Chapter 2 Sharpening the Knife to Kill the Fat Sheep

Lu Zexu was awakened by the rich aroma.

Gurgle.

In the quiet night, every sound was very obvious.

Lu Zexu covered his stomach with one hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

As a prince, he always had the best application, but he had never smelled such a fragrant smell. He didn't know what kind of food this was.

He hadn't eaten for 12 hours.

Sang Yian glanced at him, "Don't look at it, you can't eat it if you look at it."

Lu Zexu felt that he was being rude, but the overbearing aroma still couldn't help but drill into his nose, "I can pay with silver."

Wow!

I?

It seems that she guessed right, this is indeed a little fat sheep!

Sang Yian immediately brought over the soft, glutinous and thick white rice porridge that had already been cooked. "It's not about eating free food. The injured are not worthy of eating hot pot, and can only drink porridge."

As the prince of Daliang, although he was not favored by his father, he was very particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation. From childhood to adulthood, he had never eaten such a simple meal!

He glanced at the hot pot that exuded an alluring aroma, and his mouth kept secreting saliva.

Sang Yian took a look and immediately went to the snack stand to get country eggs, pickled mustard tubers, ham sausage, chocolate, and a bottle of fat house happy water.

Her idea was very obvious, first feed the little fat sheep, and then start slaughtering.

"These taste very good, I guarantee you've never eaten them before."

At first, Lu Zexu didn't think much of it. He was the Crown Prince, and he had eaten all kinds of delicious things!

However, as soon as the egg entered his mouth, Lu Zexu unconsciously sped up the speed of moving his chopsticks. Eggs were not rare, but he had never eaten eggs that tasted this way.

And this magical little bag, it can actually prevent the soup from leaking?

Everything here is magical, something he has never seen before.

It is clearly night outside the window, but the room is as bright as day!

Is that a night-shining pearl above his head?

However, he has never seen such a bright night-shining pearl!

And this little pickled mustard, looks inconspicuous, but goes well with rice. If Daliang can also have these, then the generals and soldiers at the border can also eat better.

Lu Zexu's brain was working rapidly, and a bowl of white rice porridge was finished by him.

He took a sip of Fat House Happy Water, and the taste he had never tasted before hit his taste buds, making him stop thinking immediately.

He raised his head and drank two more sips before asking, "What kind of water is this? And where is this place?"

You've been waiting for this sentence. Sang Yian narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly. The villain in her heart had already drawn out her 40-meter sword and swung it at the little fat sheep.

"This is Coke, a drink."

"As for this place, it's a supermarket, you can think of it as a grocery store, it's a completely different world from your place."

"I'm the boss, everything in the store can be bought as long as you have money."

Lu Zexu looked at the first aid kit next to him, "Can the medicine you feed me be bought?"

Sang Yian was slightly stunned, she underestimated this little fat sheep, so young, but he was so sensitive!

In ancient times, the most scarce thing, besides food, was medicine!

"Can't I buy it?" Lu Zexu asked?

"Does your grocery store also sell medicine?" Sang Yian asked back.

"Uh... I have never been to a grocery store." Lu Zexu was a little embarrassed.

Sang Yian looked at him with sympathy, "You are too miserable, you are so old, but you have never been to a grocery store? What do you do every day?"

Lu Zexu: "Reading, practicing calligraphy, playing chess, riding a horse, archery, martial arts. Get up at

3 o'clock and go to bed at 11 o'clock! You will die suddenly if you do this, you know?"

Sang Yian was shocked, this little fat sheep's work and rest schedule is similar to her work.

"You are the prince, you are too miserable, aren't you? If you are so miserable, then the emperor is even more miserable?"

Lu Zexu was also shocked by her words, his brothers envied him for being the prince.

Moreover, no matter whether it was the court officials or the servants, they were in awe when they saw him, and no one had ever shown him a look of pity and sympathy.

Also, there is not a single prince who doesn't want to be the emperor, okay?

Why in her eyes, both the prince and the emperor are hard jobs?

He doubted his ears, was there something wrong, or did he hear it wrong, and couldn't help but confirm it again, "You said, being an emperor is miserable?"

Sang Yian said as a matter of course, "Isn't it miserable? I get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs."

"There are so many memorials to read every day, and so many things to deal with. No matter what I do, someone is watching me. Even the food I like cannot be eaten a few more times." "

The fucked-up thing is that I may be assassinated and my life is in danger."

"What's worse is that even if the emperor is so diligent and loves the people, once there is a natural disaster or man-made disaster, the emperor must issue an edict of guilt and admit his mistakes to the world, otherwise he will be considered a tyrant."

"Tell me, isn't being an emperor miserable?"

Lu Zexu was stunned, feeling that his three views had been hit unprecedentedly, and he was really convinced, "It seems, it is quite miserable."

Sang Yian smiled, "So, it is better to be a prince or princess. You can eat whatever you want, wear whatever you want, sleep as long as you want, go wherever you want, and no one cares about you. You are free!" "You don't

have to work every day, but you still get a salary. When there is something, the emperor makes the decision and the ministers execute it. They don't have to worry about it at all. This is simply my ideal life!"

Finally, Sang Yian concluded, "Only fools become emperors!"

Lu Zexu: It seems to make sense.

As an unfavored prince, he was always worried that his position would be lost.

These years, he was trembling and uneasy in the palace.

He tried his best to do everything well, just for a word of praise from his father, but his father rarely even saw him, let alone praised him.

There were countless hidden attacks inside and outside the palace. He was also assassinated during this hunt. If he had not been lucky enough to come here, he might have died.

Thinking about the days he had lived in the past few years, at this moment, Lu Zexu suddenly had an epiphany, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"Thank you for your advice, young lady. I am very grateful!"

Sang Yian blinked in confusion. What did she say?

Didn't she just complain about it because she watched too many ancient TV dramas?

Looking at the little sheep's sparkling eyes and the eager look, Sang Yian had a bad premonition. Would she teach the little sheep the wrong way?

Lu Zexu took off the jade pendant and said, "I don't have any silver on me. This is my jade pendant. Can you see what you can exchange for it?"

Sang Yian's attention was immediately diverted. She looked at the lustrous mutton-fat jade pendant and swallowed her saliva. This is a house in Beijing!

She waved her hand and said, "It's available in the store. You can take it."