The cattle are more expensive than people in Qin!

There are special laws to protect and county officials to serve.

If the cow loses weight, the responsible minor official will be flogged.

If the cow doesn't give birth to a cub, the minor official will also be flogged.

"This...this..."

Qin Shihuang stared at the hot pot blankly, stunned.

Is this hot pot?

Look at these ingredients, there are so many!

There are also many fresh green vegetables stained with water droplets.

Now in the middle of winter, even Qin Shihuang can’t eat a few green vegetables.

It's nothing more than Lai Chia and tender lotus root.

Where did Zhuocao come from?

"How to eat this hot pot...?"

Meng Yi wiped his saliva.

It smells so good!

Zhuo Cao looked at Meng Yi, a little displeased.

"Where did you find this manager?"

"No rules at all?"

"I don't know if I have to stand and serve?"

In fact, Zhuo Cao is not a rule-abiding person.

It was just that I could tell you at my own house.

Without saying a word, waiting for others to serve.

how?

Are you the head of the family?

Such a big stand?

"Ahem!"

Qin Shihuang waved his hand.

"He has known me for many years."

"Thanks to him over the years, we have today."

"Is he who broke you?"

Meng Yi:...

He almost cried.

He was loyal to the Montessus for three generations.

Since his eldest father Meng Ao started, he was the Shangqing.

Looking at Qin, who mentioned that the Montessus would not give a thumbs up?

When did you suffer this grievance?

"Ahem!"

"Forget it, then you just sit and eat."

"Thank you, Young Master."

Meng Yi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

Zhuocao picked up a large piece of mutton and put it in a soup pot.

What I ate was umami flavor of mutton.

If it is dipped in chili sauce, what else is it?

After simmering for a while, I took it out directly.

Smelling the scent of the smell, I couldn't help but chewing it in big mouthfuls.

"Don't stand there, move your chopsticks."

"I know you haven't eaten hot pot before, so I have served you sauce."

"Eat this mutton first, it will be the most nourishing thing in the winter."

"Lianping, come and warm two pots of rice wine."

"only!"

Lianping immediately bowed and left.

“Rice wine?”

"Similar to Chujiu."

Qin Shihuang suddenly realized.

The history of rice wine is quite long.

In fact, liquor has not been popular for a long time.

The wines that the ancients drank were actually not high.

Just like now, I can only die of six or seven degrees.

The rice wine produced by Zhuo Cao is much more fragrant than theirs.

Moreover, they are more receptive.

...

After knowing how to eat it, Qin Shihuang couldn't wait to move his chopsticks.

I put two slices of mutton first and my eyes shone.

This way of eating is really fresh!

Meals are easy to cool down in the middle of winter.

In the palace, sometimes the meal becomes cold when served.

If you have hot pot here, it can be hot.

"Are you hungry?"

"Seeing that you are so greedy, I probably haven't eaten meat in more than ten years."

"By the way, why are you a fat person now?"

"In the portrait, you are much thinner than you are now."

fat?

Qin Shihuang was amused and crying.

It’s a good thing to be fat these days!

Being able to gain weight means that your family is well-off.

Ordinary Guizhou heads are like hemp rods.

"Guanseng, are you talking to your father like that?"

Qin Shihuang himself is also a father.

Since the fake play is really done, we have to teach Zhuo Cao a good lesson.

"What's wrong?"

"If you weren't my husband, you would have hung you on a tree."

"After walking around for more than ten years, how can I say it?"

Zhuo Cao viciously picked up a piece of his waist and chewed it hard.

With a fierce look, Meng Yi's back felt cold.
Chapter completed!