Quick Travel: Start by pretending to be an envoy to help the First Emperor’s infrastructure

Chapter 24 If you want an iron pot, you can’t lose your mouth.

You'an returned home and immediately arranged for people to plant the things she bought, and the rest of the clothes were arranged properly for her.

"God's envoy, the two warriors who came back before live together with the slaves from the previous palace. Do they need to be rearranged?" Yi asked while helping You'an undo his hair.

You'an thought of the two brothers Ji Bu and had not yet decided how to arrange them.

At that time, I just thought that this was the provider of emotional value. The group of old foxes in the Great Qin court would not give it to her easily. It was still the two brothers who were young and had good feelings for her.

"Let's live at home and be a guard. It looks like we are hiring strong men." One of the two brothers is stronger than the other. All I can say is that the one who can leave his name, if nothing else, is really much stronger than the average Guizhou chief.

Whether it was Chang'an Township or the head of Xianyang City, all she saw were sallow faces and thin muscles. Being able to gain weight here was a great blessing. Without any money, she only had wheat rice and vegetables for every meal, and she would be starved if she saw a wild boar on the road. I felt so irritated that I went up to fight.

Eat meat or die.

"Wei." Yi pushed her hair behind her ears and tied it up gently.

As soon as You'an came back, the courtyard immediately became lively. Mr. Shi had already sent his disciples from the Mohist family to bring over the tools and other things that he had started beating yesterday. Naturally, the cooks were also indispensable for those sent by Zhao Gao.

I was originally very disappointed to be arranged to leave the palace. I was transferred from the royal chef to work as an ordinary cook next to the divine envoy. I was still a little trepidatious. I didn’t know what You’an’s temper was. But when You’an, the idle divine envoy, started to give instructions, the chef’s knife immediately showed no complaints and became energetic. Full.

To be honest, today's chefs don't really have much sense of accomplishment. You'an only said a few words, but he has already started to practice the knife very hands-on. A professional has a professional feel. Compared with You'an's clumsy hands, the knife is the first One touch can already make decent pasta.

"God, you are so like an ancestor. Even my family can afford such good things. This is all due to you."

You'an waved quickly, thinking it was being reserved, but she didn't expect that each of the expressions of emotion was so sincere and straightforward, and she was a little embarrassed.

The disciples of the Mo family also came over, and Mr. Shi would naturally not be absent. Every new thing could not escape his hands.

You can experiment with the fire kang at home, but the stove is not used. The knife is mixed in, and the two parties have a friendly exchange. From time to time, you can hear the sound of banging in the kitchen.

You'an told himself over and over again that Da Qin was full of martial virtue and as a divine envoy, he shouldn't make a fuss.

After all, everyone else seemed not to be surprised, and those who had free time could still go and watch the excitement.

One day was obviously not enough time. On the second day, when Fusu came to her yard like clocking in, his expression was very strange. Youan was still not fully awake, so he said hello slightly and began to slowly prepare for the time to wake up.

When her eyes became clear, Fusu was also very surprised. Maybe he had never seen such a sober-minded person, and no one in the school dared to be so blatantly dazed.

"What is the eldest son staring at me for?" You'an regained his energy, and his thinking speed was much faster. He immediately thought of the important point, "Is it about Master Hu Hai's fight against insects?" Fusu looked complicated. He was disturbed by Hu Hai in the middle of the night yesterday. Not many people slept well, but he could understand it. After all, he saw that the impact of the insect was too strong, and he himself had not completely recovered. For a moment, he also figured out that the angel who had not warned him at all must be teasing and threatening. Hu Hai's thoughts.

Seeing his expression, You'an could imagine that kid Hu Hai, who was frightened or disgusted and making a fuss. The corners of his mouth raised and his whole face came alive. Obviously, the fact that Hu Hai got a little treatment put her in a good mood.

"Eldest Young Master, don't worry about your eighteenth brother. You all have to take this medicine. It's not just for children." You'an reminded him, thinking that he had a very good personality, he did his duty and he was not annoying to get along with, "You ask the imperial doctor. Ling, he already has experience.”

I have already gone through the process when I was in Chang'an Township.

"Fusu thanks the envoy for caring." Fusu showed slight resistance on his face, but his adult cultivation did not allow him to escape like a child.

To accurately describe Fusu's mood at this moment, it might be that an adult faces the fear of injections, but still has to maintain face.

You'an didn't tease him, which was already very uncomfortable. He was not Hu Hai, otherwise he would have teased him a lot.

Thinking of the stove that was about to be completed, You'an thought of more urgent matters, "Eldest Master, can you use the iron tools?"

Fusu was awakened by her. Iron tools cannot be moved casually. There is not much iron in the world.

"What does the envoy need to do? The young manor has a small number of cavalry, but the use of them needs to be reported to the father." After all, this topic is too dangerous.

"Host, Fusu may even suspect that you have been instigated by someone." Liuhe looked at Fusu's nervous and thoughtful look and whispered.

You'an said carelessly: "Let's make a pot. I've set up the stove early, so I can't live without a pot."

"Pot? Kitchen utensils?" Fusu was still a little doubtful about life. He thought about many possibilities, but was defeated by the word kitchen utensils.

You'an still looked like you don't understand this, so he waved his hand and started making gestures, "It's similar to a cooking tripod, but it can make more delicious food. I'm still growing, how can I do it if I don't eat well? "

"..."

Fusu lost his temper because of her confident pokes. Whether it was the use of strictly regulated iron for cooking utensils or Yau An's statement that she was still growing, it was all filled with a kind of absurdity that he couldn't understand.

"Fusu will report this matter to his father. Don't be impatient, God." Fusu's voice was erratic when he spoke, and it was obvious that he had not yet adjusted his mood.

You'an didn't care about his active psychology and thought that the matter was settled. She was not making a weapon, just a pot. She couldn't afford a few kilograms of iron. She was a privileged person for the time being and treated him well. Never treat your mouth badly.

(End of this chapter)