MTL - I Want To Be Qin II-Chapter 27 Changyang Street Morning Market, Daqin version of mutton in clear soup!

   Chapter 27 Changyang Street Morning Market, Daqin version of mutton in clear soup!

   Ying is a little worried in her heart!

   After all, he just got some good impressions from Qin Wangzheng. Once he leaves the house, I am afraid that his good impressions may be in vain.

   This time, the biggest reason why he was able to appear in Qin Wangzheng's study was Wang Ben's introduction. Without Wang Ben, he couldn't even go to Xianyang Palace.

   Daqin has strict rules.

  The majestic Qin Fa has made Da Qin a war machine with strict laws and prepared by Qin Fa. If you live in this era, you will not appreciate the power of Qin Fa.

   This is not the first time Yinggao has experienced. If you want to survive in this barbaric era, you must obey and obey its rules.

   Unless you are like Qin Wangzheng, you are qualified to call the wind and call the rain and change the rules.

   At this point, Yinggao's heart to go out couldn't help but feel a little weak, but just looking at the eagerness in Wang Li's eyes, for a while, he didn't know how to refuse.

   "High, nothing will happen!"

  Wang Li smiled and took Ying Gao's hand: "I used to go out a lot, so I'm fine!"

   "Before grandfather and father arrive, you and I just need to go home in a hurry, let's go—!"

"Walk!"

   Yinggao gave a wry smile, but he didn't say anything to Wang Li. Children of this age are at their most playful, and he can't refuse this only playmate.

  The king treated him very well, like a brother, and he was not alienated because he was only a third son.

   And Yinggao's strategy to win over Wang Jian, the first step is to open a gap in Wang Li. After all, compared with Wang Jian and Wang Ben, the two old foxes, Wang Li is still much more immature.

   The most important thing is that Qin Wangzheng is in his prime now, and once he wins the courtship, Yinggao will probably receive a crazy blow from Qin Wangzheng.

  …

  The sun climbed up the high mountains in the east, and for a while, the light swept the world, the thin autumn wind swayed light dust, and on both sides of the Weishui, the earth and mist filled the world.

   For a time, the vast vastness shrouded the entire Xianyang Royal City. Walking on the street, Yinggao could only feel the smell of earth in the air.

   On the main road in the city, chariots, horses, and pedestrians hurried, and officials rode on horses and chariots, rushing to the official office.

  The farmers who work at sunrise and rest at sunset go out of the house, run around to tell each other, go to the workshop, and go to the farmland outside the city.

   At this moment, the entire Xianyang Royal City seemed to wake up all at once, giving people a sense of vitality.

   "Gao, this is the first time you've seen Xianyang City, the big day of Chenshi?" Seeing Yinggao's expression of surprise and ignorance, Wang Li couldn't help but smile.

   Hearing this, Yinggao smiled abruptly.

   This sentence reminded Yinggao of a sentence from later generations, have you seen the sky at 3:30 in the morning in Beijing?

   It's just that in the past life, there were only overtime dogs, and only Bei Piao could see the Beijing sky at 3:30 at the moment. Today's Ying Noble is the son of Da Qin, and he has no worries about food and clothing in his life.

   Of course he has never seen it before!

   However, what Wang Li said was somewhat inaccurate.

   "Naturally I have seen the sky of Xianyang King City in the twilight time, and I have seen the great sun at this moment, but I have not seen the running officials, workers, farmers..."

   "Brother Li, where are you taking me?" After that, Ying Gao couldn't help but asked Wang Li.

   "Go to the morning market on Changyang Street. There is a delicious mutton soup there. It makes me greedy..." Wang Li said, smacking his lips, obviously missing the taste of mutton soup.

  Changyang Street is a long street inside the South Gate of Xianyang.

  Beijing and Wangcheng are separated by a Populus euphratica forest. It is about three miles long from north to south and more than ten feet wide from east to west.

  The shop workshops are connected together, and it is a big market with the most concentrated local merchants in Qin.

   To the east of Changyang Street, across the row upon row of Guandifang District, is the world-famous Shangshangfang market.

  The two cities are adjacent to each other. The National Customs Office named Changyang Street as Guoshi, and named Shangshangfang where Shandong merchants gathered as Foreign City.

   "Two bowls of mutton soup..." Wang Li, a regular customer, shouted to the proprietress.

"coming!"

  The store is not big, but there are many customers. In the small storefront, seven or eight people were sitting, waiting for the lady boss to bring the sheep soup, which made Ying Gao look stunned.

   This scene gave him a familiar scene of Chinese people queuing for breakfast. For a time, he was actually kind and filled with emotion.

  Unfortunately, Ying Gao knew that he could never go back.

   "You two are slow, it's not enough to say..." A little girl brought the pottery bowl and put it on the table.

   Looking at the mutton soup in the pottery bowl, Ying Gao's eyes lit up, it was simply mutton in clear soup, but he didn't know the green vegetables in it.

When    brought it over, Yinggao didn't smell the unique smell of mutton. He was a little surprised at this small shop. He knew that removing mutton from mutton was not easy.

   But then Yinggao was relieved. If there is no secret recipe, in this world, I am afraid that it will not be able to drive. After all, this is the largest Qin city in the world.

The aroma of    was tangy, and Yinggao couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up the white cake on the plate and shredded it in the clay bowl, and started eating.

   After taking a few bites, Yinggao had to admit that Chinese people have a talent that no one can match when it comes to eating.

   "Gao, why did you tear up the white cake..." Wang Li thought that Gao was born in the royal family and had never eaten sheep soup, so he couldn't help but said.

   Hearing this, Yinggao smiled indifferently: "Brother Li, it's delicious to eat like this!"

  …

   Having breakfast at Changyang Street, the two of them only felt comfortable all over. After strolling around Changyang Street, Wang Li pulled Ying Gao and said, "Let's go, let's go to Weishui..."

   Hearing the words, Ying Gao was taken aback: "Brother Li, isn't it, without a body shot, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to get out of the city—?"

  Yinggao didn't want to leave the city at all. He knew better than anyone that the current King City of Xianyang was under the surveillance of Hei Bingtai when the "Spring and Autumn of Lu's Family" was made famous by Lu Buwei.

   Their whereabouts must be very transparent in the eyes of Qin Wangzheng.

"Ha ha……"

   shook his head with a smile, Wang Li pointed to the southeast, and said: "There is a canal in the southeast of Wangcheng, we call it Weishui..."

   "Presumably others are already waiting somewhere, hurry up..."

   Hearing this, Yinggao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he did not leave the Xianyang King City, he could almost accept it.

   After all, as long as there is nothing but the royal palace, it is the Xianyang royal city. Even if the Qin Dynasty is dissatisfied with the government, it will not be too much.

   Although Yinggao is only eight years old now, he has already experienced vicissitudes of age in his heart, and he has experienced countless world events, so he naturally knows that some things are within the rules.

   "Brother Li, listen to you, is there anyone else besides us?"

   Yinggao's eyes flickered for a moment. He didn't think that the Xianyang King City was so friendly to him. Compared with the unknown Xianyang King City, Wang Jian's mansion was safer.

   He once heard a sentence and took it seriously: Only the living are worthy of everything!

   (end of this chapter)