Wang Jian dances with a bamboo pole like a tiger and a tiger, just like those Shaolin monks in later TV series.
No!
Much more powerful than those in the TV series.
After all, this is real, and the shock it brings to the senses is different!
Even though the old man is getting older, his skills on his hands have not diminished at all, and his movements are neat and smooth. It looks like he practices them regularly at home!
"Young Master, have you seen everything clearly?"
While Xiao Zhengtai was fascinated, Wang Jian took back the bamboo pole, walked to Xiao Zhengtai and asked with a smile.
"Look...see clearly!"
Ying Feiyu came back to his senses, wiped his saliva, clasped his fists slightly embarrassed and said: "The old general has extraordinary skills, I admire him, I admire him!"
"Oh! It's no longer possible. I'm getting older and my reactions have become slower. If I were to go back another twenty years, my skills would be even sharper than this!"
Wang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Twenty years ago, Wang Jian was really high-spirited. As long as he took action, there was no place he couldn't win and no battle he couldn't win!
To unify the six kingdoms, Wang Jian led troops to attack five of them, but only one, Qi, was captured by the Meng family!
"Young Master, come and try too!"
Wang Jian handed the bamboo pole to Xiao Zhengtai.
"good!"
Little Shota took the bamboo pole, recalled his moves, and started dancing.
Despite his small hands and feet, he dances with great energy.
It's just that some of the moves were too fast and I didn't remember them clearly, so I only danced what I remembered!
"Papa...!"
Wang Jian on the side kept slapping his hands, "Haha! What a good boy! What a good young man!"
Wang Jian has seen too many soldiers, and there is really no one who can master this set of marksmanship after just seeing them once.
Not even his son Wang Ben!
Fortunately, I was influenced by my ears and my eyes, and was taught by him all the time, which is why I achieved my current achievements!
If Wang Ben had half the talent of Xiao Zhengtai, the Huns would probably wet their pants.
Da Qin’s territory still needs to be expanded by several million miles!
"Master, can you teach me the sword some other time?"
After finishing the stick dance, Xiao Zhengtai shook Wang Jian's arm and begged.
"Okay, let's learn to shoot today and learn to sword tomorrow!"
Wang Jian came here today just to see how this guy is doing, and now he seems very satisfied.
"Master is so kind to me...!"
Xiao Zhengtai smiled innocently, "Master, let me treat you to something delicious!"
"Delicious? Then I want to try it!"
"I heard Wan'er go back and say, can you make ice?"
Wang Wan went back and told everything that happened at Ying Yinman's place, including ice making in the summer, which aroused Wang Jian's curiosity.
Now Wang Jian would not go to court in the morning unless there were special circumstances. He spent his days raising flowers, playing with birds, and eating some delicious food. He lived a very comfortable life.
It is precisely in this way that their family has become a double-married family without being suspected by Ying Zheng!
"Master, wait!"
The young lady jumped on her short legs and ran towards the kitchen.
Wang Jian looked at his back with a kind smile.
After a while, the young lady ran back and found that the old man had fallen asleep on the rocking chair under the banyan tree!
This old man would actually enjoy it.
"Master, Master?"
Little Shota held the plate and shouted twice softly.
"Huh? Huh?"
The old man woke up suddenly.
"Ouch, I'm so rude, I somehow fell asleep while rocking on it!"
Wang Jian stood up embarrassedly.
At first, I just thought this thing was novel and wanted to sit on it and try it. Unexpectedly, it could move on its own, so I simply lay down to rest.
It didn’t matter if I took this break, I just fell asleep!
"Master, this is called a rocking chair. If you like it, I will ask the general supervisor to build another one for you tomorrow!"
"Haha, okay, thank you very much, young master!"
Not to mention, this gift was really delivered to Wang Jian's heart.
"Huh? What does it smell like?"
A breeze blew, and Wang Jian smelled an alluring fragrance, and his nose kept twitching.
"These are potato chips!"
"Master, let me tell you a secret...!"
Little Zhengtai hooked her fingers towards Wang Jian and whispered in Wang Jian's ear: "This potato is one I kept secretly. You must not tell others, otherwise your father will be angry if he finds out!"
After saying that, Xiao Zhengtai took a piece and stuffed it into Wang Jian's mouth.
"Huh? It smells good! It smells so good!"
When the potato chips entered his mouth, Wang Jian immediately opened his eyes, feeling that his life had been in vain these past few decades.
"What's this?"
"Potato chips are potato slices fried in oil!"
Little Shota found a place to grow potatoes herself, so she kept one as a backup to satisfy her cravings.
When I saw Wang Jian today, I thought of my grandfather in later generations, so I took it out and fried it into potato chips!
"Is it the one that produces a thousand jins of grain per acre?"
He heard the word potato from his son Wang Ben, but he didn't expect it to be so delicious.
"Yes, potatoes can be used as staple food or in cooking. They go well with anything. They can be stored for more than a year when dried!"
Xiao Zhengtai gave a brief introduction.
"Uh...more than a year?"
As a general, Wang Jian naturally knew the importance of food.
When going out to fight, the most worrying thing is food and grass. If you can have food that can be stored for more than a year, there is no need to worry even if the supplies from the rear do not arrive!
"Well! Once enough grain is cultivated next year, I, Da Qin, will no longer have to worry about food!"
Little Shota threw a potato chip into her mouth and chewed it with enjoyment on her face.
"I didn't expect you to have such good skills at such a young age!"
Wang Jian was really impressed by the delicious taste of potatoes.
It can be said that potato chips are the best thing he has ever eaten!
"There's no way, I don't like steaming now, so I can only do it myself!"
Xiao Zhengtai chewed the crispy potato chips and explained with a smile, "Actually, potato chips are very simple. Just slice the potatoes, boil them in water, and then fry them in oil. Of course, you also need to add some fine salt when taking them out of the pot. Season it!”
"Well, the fine salt in the palace is indeed first-class!"
Wang Jian nodded in agreement.
In this era, salt is a scarce commodity, even more precious than gold.
Especially fine salt, ordinary people have never even seen it, let alone eating it!
Even these meritorious ministers can only occasionally get a small package from the emperor!
This small package should only be used on very important occasions!
Ordinary people use coarse salt, a large piece of salt, which contains many impurities.
Just knock a little off every time you use it and adjust the flavor!
"Master, you are wrong. There are too many impurities in the salt in the palace. How can we make such a delicious dish? The fine salt I use is all made by myself!"
When it comes to the fine salt in the palace, Xiao Zhengtai sneers.
He didn't expect anything like the iodized salt of later generations, but it couldn't be too rough either!
The ones in the palace are said to be fine salt, which is only slightly better than the ones outside. There are still many impurities and the taste is very bitter, making it impossible to eat!
So he purified it again on the basis of the fine salt in the palace, and finally got some passable refined salt!
