Xiaomi rolled on the first time and there were still some coarse particles.

But it doesn't matter, I will rub it back for the second time and the third time.

Soon it became as delicate as modern flour.

Then add water and add some salt to make the noodles more chewy.

Leave it for a while to wake up the noodles, then cut it into strips and shake it gently, and finally throw it into the boiled water... The snow-white and cute noodles roll happily in the water.

Wait patiently for a few minutes, and a pot of noodles will be cooked.

Shen Bing took the noodles into a wok...

The ancients even cooked utensils for cooking things were so simple that they were either tripods or woks.

A cauldron has foot, but a pot has no foot.

The latter is more like a modern pot and is obviously more suitable for marching carrying.

Chen Bing added a little meat sauce to it, added a few vegetable leaves, and a pot of paste noodles were made.

Looking at everyone around, I had already swallowed my saliva with anticipation on my face.

At this time, the door was pushed open and several people came in.

The middle-aged man who looked like a businessman looked curiously at the noodles in the wok and asked:

"What is this?"

Chen Bing was already a little impatient. He didn't ask who the merchant was, but waved to him:

"Noodle."

"Come on, those who see you will have a share."

"Supply a bowl for you too."

As he said that, he divided it into bowl after bowl.

In modern times, Chen Bing liked to watch "The Legend of Qin", and the movies were the same, but there was one thing that revealed its strength.

Chopsticks were found in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and by the Qin Dynasty, they even used their hands to eat in Qin Ji.

The merchant also got a bowl. He looked at the thing that was not something and was stunned for a while.

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Speaking of which, Ying Zheng made some necessary preparations when he was in Xianyang and set off.

Sitting in the carriage, Ying Zheng was always frowning.

He was not worried about the battle in Handan.

Ying Zheng knew that it would be only a matter of time before Handan fell.

What's more, he brought 50,000 troops on this trip... Even if someone rescued him, it would be useless.

What Ying Zheng was worried about was that Xianyang was 1,500 miles away from Handan, and the soldiers and horses marched only 50 miles a day. In this way, it would take at least one month to arrive in Handan.

Although Ying Zheng was impatient, he was helpless.

Because he knew that many people outside wanted his life.

This is true in Qin State, let alone entering Zhao State.

Ying Zheng originally wanted to delay, but Wang Jian didn't attack Handan so quickly anyway.

There is no difference between waiting on the road and going to Handan.

So I felt calm.

However, after a few days of marching, one night, a fast horse suddenly delivered the letter to Ying Zheng:

"Our army has captured Handan."

"The King of Zhao and all the civil and military officials of Zhao State surrendered to Qin."

"General Wang Jian has taken him to the camp to wait for the king to leave."

After Ying Zheng received the news, he immediately jumped out of the bed:

"What? King Zhao surrendered?"

"There are also civil and military officials..."

As he said that, Ying Zheng laughed happily and said a few good things one after another.

Then he thought about it, Ying Zheng was unhappy again.

If King Zhao had surrendered to Handan, the 50,000 troops would lose their meaning of reinforcement.

So Ying Zheng immediately ordered:

"Appoint Li Si to lead his troops back to Xianyang."

"Leave three thousand soldiers and horses to protect the carriage."

Then he thought about it, Ying Zheng was still not satisfied.

Because most of the Qin army were infantry, even if there were only three thousand soldiers and horses, they still marched fifty miles a day.

Ying Zheng could no longer wait, especially when this great revenge was about to be repaid, he only regretted not having a pair of wings to fly to Handan to kill his enemies with blood.

So he said to Zhao Gao:

"You go and choose the Fifty Knights."

"We'll go to Handan in casual clothes first."

Zhao Gao was shocked when he heard this: "King..."

Ying Zheng glared, Zhao Gao hurriedly swallowed the rest of the words, responded helplessly and went to make arrangements.

Ying Zheng’s idea is very simple.

Even if there were millions of people outside who wanted to take his life, they only thought that Ying Zheng was still advancing with the troops.

Who would have thought that he had already rushed to Handan as a businessman?

So doing this will be safer and you can also quickly rush to Handan.

Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Ying Zheng's idea is indeed good.

They disguised themselves as horse traders and replaced their horses and headed straight for Handan without stopping.

Even Ying Zheng was in the carriage and was not stopping.

After rushing to Handan, they did not dare to make a statement too early.

After all, they are only fifty cavalry. Once the situation in Handan is not stable and the Zhao army is discovered by the remaining soldiers, it will be a big deal.

So the group walked forward quietly, inquired and found the camp, showed the gatekeeper's verification, and entered the camp smoothly.

Just as Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to call Wang Jian out to greet him, a trace of fragrance came from the house beside him, and there was a faint sound of greedy praise.

Ying Zheng was curious and pushed the door in, but saw a group of soldiers surrounding the food in the pot and trying to do something.

"What is this?" Ying Zheng asked.

The leader explained:

"Noodles."

"Come on, those who see you will have a share."

"Supply a bowl for you too."

As he said that, he really gave Ying Zheng a bowl.

Ying Zheng was stunned when he saw the thing called "noodles" in his hand.

This thing is long, thin, white and round. As the king of a country, I have never seen it before, let alone eaten it.

Look at the group of soldiers, they have eaten together with "Cli" and are rumbling.

At the same time, the mouth was filled with vague praise:

"Master, this noodles... are simply delicious on earth."

"Senior brother... Gao Ming. I only think you can only improve the catapult, who has ever thought..."

"It's unbelievable...even the delicacies of mountains and seas are not as good as that, and they are extremely delicious..."

...

Zhao Gao was about to step forward to scold him, but was stopped by Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng seemed to be unable to resist the temptation, so he picked up the wooden bowl and picked up the chopsticks...

Zhao Gao wanted to stop him but did not dare, so he could only watch Ying Zheng picking the noodles in the entrance.

Ying Zheng was still suspicious at first, but soon he widened his eyes.
To be continued...