"What is this? Why did it fall from the sky?"
Zhang Han scratched his head, feeling somewhat puzzled. "This... I don't know. Maybe it was the immortal who took action to protect you from the assassin's sneak attack."
As if in response to his guess, another wooden stick fell from the sky.
It hit the Hun spy on the head again, and the spy foamed at the mouth.
Prince Fusu did not believe this unfounded guess, but looked at the hills on both sides, "Maybe it rolled down from the mountain..."
The deputy general standing next to Prince Fusu was about to respond when he was suddenly shaken and fell down.
Zhang Han hurriedly checked it.
Thinking of the recent meals, his eyes turned red, "Sir, the deputy general fainted from hunger!"
Recalling the usual times, a soldier beside him also said: "Every time millet porridge was distributed, the deputy general was always the last one to be distributed, and sometimes he could not even get a few mouthfuls."
The younger soldiers couldn't hold back their tears and choked up as they said, "Yes, the deputy general always gives in to us."
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"Once, I saw the deputy general sneaking around in the middle of the night. When I approached him, I found that he was... gnawing on tree bark..."
I didn't expect the deputy general would be so selfless in private.
Prince Fusu was so moved that he took off the water bottle from his waist.
He personally handed it to the deputy general's mouth and let him drink some water to fill his stomach first.
Looking at the deputy general who used to be strong and muscular, he is now thin and emaciated due to hunger.
There were also Qin soldiers around who were starving and skinny.
Prince Fusu was extremely sad.
This is only the frontier when there is food and harvest.
When Mars guards the star and there are consecutive droughts and disasters, what will the situation be like in the Qin Dynasty?
When I think about what I will see after death, I feel blessed.
Prince Fusu knelt down suddenly and bowed devoutly towards the top of the mountain. "If there really is an immortal passing by, I will pray to him today. I wonder if he can grant me food and provide a way out for the future of Daqin."
As soon as the words fell.
A pile of rice clumps rolled down in front of Fusu one after another.
Zhang Han held the rice ball that fell from the sky, his voice trembling with excitement, "Sir, it's... it's rice!"
The rice was as white as snow, and each grain was distinct.
The staple food of the Qin Dynasty was millet, which is yellow millet.
If you want to eat rice, you must use a pestle and mortar to pound the rice.
That is to say, the husk of rice is rubbed off manually.
In Daqin, adult women were only allowed to remove a small bowl of rice husks a day.
Even the city of Xianyang might not be able to produce so much rice at once.
"Quickly dissolve the rice in water and feed it to the deputy general." Fusu ordered.
Zhang Han took out the utensils he carried with him with trembling hands.
Don't put too much, just a small half of the rice in.
Add water and stir, and the rice will become porridge.
The aroma of rice lingers in the air.
The accompanying soldiers kept swallowing their saliva.
I don’t know how much better rice tastes than millet porridge.
When the rice porridge was ready, he forced the deputy general to drink it.
After breathing a sigh of relief.
Prince Fusu tidied his clothes carefully.
Then, he bowed devoutly towards the top of the mountain, "Fusu thanks the immortal for the meal."
The Qin army followed Fusu and knelt down one after another, saying excitedly, "Thank you, Immortal, for the food!"
This is?
When he stood up, Fusu suddenly saw something shining.
"Zhang Han, let's go around the mountain and take a look."
Prince Fusu took a few people and took a detour to the cliff.
I saw a tall bronze mirror stuck on the cliff.
Several blue boxes fell out of the mirror and rolled down the hill.
Cut frozen meat...
Red and green blocks...
Just like that, it fell out of the mirror right in front of them.
"Quick! Move the immortal's mirror over here, before it gets broken!"
Prince Fusu pulled his sleeves tightly in excitement.
It’s really a treasure!
With the immortal's magic mirror, his Great Qin will be saved!
The mirror was moved, and suddenly things stopped falling. "Sir, the food given by the immortal seems to have stopped!"
Zhang Han slapped his head and suddenly remembered, "Could it be that the immortal needs offerings? But I don't have anything prepared for the offering now."
Hearing this, Prince Fusu took out a string of Qin Banliang from his waist and handed it to the mirror.
"Would you like me to bring the precious mirror back to help the people of Daqin? I will definitely use the precious mirror to achieve peace and tranquility in the sea and rivers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Banliang disappeared in an instant.
Zhang Han was so excited that he danced with joy, "The Immortal has accepted the offering from the eldest son! God bless the Qin!"
Prince Fusu leaned over and gently wiped the mirror with his sleeve.
When there was no trace of dust left, he said, "Escort the mirror back to the city."
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After struggling for most of the day, the mirror was like an insatiable glutton.
Just when she was about to stop trying, something suddenly rolled down at her feet.
Li Rongrong picked it up and, with her experience as an archaeologist, she recognized it as a string of Qin Banliang coins.
And it was not an ordinary Qin Ban Liang. The ordinary Qin Ban Liang was made of bronze and was a lower-grade coin, but the one in her hand was made of gold.
They were all rewards from the emperor or gifts from nobles to each other.
Very few of them have survived to the present day. Things like this are usually either in museums or hidden underground. Why would they be spit out by the mirror?
In order to verify the authenticity and origin of the Qin Ban Liang, she directly took out her own set of archaeological tools.
This string of Qin Banliang coins is protruding, narrow and slightly curved, and is neat inside and out without any protrusions.
And because the Qin Dynasty could not achieve perfection, the weight of each Qin Banliang coin was different.
But every piece in this string is surprisingly consistent!
With a nervous mood, she checked the whole string of Qin Banliang coins.
She then came to a conclusion:
This string of Qin Ban Liang seems to be real! And it is not from an existing museum!
Li Rongrong squatted in front of the mirror and poked the mirror surface, which had returned to normal, with her index finger, trying to communicate with the mirror: "So this is the reward you gave me?"
The mirror shook and she seemed to see a flash of white sleeves.
Then, Li Rongrong found a box and carefully put away the string of Qin Banliang.
The matter of the mirror was so unbelievable that she planned to study it further.
Especially where did the things she threw in go? And why did Qin Banliang spit out from the mirror?
Could it be possible that the mirror could be used to exchange items?
Li Rongrong's mind was full of thoughts. She opened the curtains and saw that the sky outside was already turning white.
Feeling sleepy, she decided to go upstairs to take a nap and try the mirror's function tomorrow.
In the picture she couldn't see.
Prince Fusu happened to be bringing his men back with a shipment of grain and fodder.
Meng Tian, who was staying at the Great Wall, came over in a hurry, "Sir, did you succeed in receiving the food and grass?"
Seeing Meng Tian like this, he felt ashamed, "This... Fusu failed to live up to General Meng's trust. He only brought back less than one-third of the food and grass, and the rest was burned by the Xiongnu."
"There is less than one-third of the food and grass left? What should I do?" Meng Tian paced back and forth anxiously.
After pacing for a few circles, he could only sigh helplessly, "Forget it... The news from the front line was transmitted too late, it's not the eldest master's fault."
"However, Fusu brought back a treasure given by an immortal. General, would you like to go with us to see it?"
Although Meng Tian was puzzled, he wondered what treasure could be more urgent than the need for food and fodder.
But since Prince Fusu invited him, he had to go.
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