed with understanding, and he picked up the dagger again.
Zhang Yuan: ....
Why did you pick it up again?
It never ends, right?
[I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. Are you messing with my mentality, ancestor?! Put down the fruit knife!]
[I! Zhang! Rex! Yuan! I order you to put it down!]
Qin Shi Huang: ....
It’s so noisy.
"Don't be impatient, I want to ask you a few questions."
Qin Shihuang, holding the dagger, is now eager to know whether the so-called afterlife of the person in front of him is true.
If it is really the future, then they should be the people of his Great Qin.
Definitely know the history.
Zhang Yuan met the Qin Shi Huang's eagle eyes and understood immediately.
The First Emperor must want to ask about the Qin Dynasty.
After all, the First Emperor's scroll is famous.
I'm screwed. How should I respond?
"How many generations into the Great Qin Dynasty is it now?"
Qin Shihuang's first question left Zhang Yuan at a loss for words.
It’s true.
His ancestors were so ambitious about their careers.
[How many generations? How many generations? It's the 21st century now.]
"Ancestor, this is modern society, your Great Qin is gone."
Zhang Yuan could only choose to answer this way.
Qin Shihuang's grip tightened immediately, and he slammed the cash register angrily.
"What?"
"My Great Qin is gone!?"
[Not only is the Qin Dynasty gone, but even the Qing Dynasty is gone...]
Qing Dynasty? What is that?
The First Emperor was puzzled, but he was not going to reveal the fact that he could hear Zhang Yuan's thoughts.
He continued to ask: "Then do you know when my Great Qin fell?"
Zhang Yuan didn't dare to answer this question.
He was afraid that if he told Qin Shi Huang, he would destroy his supermarket.
With a bitter face, he thought for a moment: "Well, ancestor, how about I take you to the supermarket first?"
[Oh my god, how am I supposed to answer this question about murder? Should I just tell my ancestors, and your Great Qin II will be dead?]
When Qin Shi Huang heard that his great emperor, the second emperor of Qin, had died, he almost fell down on the spot.
His Daqin...
Death in the second generation?
Fusu!
Fusu actually!
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Qin Shihuang's eyes.
It seems that Fusu and that old man Chunyu Yue have learned a lot and have become confused, which has led to the demise of the Second Emperor of Qin.
After returning, he must let Fusu leave Chunyu Yue.
"Okay, then I'll take a look at your supermarket."
Although I wanted to know more about the Qin Dynasty, I felt nervous seeing this person from later generations in front of me.
Qin Shihuang did not rush to ask further questions, but chose to take a look at this so-called supermarket first.
After getting Qin Shihuang's consent, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
finally.
The great pressure exerted by the First Emperor is not to be underestimated.
He was really panicked.
I really want to tell you everything, but...
He now doesn't know whether changing China's history will have any impact.
All those previous claims about giving maps were just talk, but I really saw historical figures.
He was still a little undecided whether he should say it or not.
What if the course of history was changed and he disappeared on the spot?
He doesn't want to yet.
"Come, ancestor, follow me and I will show you the salt and rice."
Zhang Yuan walked quickly towards the food area. Because the supermarket could travel to another world, he had specially separated an area behind the supermarket shelves to serve as the food area.
After all, if it were the Qin Dynasty, there would definitely be a shortage of food.
Qin Shihuang followed Zhang Yuan and walked towards the grain area.
Seeing the salt as fine as sand in front of him, his breath was taken away.
His eyes were full of passion. He pushed Zhang Yuan aside and grabbed a handful of salt with his hand.
Feel the smooth, silky salt passing through your hands.
Qin Shihuang's heartbeat quickened.
"How did you make this salt so fine?"
At that time, the Qin Dynasty only had coarse salt. When Qin Shi Huang saw the refined salt of later generations, he was really excited.
Eager to know how to do it.
Zhang Yuan: Oh no, I’m sorry to disappoint you.
I don’t know!
"System, can I search for the method of making refined salt and submit it to the ancestor?"
[Host! No! I need to trade energy! Otherwise, you won't be able to open the door! If you want to cause trouble, leave it for later.]
Well, the system doesn’t agree to teach you how to do it.
He had no choice.
However, Zhang Yuan also captured another key word of the system.
You can make trouble later!
OK! Arrange!
Now it’s better to trade obediently.
"Old Ancestor, I don't know either, but you can trade with me and buy all these things back."
[I'm sorry, Master Shi Huang, it's not the right time yet. Once our trading volume increases, maybe I can teach you!]
【Alas...melancholy.】
Qin Shihuang was a little disappointed at first, but after hearing Zhang Yuan's voice, he was revived.
The number of transactions has increased?
OK.
"I want all the salt here!"
Then buy more! Now he doesn’t know how to make it, he can take it back and let Li Si and others study it.
If you can’t figure it out, then trade more.
"What else? Show me again."
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