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Chapter 77 Grease

Ying Zheng was distracted by this and almost forgot the purpose of his trip.

But of course he won't really forget.

Early the next morning, accompanied by Zhao Gao, he went to the prison where the Zhao nobles were imprisoned.

The reason why only Zhao Gao accompanied him was because Ying Zheng did not want anyone else to be present at this time.

It goes without saying what to do in the prison...

Ying Zheng felt extremely proud.

Seeing the group of nobles who had bullied their mother and son like dogs now become prisoners, crying and shouting in the hope that Ying Zheng could save their lives, the joy of having avenged a great revenge cannot be expressed in words.

It is said that the time when Ying Zheng was born was also very unfortunate.

He was born in the second year after the Changping War, and he was born in Zhao State.

Is this good enough?

Bai Qi killed 400,000 Zhao people in the Changping pit.

How many more than a million people in the State of Zhao have lost their children, husbands, fathers, and brothers?

They all hated the Qin people so much that they wanted to kill them.

Therefore, Ying Zheng's mother and son, who were serving as hostages in the Zhao Kingdom, became the target of their anger.

At that time, I was almost caught and torn alive.

Finally, considering that Ying Zheng was born as the prince of Qin, a living prince is always more useful than a dead prince.

So in the end he was left alive.

The mother and son were merely placed under house arrest within a limited area.

Ying Zheng grew up in such an environment. He was bullied since he was a child and even worried about his life all the time...

From this perspective, Ying Zheng’s life is a tragedy:

When he was born, he was worried about being killed by Zhao people.

When he succeeded to the throne at the age of thirteen, he was worried about being killed by Lu Buwei.

After finally regaining the power to govern, we have to worry about being assassinated by the Six Nations...

Having lived under the shadow of death his whole life, it is no wonder that he is suspicious, cruel and murderous by nature.

However, Ying Zheng felt happy at this moment. He went to the center of the prison and stood:

Mr. Shao Yuan, do you still remember that you made a move with me?

Zhao Xi, do you still remember the insult you gave me?

And that guy called Zhao Liang, the brother of the nephew of your seventh aunt and eighth grandma... Do you still remember that you owe me two cents?



After these remarks, the cries in the cell shook the sky and everyone's expression changed.

When everyone saw Ying Zheng like that, they knew that nothing good would happen next.

Sure enough, Ying Zheng had enough scolding and ordered:

"Search and capture his relatives one by one, without missing a single one."

"Everyone will be tricked in three days!"

Zhao Gao said yes, and then the matter was settled.

However, soon after Ying Zheng walked out of the cell, his high spirits quickly disappeared.

It was replaced by the usual restlessness.

Ying Zheng frowned and felt confused:

Why is this happening?

They are the same people who have bullied and threatened my life since I was a child.

As long as we catch them and kill them all, we should feel at ease, right?

But why...

Ying Zheng thought as he walked, and then he seemed to find the reason:

Keep it!

This guy must not be dead yet.

It won't be like this if we kill them all in three days!

This is why Ying Zheng came so impatiently after learning that Wang Jian had conquered Handan.

What Ying Zheng doesn't know is that this is a mental illness on his part, a shadow left by his childhood, which cannot be cured by killing, even if he kills those who caused the shadow.

At this moment, a ray of alluring fragrance suddenly hit me.

Ying Zheng looked up and unknowingly walked to the house where Shen Bing and his party were.

Ying Zheng sniffed hard.

Is it noodles?

No, noodles don't have this kind of flavor.

Ying Zheng looked at himself and saw that he was still in casual clothes. He no longer had any scruples. He took Zhao Gao and pushed the door open and asked:

"What is so fragrant?"

Shen Bing was flipping the pancakes in the wok. When he saw that it was still the horse seller from yesterday, he smiled and said:

"You're so lucky, you seem to be waiting outside the door."

"When something delicious comes, it will appear at the right time."

"Was the stone grinder still usable yesterday?"

Ying Zheng nodded hurriedly:

“Easy to use, easy to use.”

"It's just that the noodles... are not as simple as they look."

It turns out that Ying Zheng and his team looked very embarrassed when they were making noodles last night.

In the end, what was served to Wang Jian, Yang Duan and Sheng were more balls of dough.

But even this made Wang and Yang full of praise.

Shen Bing raised his head proudly:

"That's natural."

"Not everyone is good at making noodles."

"If there is too much water, it will be too soft; if there is too little water, it will be too hard."

"If the level is not good enough, it will inevitably happen that more water is added to the noodles and more water is added to the noodles."

Ying Zheng praised:

"Yes, yes, just add more noodles and more water."

Then he couldn't help but wipe his saliva, stared at the things in the wok and asked:

"Let's not talk about noodles, what are they?"

"It seems to be more delicious than the noodles."

Shen Bing flipped the cake skillfully with a pair of chopsticks in his left and right hands, and answered without raising his head:

"This is called scallion pancake. It's definitely more delicious than noodles."

"It took me a long time to wait!"

Cang answered:

"That's right, I'll make a new stone mill."

"Then I went to find some grease."

Ying Zheng stared at Shen Bing with wide eyes and disbelief:

"grease?"

"This... scallion pancake needs to be greased?"

No wonder Ying Zheng was surprised. Several cooking methods in the Qin Dynasty did not require oil.

Umami is cut into thin slices and eaten with sauce. This method is usually used on fish, that is, sashimi.

Roasting means roasting directly on the fire.

To boil is to throw it into a cauldron or a wok and boil it.

Other less commonly used methods include pickling called "pickling", dried meat called "preserved meat", and fermented meat sauce called "醢".

From the above, there is no need to use oil, and as mentioned before, the fat of this animal is used by wealthy families to light lamps.

So this really "took a lot of effort":

Ren went to the rich family's house and searched around, and finally got some grease for lighting the lamp...

All the nobles of Zhao State were arrested and their homes were confiscated, leaving only some things in an inconspicuous corner.

Shen Bing replied:

"But, if there is no grease, how can it have this fragrance?"

Then to see if the quality was almost the same, he placed it on a chopping board and cut it into several pieces with a bronze sword.

Ying Zheng also got a piece of it.

He couldn't wait to take a bite, and as soon as he entered his mouth, he let out a "hmm" sound of praise from his throat.

“Delicious, the best in the world!”

"Crispy and delicious, tough but not hard, fragrant..."

Then he looked at the bite area and exclaimed:

“How can such a thin cake be separated into several layers?”

"How to do……"

He couldn't say the next words because he couldn't wait to take another big bite.

Then he stuffed it all into his mouth like a hungry ghost, and when he was done, he licked his fingers with unfulfilled interest.

No one despises him, because everyone else eats and looks the same...

He patted his belly, took a drink, and said:

"Master Engineer, if we could have such delicious food every day."

"It won't be unfair if I entrust my life to you."

This seems to express Ren's inner feelings.

Before, he was still unhappy because he lost the opportunity to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious service because he joined the artillery division.

Now it seems... I am in the midst of blessings and don't know how to be blessed.

While everyone was sighing, a faint cry came from the direction of the cell.

Cang Duozuo said:

"They're afraid they don't have a few days to live, so just cry hard!"

"How can it be so easy to get away after offending your Majesty?"


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