"Here, here, here, come, Grandpa, look, this is rice."
Zhang Yuan picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice and handed it to Qin Shihuang.
Qin Shihuang looked at the white, crystal clear rice, and his pupils trembled slightly.
It’s so white.
"Grandfather, this is the rice we eat every day in later generations. I remember you mainly ate millet back then, right?"
"Well, there is also rice in the south of my Great Qin, but the output value is too small."
Qin Shihuang quickly regained his composure and started talking to Zhang Yuan.
Rice had been available in Daqin for a long time, but the output was too small for the common people to eat.
Zhang Yuan chuckled, "Grandfather, the rice here is different. The better soil can yield 1,000 kilograms per mu, and even the inferior soil can still yield around 500 kilograms."
"One thousand catties per mu?"
The First Emperor was shocked, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
"Why is the yield so high? How do you grow it? Could you teach me this method?"
Zhang Yuan wilted.
"Grandfather, you should buy it... As for the planting method, we can talk about it later."
He got so carried away by his success that he forgot that he couldn't sell the recipe yet.
[Hey, ancestor, I really want to give it to you, but I can't become fat in one go, so let's trade first!]
Qin Shihuang didn't think too much about it. From Zhang Yuan's thoughts, he could tell what the rules of this supermarket were.
Make it impossible for people in the future to pass on the method to him.
But there's no rush, he can wait.
"Okay, I want all your rice!"
"what else?"
Zhang Yuan thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at the potatoes in the corner and said to Qin Shihuang.
"Grandfather! Although we can't fully supply rice for the time being, we can supply potatoes!"
He picked up a potato and handed it to Qin Shi Huang with a smile.
Qin Shi Huang looked at the dirty potato in his hand and frowned.
"Can this be used to feed the people of the Qin Dynasty?"
Zhang Yuan nodded, "Of course! This is a magical item! It can easily yield a thousand kilograms per mu."
Qin Shi Huang: ....
My hand trembled.
Are foods in later generations measured in thousands of kilograms?
Crazy.
"Okay! I want all of this too!"
Knowing that Zhang Yuan could not give him the planting formula, Qin Shihuang did not ask any more questions this time.
Zhang Yuan sneaked up to the First Emperor and lowered his voice.
"Hey, ancestor, this thing is very easy to grow. Try cutting a potato into pieces and wait for it to sprout. Then, hey, you know what I mean, right?"
[This isn't a recipe tip, is it? Hahahaha!]
[With potatoes, everyone can eat, and then we can fight well!]
Qin Shi Huang's eyes lit up, and his hand holding the potato tightened involuntarily.
Just need to cut up the sprouts?
It must be taken back and grown well by Li Si.
If it really can weigh a thousand pounds.
That.....
It must be promoted extensively so that all the people in the Qin Dynasty can have enough food to eat.
Zhang Yuan walked around the grain area, pointed to the last row of shelves, and said to Qin Shihuang.
"Come on, Shi Huang, this is instant noodles, take a look."
Qin Shi Huang took the packet of pickled pepper beef noodles and turned it over and over in his hands.
"What is this?"
It doesn't look like food, the colors are really strange.
"This is essential food for marching and fighting! Look, I'll give you a pack to try."
As he spoke, Zhang Yuan took a pack of braised beef noodles, walked to the cashier, opened it, and filled it with hot water.
"You see, just put these packets in, add hot water, and wait two minutes."
"Two minutes?"
[Fuck, how do you explain this? Two breaths? An instant? Holy shit, I only know a cup of tea is fifteen minutes!]
[Do you mean to say it's up to you? ]
Before Zhang Yuan could think of what to say, Qin Shihuang had already nodded in understanding.
"I understand."
Karma? How do you know?
Zhang Yuan was speechless.
Forget it, that’s enough, let’s lift the lid.
After about 2 minutes, Zhang Yuan opened the lid.
A unique aroma of instant noodles filled the supermarket.
Qin Shihuang took a deep breath.
This instant noodle tastes so good, I don’t know if it tastes good.
Zhang Yuan used a fork to thoroughly mix the instant noodles and the seasoning packet.
He held the bowl of instant noodles and handed it to the First Emperor: "Come, come, old ancestor, have a try."
Qin Shihuang pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, took the bowl, made up his mind, and took a sip of noodles.
In an instant, the elasticity of the noodles and the aroma of the seasoning burst between your lips and teeth.
He was shocked again.
Just adding some hot water makes this thing so delicious.
Really....
Really!
It's amazing.
I really want to know how to make it.
Oh my god.
How satisfied his soldiers would be if they could eat this instant noodles during the march.
Qin Shi Huang couldn't help it and slurped up all the instant noodles in a few mouthfuls.
After finishing the noodles, he was still not satisfied and drank all the instant noodle soup.
This instant noodle is so delicious, he wants to eat more...
"How much instant noodles do you have? I want them all!"
With a wave of his hand, he generously took everything into his pocket.
Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "There are a lot! I will prepare them all for you in a while."
Hahaha, fortunately he knew in advance that it was another world, and he held the idea that it must be the Great Qin plane.
Now the entire warehouse is filled with these grains and instant food products.
Afterwards, Zhang Yuan introduced self-heating rice, small hot pot and other items to Qin Shihuang.
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