Turned into a dragon egg and was picked up by Ying Zheng, shocking Da Qin!

Chapter 6 The question is, eat meat or vegetarian?
After King Qin left, Yu Chuan thought for a while.

Daqin has its own totem, which is a combination of black bird and seedlings inherited from the Shang Dynasty.

It's not known exactly how the totem will evolve, and he doesn't even know what he is.

Yu Chuan was looking forward to those painters who would paint for him, so he quickly drew him so that he could identify what he really was.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

Although Xiao Fusu and Mr. Chun Yuyue's teaching task today encountered interference, it ended perfectly.

This is all thanks to Xiao Fusu's talent and intelligence, no matter what he learns, he can grasp it with his hands.

Most of the Qin people's meals were cooked in pottery pots.

In this era, there is no rice or corn, but there are grains and barley.

In the pots of Xiao Fusu and Mr. Chunyu Yue, there is cooked wheat.

In Daqin, this is the daily staple food.

Moreover, meat is a very rare food, usually only ministers can eat one or two chickens.

However, there are quite a lot of vegetables in Daqin.

For example, there are also cooked leeks and green onions on the table.

The master and the apprentice sat opposite each other, Yu Chuan swaggered up the wooden table, poked his head, and slowly approached the clay pot in front of Xiao Fusu.

Gently sniffed.

There is no special taste, just wheat rice cooked with ordinary firewood.

Of course, Yu Chuan didn't have much interest in this.

And, a question was bothering him.

Should I eat meat or be a vegetarian?
Little Fusu seemed to see that Yu Chuan had no interest in Maifan, so he got up and went outside.

After a while, little Fusu walked in panting, clutching his hands.

"Master, are you?"

Chunyu was a little surprised, not knowing what little Fusu was going to do.

Yu Chuan tilted his head and looked at little Fusu curiously.

Xiao Fusu sat back in his original position and stretched out his hands in front of Yu Chuan.

A strong meaty smell suddenly hit the face.

Good guy, if I remember correctly, this smell...

Little Fusu spread his hands slowly, and a small piece of dark pink meat fell in front of Yu Chuan.

This is lamb?

It's the taste, that's right.

But, you give me a whole piece of raw meat...

Yu Chuan was a little hesitant, this meat is delicious and difficult to digest.

He still prefers to eat cooked food, if there is a delicious roast whole lamb, that would be great.

Thinking of this, Yu Chuan turned his head and walked down the table.

Then, he climbed onto Xiao Fusu's shoulders.

In fact, even without food, he didn't feel hungry.

Maybe it's because it just came out of the shell, and there are still undigested energy left in the body.

Moreover, as long as he is in contact with Xiao Fusu's body, he can feel a steady stream of power pouring into his body.

This feeling made him want to stop, it was even more comfortable than an essential oil massage.

As for that piece of meat, Xiao Fusu saw that Yu Chuan didn't like it, so such raw meat must not be spoiled.

Then put it away again, ready to finish the meal and send it back again.

This scene caught Yu Chuan's eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

This is the state of Qin, and people's living standards cannot be compared with those of later generations.

Even, for this piece of meat, Xiao Fusu even put down his identity and asked a chef for help.

After eating, for some reason, Yu Chuan always felt itchy on his head.

'Maybe it's growing your body. '

Yu Chuan thought so.

After returning the meat, Xiao Fusu went to Qin Jun's school yard.

Qin people favored martial arts, and this spirit was cultivated since childhood.

Even the monarch of Qin would personally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy whenever possible.

In troubled times, it is inevitable to adapt to the laws of troubled times.

Moreover, after Xiao Fusu was demoted by Zulong to the Meng Family Army to repair the Great Wall, he also heroically killed the enemy and shed blood, this is undeniable.

"Young Master Fusu."

As soon as he entered the school grounds, there were sergeants paying homage to Xiao Fusu.

Little Fusu returned the salute respectfully: "Mr. Meng Tian, ​​are you in the army?"

The sergeant replied: "Yes, my son will follow me."

Not long after, Xiao Fusu carried Yu Chuan to a military tent led by a sergeant.

Opening the curtain, a burly figure appeared in Yu Chuan's sight.

This man was dressed in black armor, his long hair was combed into a bun unique to Qin people, and it was tied behind his head. He was staring at the sand table in front of him, fascinated.

"General Meng, Mr. Fusu is here."

Seeing that the man in black armor didn't respond, the sergeant gave a reminder.

At this time, Meng Tian just woke up like a dream, suddenly raised his eyes, and looked at Fusu.

That sense of iron and blood rushed to his face immediately, unlike King Qin's majesty, this Qin general is like a Qin sword drinking blood.

"Young master, what do you think of South Korea?"

(End of this chapter)