Chapter 9 I always send everyone home!

Author: March

Chapter 9 I always send everyone home!

Of course, the First Emperor would not try a new unproven food himself.

Zhao Gao, the CRRC Mansion Order, naturally became a tasting clerk.

Zhao Gao did not hesitate and decisively swallowed the red peppers.

Then, the whole face, visible to the naked eye, turned red.

The refreshing benefits of eating chili peppers are not something that ordinary people dare to experience, especially in this era, most spices are mainly spicy, and there are few pure spicy foods like chili peppers.

It is a simple and straightforward stimulation to taste buds.

Spicy is pain, not taste.

Zhao Gao couldn't eat it, dared not vomit, chew, and swallow.

"You vomit..." Emperor First Emperor waved his hand when he noticed Zhao Gao's expression in Bengbu.

Zhao Gao then spit out half of the peppers and slowed down for a long time before expressing his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, this thing is extremely spicy. Maybe it is used to season it and eat it directly, which is unbearable for ordinary people." Zhao Gao felt his mouth so spicy that he felt numb. It seemed that it was already swollen, but he couldn't see it himself.

Zhao Gao couldn't see it, but Emperor Qin Shi could see it.

Even with the seriousness of Emperor Shin-Emperor, he couldn't help laughing, but as a master of expression management, Emperor Shin-Emperor just chuckled and waved: "Get out."

Zhao Gao hurriedly stepped back. Although he had spit out the peppers, he felt that his mouth was on fire and he wanted to drink water!

After Zhao Gao left, the First Emperor looked at the red pepper and remembered that the smile on Zhao Gao's swollen mouth could not be stopped.

Fortunately, Zhao Gao took it first.

"The taste is extremely spicy..." The First Emperor's face showed contemplation.

Finally, I couldn't help it, but when I remembered Zhao Gao's embarrassment, I just gently turned it off a small amount and put it into my mouth.

"Um……"

Not long after, Emperor Shi spit out the peppers in his mouth.

Pure spicy, not fragrant...

Curiosity about new species ends here!

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The next day, the sun rose!

The local government in Langya became busy again.

Although there are more than 400 crew members who have just returned, and most of the crew's tests have been lost, even if not lost, the test needs to be updated due to changes in age.

But I have to say that the administrative efficiency of Daqin is really high.

One morning passed, and a group of about 100 crew members had received new tests. After receiving the dry food travel fee, they said goodbye to Zhao Si one by one and prepared to return home.

After an afternoon, most of the people had already obtained the verification and were ready to leave.

There are dozens of people who cannot leave.

This group of people is in trouble, most of them have forgotten their hometowns.

Most of the boys and girls who followed Zhao Si to take the boat out to sea were boys and girls who grew up with Zhao Si.

Some children still remember their original hometown, home address, and family names. In the era of Daqin, which is committed to implementing population records, it is easy to find their original home as long as they remember these things.

Basically, as long as the people on the list are counted, whether they are relocation, division, death, or other situations, the local government has records.

What’s so bad is that a group of children have forgotten their hometowns when they grow up for various reasons. Some even forgot their original names, while others vaguely remember where their home is.

They longed to return home, but they left home at a young age. Now, the belief that originally supported them to cross the sea was that they suddenly realized that they had long forgotten where their home was.

Zhao Si is also registering his hometown and obtaining a new identity certificate.

Because his test was lost long ago, he did not test this thing when he broke through time.

I don't know where my home is...

"Hometown?" The official asked a formal question.

"Forgot..." Zhao Si answered honestly.

"When I went to sea, I encountered storms and hit my head, and I forgot everything." Zhao Si added.

The official frowned, and then registered Zhao Si's name and said, "You have to stay for a while in this situation."

Zhao Si's situation is not a very rare one. Many crew members completely forgot their hometown, which makes him, a time traveler, seem a little ordinary. He just forgot it cleaner than other crew members.

After returning, many crew members were packing their things and preparing to go back, and many crew members seemed to have packed up and were waiting for Zhao Si here.

"Brother!" A crew member grabbed Zhao Si's arm.

"Let's go!" Zhao Si kicked him in the butt.

Say goodbye one by one, leave one by one.

Some people are happy, some are sobbing, and some are reluctant to leave.

Due to the dual factors of gold fingers and psychological age, Zhao Si has been the backbone of most crew members since childhood.

Even later, they took the ship to sea and became their thought support.

In a strange place and above the sea, only Zhao Si is worthy of their entrusted life.

"Brother!" The thin and short Jing also stood in front of Zhao Si.

"Let's go!" Zhao Si rubbed Jing's head.

"Brother, I plan to stay for a while." Jing sat on Zhao Si's bed with a smile.

"I won't go home?" Zhao Si frowned.

"I still have brothers in my family. I have written a letter from my home and sent it from the post station. I want to be with me." Jing Kai said.

One person after another left, Jing knew that Zhao Si might be going to Xianyang City.

And he also knew that Zhao Si no longer remembers where his home was.

They have finished the long journey of returning home under Zhao Si's leadership, and Jing Xiang has followed Zhao Si for another journey.

"If you are not familiar with Xianyang City, you must have individuals to take care of yourself." Jing patted the bed and pointed to the neatly arranged jar on the side.

"And I promised to send everyone home before, I can't let my brother do this alone."

Zhao Si looked at the neatly arranged pottery jars, his eyes slightly dim.

Inside the clay pot, there are ashes.

There is no way, sailing at sea is the most afraid of plague. Besides, the journey is long and you can only cremate and cannot keep the entire body.

Each pottery jar contains bamboo sticks, and the corresponding hometown is recorded. The clothes they wore during their lifetime and the items they used in their daily life are underneath.

Of course, there are also some who do not remember where their hometown is, and they only ask Zhao Si to take them back to the Qin Dynasty and be buried in peace.

Zhao Si took away the crew and came to 900, and only more than four hundred survived, which was largely due to his golden finger.

But the remaining more than 500 people were left with only more than 200 urns.

There are also some unlucky guys who either fell into the water and couldn't even catch the body, or because the ship capsized and the urns were sunk into the sea with the ship.

Zhao Si did not feel much immersive about this era at the beginning.

Although it would be dead when expanding in Fuso, it was not that frequent.

On the contrary, more than 900 people who were taken out of the sea by Zhao Si probably died after such a long time.

The most terrible thing is that these guys are very confident about Zhao Si while they are together day and night.

At the beginning, Zhao Si just wanted to leave his own imprint in this special era, satisfy his adventurous psychology, and accomplish some unprecedented feats.

The crew themselves are also the objects of use.

Later, Zhao Si really wanted to take them home.

"Yes, I always have to send everyone home." Zhao Si looked at the remaining jar on the ground.

Among them, most of them have been taken away by the crew members who have returned home, and a small number of them have really no one to go along with the way, or have forgotten their specific hometown before they die.

There are more than fifty urns left, waiting for Zhao Si to deal with them.

Perhaps because of the effect of the golden finger, Zhao Si has a good memory. Every time he sees a name written on a bamboo stick tied to a jar, the corresponding picture can appear in his mind, as if that person is really alive.

In Zhao Si's memory.
Chapter completed!