Ying Yinman: "Why? I just heard you say with my own ears that you should kneel down and eat all the food on the ground."
"You don't dare to do that now? Are you going to go back on your word?"
The craftsmen who had gathered around to watch the fun no longer dared to speak.
The look of watching the fun disappeared from their faces.
When the two chefs saw Qi Pan and Ying Yinman, they quickly bowed.
"National Master, Her Royal Highness the Princess."
The cook who was kicked down was standing there with a limp.
He stared at the craftsman coldly with hopeful eyes.
“Kneel down!”
The craftsman was a little dissatisfied.
But he still suppressed his anger and knelt down to pick up the scattered vegetables on the ground.
Put it into your mouth bit by bit and swallow it into your stomach.
Some of the dishes were stained with dirt, and when the craftsmen put them into their mouths and chewed them, they made a crunching sound.
The craftsmen watching nearby hung their heads.
Hearing this sound, my teeth feel aching.
He stared at the craftsman as he ate all the scattered vegetables on the ground.
Qi Pancai said, "Eat whatever dishes are available."
"If you don't want to eat it, go study the ratio of gunpowder."
Her eyes swept over the surrounding craftsmen one by one.
Craftsmen: "Yes, Imperial Master."
The craftsman knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, blood oozing from his mouth: "It's... Imperial Master..."
When he was eating just now, there were a few stones that were quite large.
Stuffed it into his mouth along with the mixed vegetables.
His teeth were broken loose.
It is now teetering on the gums.
The two chefs felt less depressed when they saw the craftsman.
Especially the one who was kicked, he was so excited when he saw the craftsman's mouth full of blood.
snort.
Let you kick me.
Serves you right!
Only after Qi Pan and Ying Yinman left did the craftsman get up from the ground.
Other craftsmen who were familiar with him hurried over to support him.
"Pooh!"
The craftsman turned his head and spat a mouthful of blood foam onto the ground.
There was a tooth mixed in the blood foam.
He glared fiercely in the direction where Qi Pan and Ying Yinman left.
Even though he was angry, he didn't dare to say anything.
I could only curse madly in my heart.
The two chefs didn't stay any longer, picked up the plates on the ground and went into the kitchen.
When they finished preparing the meal and served it out again.
The craftsmen had already sat down on their chairs again.
The craftsman who had lost his teeth was also sitting among them.
The blood foam on the mouth has been cleaned.
Seeing the chefs bring out the dishes, the craftsmen looked at the dishes.
Although he was dissatisfied, he was still upset about the lack of beef.
But they didn't dare to do anything more.
But the mouth is still a little annoying.
The craftsmen said: "We had beef a few days ago, but today they say there is none."
"Humph! You must be trying to fool us."
The toothless craftsman, especially the two cooks, looked at them with his nose not nose and his eyes not eyes.
He would make a "tsk" sound every time a dish was served.
A face full of disgust.
After eating and drinking their fill, the craftsmen dispersed.
The two cooks, along with the palace maids who helped them, cleaned up the pots and pans.
The leftovers on the table were scattered all over the floor.
There were still some leftovers from the craftsmen's meals in the bowl.
The plate containing the food was even spitted with several mouthfuls of thick phlegm.
There was blood on the thick sputum.
It's obvious that it was vomited by a craftsman who had lost his teeth.
The cook suppressed his nausea and cleared the dish away.
I plan to keep this dish separate and use it to serve soup to the craftsman who lost his teeth.
Make him disgusting.
The craftsmen returned to their makeshift shelter.
There are large bunk beds inside.
The craftsmen sat together in a big circle and chatted.
One of the craftsmen said.
"Let's just come back and not study the gunpowder ratio."
"If the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess find out, they won't blame us, right?"
Craftsmen: "Tsk, look at you, you are just a coward."
"We've been researching for so long, but we haven't come up with anything."
"Even if the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess knew about this, what would happen?"
"Besides, it's not like we don't study anymore. We're just tired. Let's take a break first."
"After you have rested enough, you can continue your research."
The craftsman who asked the question earlier still had some hesitation on his face.
"Is this really not bad?"
"What if... the Imperial Master and the Princess blame me..."
Before he could finish, the other craftsmen interrupted him.
"What if? Where's the what if?"
"Even if we stop doing research, what can she do?"
"Could she still kill us?"
"He's just a state teacher, a fool seeking fame and reputation, a worthless idiot."
"I just don't believe she dares to kill us."
"We are His Majesty's men!"
"That's right. We are all His Majesty's people. How can she, a state teacher, control us?"
"I haven't told you yet. When I return to Xianyang, I will report them to His Majesty."
"They said they were researching gunpowder. After all this time, what have you come up with?"
"It's useless to see a spark and hear a noise."
"Perhaps this gunpowder was used by her to deceive His Majesty."
"That's right! Perhaps His Majesty is still being kept in the dark by her."
"When I return to Xianyang, I will definitely report this to His Majesty."
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