The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Yes." Yingyu said thoughtfully.

This is indeed the case. Not only does Shangwen listen to himself in advance of policy analysis, he also teaches himself how to do it. If you do it yourself, you can't think of these at all. Thinking of this, Yingyu suddenly said "Thank you."

And Shang Wen was busy again at this time.

"What did you say?" Shang Wen was busy signing the order and didn't hear what Yingyu said.

"Oh, nothing." Ying Yu said quickly.

"Oh." Shang Wen said after getting a reply.

"Right. This is a sum of 100,000 gold. It is used by the government to purchase your deposit in the area south of the Qilian Mountains. We will calculate the rest after the measurement. What do you think?" Shang Wen said and took out one. A copy of the land purchase document was handed to Yingyu.

"Oh. You figure it out, you do it, I believe you." Ying Yu said.

"That's good." Shang Wen said.

"Then I'll go first." Yingyu was thinking about one thing at this time, that is, it is time to make up for this idiot. Ying Yu saw that Shang Wen was much thinner.

Shang Wen bowed his head and continued to work.

"Hey, Meier, what do you think is the most replenishing body?" Yingyu asked the maid next to him.

"This, princess, this, this." Meier hesitated.

"Oh, you are about to die of my urgency. Say it quickly." Yingyu said anxiously.

"I think it's better to cook chicken soup. Chicken soup tastes the most delicious. Fish soup is too fishy. So is the sheep soup." Meier said.

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's chicken soup. My principal is going to cook the chicken soup himself." Yingyu stood up excitedly and said.

"Ah." Meier cried out in surprise.

Subsequently, the blood was splashed everywhere in the palace garden where Yingyu lived. People who didn't know thought that there was a serious fight here, but Yingyu was actually killing chickens. Ying Yu, who had been trained in killing enemies, knew that there were so many rules for killing chickens, and even ordered someone to catch a chicken and chop off his head with a sword. That's not counting. With the rise of Ying Yuwan, he even released the chicken, showing off his swordsmanship.

The slain chicken flees. After the stabbing, chicken feathers splashed with blood. Meier looked helplessly. This is not killing chickens. Although Meier persuaded several times. But Yingyu has decided. Looking at the dead chickens flying all over the floor. Meier finally persuaded her.

"Princess, chickens are not killed like this." Meier said.

"Ah." Ying Yu shouted blankly.

Fortunately, Meier did this when she was a child, so she took a knife to demonstrate. And Yingyu only glanced at it and said, "Killing a chicken is so troublesome." Helpless. Had to let Meier do it for her.

After the chicken is processed. Yingyu actually grabbed the chicken and put it in a clay pot.

"Princess, what is this for?" Meier asked in a low voice.

"Soup. Isn't it like that? Put it on the fire and cook it?" Yingyu asked. Meier wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. In the end, Meier demonstrated it once, and Yingyu realized that boiling soup turned out to be so difficult. However, thinking of Shang Wen's increasingly thin body. Yingyu felt that something should be done.

After a lot of hard work, although many of the ingredients were not made by herself, she still watched the soup in person. This time is very long. Yingyu himself felt that there were two hours.

"Boom." Yingyu kicked open Shangwen's door.

"It's all so late. If you go back late, the palace gate will be closed." Shang Wen continued to deal with the official document, burying his head.

"Hey. See what I have done for you. I cooked the chicken soup myself." Yingyu said, holding the food box.

"Oh." Shang Wen quickly waved the pen in his hand and said. He has to deal with some matters in advance, and these foods must be prepared before he visits South Korea, especially road issues. If Qin and South Korea want to maintain good trade, road issues must be resolved first.

"Let's taste it, it's still hot now, it won't taste good when it gets cold." Yingyu said to Shang Wensheng personally.

"En." Shang Wen put down the pen in his hand and stood up.

"Chicken soup?" Shang Wen asked questioningly.

"Yeah. How? Surprise. Unexpectedly, the eldest princess of Da Qin will cook chicken soup too." Ying Yu said happily.

"I am a vegetarian now," Shang Wen said.

"What do you pay attention to." Yingyu didn't understand what Shang Wen said.

"I don't eat meat." Shang Wen said.

"What?" Ying Yu asked.

"I don't eat meat. When I went to the north for the first time, the battlefield was too bloody. At that time I didn't stop eating meat." Shang Wen said.

"What! You, you said you don't eat meat, I wasted so much effort." Yingyu said anxiously.

"You know that people kill chickens and add soup and ingredients for the soup. I also specially added ginseng for you. What I want is to replenish your body." Yingyu said anxiously.

Shang Wen wanted to say something, but Ying Yu said.

"For you, a white-eyed wolf, I have waited patiently for two hours." Yingyu said complainingly.

"Ah. Then, thank you so much. Can't I drink it?" Shang Wen said, trying to pick up the bowl. As a result, Yingyu took the lead.

"Drink, drink to death for you." As he said, even the bowl with soup was sprinkled on Shang Wen.

"Now you are satisfied," Shang Wen said.

"Huh." Ying Yu said angrily.

Shang Wen shrugged helplessly.

"You don't eat meat, and don't say a word. The victim spent more than two hours for you." Yingyu felt very wronged when she thought of her painstaking efforts. I finally boiled chicken soup for this white-eyed wolf to drink. did not expect. Don't even eat meat. I'm furious.

"It won't take so long to cook chicken soup! I remember people can do it in an hour or two with a pressure cooker." Shang Wen asked suspiciously.

"You." Ying Yu pointed at Shang Wen's head with her finger and said.

"You white-eyed wolf." After speaking, he walked out the door.

"Does it really take that long?" Shang Wen asked.

"Boom." Yingyu kicked the door again. He picked up the chicken soup and put it in the food box and walked out. Don't you drink the chicken soup I made myself. Some people drink. When Yingyu went out, he thought that the white-eyed wolf could not be cheap. Since this idiot doesn't drink. It is better to dedicate it to your father. Yingyu has never been a good loser business.

"Sigh." Shang Wen sighed as Yingyu looked out.

"Oh, I remember. At this time, what kind of pressure cooker is there." Shang Wen said, patting his head. Only now did Ying Yu make such a fuss, and Shang Wen understood.

Then Shang Wen hurried to the design drawings. Shang Wen went to Wenyang Arsenal in person. There are stamping machines and various materials. The pressure cooker appeared in the 17th century. And Shang Wen felt that according to Qin's current level, this pressure cooker should be able to appear. Why didn't that appear. Is there no need to make soup, or why? Shang Wen thought in the car.