Although the craftsmen heard it, no one moved.
Qipan turned around and looked at them.
"I think the gunpowder ratio needs to be adjusted again this time."
The craftsmen responded reluctantly and sparsely.
"I know, I know."
"Let's go back and revise it."
Seeing the craftsmen in such a state, Ying Yinman became furious.
She pulled out the whip and was about to hit the craftsmen.
"etc!"
Qi Pan reached out to stop him.
Ying Yinman: "National Master? Why are you stopping me? Let's whip them!"
"I wonder if they dare to be so negligent?!"
Originally, I saw Ying Yinman whipping her and wanting to beat them.
The craftsmen were still a little scared and shivered.
But when they saw Qi Pan stopped her, they became proud again.
Oh.
What national teacher?
He's just a greenhorn boy.
Don't even dare to move them.
When the craftsmen left, Ying Yinman angrily shook off Qi Pan's hand.
"Master, why are you stopping me? Why are you stopping me from beating them?"
Qi Pan was not annoyed by this, she just spoke in a strange tone.
"Don't bother with them, give them another chance."
"If they still dare to be perfunctory and not cherish it."
"Then don't blame me for being cruel."
The ratio of gunpowder can only be controlled by Zheng Ge.
There is no need for such disobedient people to exist.
After the craftsmen returned to their temporary residence, they did not immediately start researching and producing, or adjusting the ratio of gunpowder as usual.
Instead, they each found a place to sit down.
He called on the temporary chef to cook for them.
Everyone also wants delicious food and drinks.
It’s a bit more expensive.
Do what is difficult and what is rare.
The cook looked embarrassed: "This.....there is no beef. Beef cannot be eaten."
Craftsman: "What beef can't be eaten? Wasn't there beef a few days ago?"
Cook: "That was specially sent from the palace. It's for the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Craftsman: "Bullshit! I clearly ate it that day!"
"That's right, I ate it too, don't try to trick us."
"Stop hiding it and take out the beef."
"Exactly! The stir-fried beef from last time was quite delicious. Let me make another one."
"Hurry up, don't dawdle."
"You've delayed our research on gunpowder. Can you afford to compensate us?"
The look on the cook's face looked as if he was about to cry.
"The beef you ate last time was specially given to you by the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"It was the Imperial Master who specifically instructed us to teach us how to stir-fry."
"Let us prepare it and give it to you."
"There was only a little bit of beef. I gave it all to you, the Imperial Master and the Princess. I didn't have any left for myself."
After hearing this, the craftsmen all looked incredulous.
"fart!"
"The Imperial Master and the Princess want to eat beef. When is there no beef?"
"How could they possibly be willing to give up their beef and let us eat it all?"
"He must have eaten it secretly without our knowledge. He cooked it for himself and didn't let us see."
Cook: “Really not.”
"That's a dead cow. Eating beef is illegal in Daqin. Where did all that beef come from?"
The craftsmen didn't believe it.
"Don't be so silly with your mouth open."
"What do you mean by a dead cow? The Imperial Master and the Princess want to eat beef, so how can they not have beef?"
Even if you don't have it, you can still have it.
Dead cows can become dead again.
The craftsmen did not say the last two sentences.
But this is all known to everyone.
They just don’t believe that if the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess want to eat beef, their subordinates dare to stop them?
I’m afraid the cow has been slaughtered long ago and sent over?
Even if His Majesty knew, one is Her Royal Highness the Princess and the other is the Imperial Preceptor, how could he punish them for a cow?
That must be the cow's.
It was because it died at the wrong time.
Seeing that his words were unsuccessful, the cook prepared to go and report to Qi Pan and Ying Yinman.
Another cook held him back.
"What are you going to do? Just because of such a small matter, you have to go to the Imperial Master and the Princess?"
"Aren't you sincerely disturbing them?"
"Even if you find the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess, will they punish or blame these craftsmen for such a small matter?"
"In the end, we are the ones who suffer,"
"Alright, alright, less trouble is worse than more. I'll go and appease them."
"Go to the kitchen first and prepare the dishes."
The cook looked at his companion's back, hesitated for a long time, and then went into the kitchen.
When he brought out a dish, he saw his companion who had been trying to persuade him was pushed to the ground by a craftsman.
He rushed forward quickly.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing?"
Craftsman: "What? What do you think I'm doing?"
"Where's the beef we wanted?"
"That's right, where's the beef we ordered? Where have you been?"
Cook: "Beef? No, we told you we're out of beef."
The craftsman walked forward and took a look at the dish in the cook's hand.
When he found out it wasn't beef, he snatched the plate and threw it at the two chefs.
"What's that you got?"
"Is this the dish you're trying to fool us with? Ah, what kind of meat is this?"
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