Ying Zheng handed the notebook in his hand back to Qi Pan.
"Sir, please keep this notebook."
"Hmm? Okay."
Qi Pan reached out to take the notebook, and seeing that Ying Zheng's eyes were still fixed on her notebook reluctantly, she couldn't help but ask.
"Why? Brother, do you like my notebook?"
"like."
Ying Zheng said, "Of course I like it."
This is paper, finely crafted paper from more than two thousand years later.
How could he not like it?
After thinking about it, Qi Pan opened the notebook, divided it into two halves, and tore it open.
"Hiss!"
One notebook, divided into two!
Zhao Gao, who was standing aside, watched this scene with his eyes wide open in shock!
His mouth opened into an O shape!
Sir, you actually tore up a perfectly good notebook?!
Ying Zheng looked at the torn book with a distressed look on his face. "Why did you tear it up, sir?"
"If you don't like it, just tell me and I'll buy it for you."
"Why...why do you want to..."
Before Ying Zheng could finish his words, Qi Pan handed him the half-torn book.
Qi Pan said, "I don't dislike it."
"It's just that I came in a hurry, so I only brought a notebook."
"I see you like it very much, but I wouldn't be willing to give it all to you."
"I have no choice but to tear it in half and give you half."
Ying Zheng was stunned. "You...you tore up this book, are you trying to give me half?"
"yes."
Qi Pan handed the larger half of the book that he had torn off to Ying Zheng.
"Here, this is for you."
Ying Zheng lowered his head and looked at the torn book in front of him.
The half of the book that the boy handed to him was obviously much thicker than the other half of the book she was holding.
"Thank you, sir."
The young man smiled and said, "Well, you're welcome. It's just a notebook."
"I'm willing to give you half."
Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Thank you very much, sir."
He took the notebook from the boy's hand and gently stroked the paper with a curled corner.
Then he carefully placed it in his arms.
"Besides milk tea, what else do you like to eat?"
"Do you have a favorite dessert? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"Hmm? Dessert."
Qi Pan thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there are some, such as mung bean cake, peach blossom cake, osmanthus cake, and sugar steamed cheese. I like all of them."
Thinking of a character in a TV series, Qi Pan asked again.
"Hey, brother, do you have crab cake?"
"I haven't eaten this yet. I don't know what it tastes like. I'm quite curious."
Crab roe pastry?
Ying Zheng asked doubtfully, "This... I've never heard of it."
Are there such pastries in the palace kitchen?
How come he hasn't heard of it?
Ying Zheng turned his head and glanced at Zhao Gao beside him. "Have you heard of this cake?"
"Do we have any here?"
this........
Zhao Gao frowned, racked his brains to think about it, and shook his head.
"Your Majesty... Ahem, that's definitely not the case. I've never even heard of it."
"Oh, it's okay, if there's nothing, then there's nothing."
Qi Pan waved his hand and smiled, "It was just a casual question."
"The weather has been a bit hot lately, so it's a good time to eat something that clears away heat and relieves summer heat."
"Brother, just take whatever you like. I'm not picky."
To clear away heat and relieve summer heat?
Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll help you find some desserts to clear away the heat when I get back."
"I'll send it to you tomorrow along with the milk tea."
"Okay! Thank you, brother!"
Qipan had a smile on his face.
Collect all the dried paper pastes and put them into the basket.
Qi Pan pointed to a basket and said, "Hey, brother, this basket is all for you."
"Remember to take it with you when you go back."
Looking at Ying Zheng's basket full of paper, warmth continued to rise in his heart.
"Okay, thank you sir!"
Ying Zheng ordered a guard to put the basket of paper on the carriage first.
Then he followed Qi Pan into the inn.
Qi Pan said, "Brother, please sit down first. I'll go upstairs and put this notebook away."
"good."
Qi Pan turned around and went upstairs, stuffing the remaining half of the notebook back into the suitcase.
.............
Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng sat behind the imperial desk and gave instructions to Zhao Gao who was standing beside him.
"Go and call the kitchen chef over."
"promise."
Zhao Gao hurried out of the hall.
Your Majesty really dotes on this gentleman.
If she says she wants milk tea, I will really make her milk tea.
If you want to eat some desserts to clear away heat and relieve summer heat, you really have to ask the kitchen staff to make the desserts.
As soon as he returned to the palace, he asked him to call the people from the kitchen over.
It really is......
well.
He fell out of favor.
Zhao Gao sighed secretly.
However, when he thought about the tables, chairs, tea sets and paper that Qi Pan took out, he really couldn't be jealous.
That person was from two thousand years in the future. Would he dare to be jealous? Would he dare to offend?
I dare not!
Not only did he not dare to offend her, he also had to find a way to please her!
He also wanted to find an opportunity to ask the gentleman about his affairs.
That gentleman said that he was very familiar with the affairs of the Qin Dynasty.
Then you must know him.
I wonder what he looked like in historical records?
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