Chapter 7 Ying Zheng Conquered by Lemon Tea

Chapter 7 Ying Zheng Conquered by Lemon Tea

Ying Zheng and Wang Jian looked at Zhao Yi in surprise.

"Are you the head of your village?"

"Of course, if I'm not the head of Shahe Village, how can I do business with you?"

It was only through hard work that Zhao Yi gained the recognition of the villagers and became the village chief of Shahe Village.

He spread the word at that time.

If he is not allowed to be the village chief, he will blow up the manure pit every day.

Then he threw a large homemade firecracker into the village's manure composting pit.

An indescribable smell permeated the village that day.

The next day, the old village chief came to him personally to invite him to be the village chief and asked him to spare the manure pool in the village.

At the same time, Zhao Yi also received the achievement reward for the naughty village chief given by the system - the cement plant manufacturing plan.

【If you want to be rich, build roads first. 】

However, most people in the village agree that Zhao Yi should be the village chief.

They believe that Zhao Yi is capable of being a good village chief.

After all, Zhao Yi brought potatoes and curved plows to the village.

It would be nice if Zhao Yi didn't act naughty.
That is simply the perfect village chief.

Zhao Yi took Ying Zheng and others to a room in the village.

But that is not Zhao Yi's home.

Instead, it was a house that Zhao Yi specially arranged to accommodate his scumbag father.

After all, Zhao Yi has a lot of good things at home, and it would be bad if that scumbag father saw them.

Besides, if you let your scumbag father into your home, you might see some of your mother's relics.

Thus discovering that he was his child.

Zhao Yi wanted to eliminate this possibility.

He had no intention of recognizing his relatives until he found out why his scumbag father abandoned his wife and children.

However, this house used to entertain my scumbag father was not found casually.

This house is usually used as a school and canteen for the children in the village. It is a small Western-style building made of cement.

After Zhao Yi arranged Ying Zheng and others to the reception room in the building, he left.

He said he wanted to prepare lunch for Ying Zheng and the others.

After seeing Zhao Yi leave, Ying Zheng and others began to inquire in the house.

Zhang Han knocked on the concrete floor and wall with his hands.

He was surprised and said, "Your Majesty! This house made of cement is as strong as one made of bluestone."

Wang Jian said: "If this is used to build the Great Wall, the Great Wall and the Acropolis can be built quickly."

"Then during the Spring and Autumn period, the Xiongnu will no longer be able to invade our Great Qin territory and plunder."

"In that case, we can reduce the northern garrison by one third and use them to attack the Qiang people in the southwest, thus completely solving the Qiang people problem."

Ying Zheng said with emotion: "Young man Zhao is really my lucky star."

"Although you keep saying you want to rebel, you have always brought me good news and solved my troubles."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng saw the celadon teacup beside him.

So he picked up the porcelain cup and looked at it carefully.

While touching the porcelain cup, Ying Zheng said, "I didn't expect that every cup in this room is more exquisite than those in my palace."

Wang Jian smiled and said, "I think that in a few days, your Majesty's palace will also have this kind of cup."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "You are right."

As he said this he put down the porcelain cup.

After a while, Zhao Yi came back.

He was holding a teapot in his hand.

"Old Zhao, I brought you tea. I guarantee you'll like it." Zhao Yi said confidently.

Ying Zheng didn't really believe such words.

As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, what kind of tea has he not tasted?

If Shaqiu really had good tea, it would have been listed as tribute to the palace long ago.

Zhao Yi picked up the teapot and poured four cups.

Ying Zheng and his companions discovered something was wrong.

There's ice in the tea!
There are many more!
"Zhao, does your village also have an ice cellar to store ice?"

In fact, Ying Zheng could also drink ice-chilled drinks in the summer.

Even Ying Zheng would reward some of his favorite ministers with ice. The prerequisite for using ice is to dig a huge ice cellar, and then take ice from lakes and rivers in winter and transport it to the ice cellar for storage.

This requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

Historically, the ancients had a very early history of storing ice in ice cellars, which dates back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

For this reason, a special profession called Lingren was created, who was responsible for storing ice.
But there are only a few hundred people in Zhao Yi's village, and there is absolutely no manpower or resources to build an ice cellar to store ice.

Zhao Yi shook his head and said, "No! This ice is not stored ice, it is new ice that has just been made."

Ying Zheng was very surprised.

"Ah! Making ice cubes? Zhao boy, do you know magic?"

"I don't know magic, but I know science."

Ying Zheng asked in confusion: "Science? What is that?"

"You won't understand even if I tell you. I'll explain it to you when I have a chance."

Zhao Yi was naturally aware of the difficulty of explaining science to his scumbag father, an ancient Qin man, so he chose not to explain it first.

Unexpectedly, his words had a different meaning in the scumbag father's ears.

Ying Zheng began to suspect whether Zhao Yi was an immortal.

That’s why we have things like potatoes and cement.

With the idea of ​​testing the poison on His Majesty first, Zhang Han picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, it tastes sour, sweet, cool and refreshing.

Very delicious!

He exclaimed: "Wow! What kind of tea is this? It tastes so good!"

Ying Zheng heard this and thought to himself.

That’s not right. Zhang Han has been with me for so long.

What kind of tea haven’t you tried?
He actually raved about this tea.

Wang Jian on the side also picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"This tea is...so delicious. Zhao, can you give me some to take home and try?"

Wang Jian kept drinking tea while talking
Ying Zheng even suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

Old man Wang Jian actually praised the tea for being delicious?!

I want tea too.

Before, I wanted to reward him with ten kilograms of Mengshan tribute tea worth more than one hundred coins.

What did Wang Jian say?

He said he couldn't get used to drinking tea, and that drinking tea felt like drinking horse urine. He wanted to replace the Mengshan tribute tea with tribute wine.

As a result, Wang Jian now actually asks Zhao boy for tea?

It’s hard to understand why this tea tastes better than Mengshan tribute tea?

Ying Zheng picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

Then he understood why Wang Jian asked Zhao boy for tea.

Because this tea tastes like just one word.

Cool!
The strange coolness and the sweet and sour tea are a perfect match!

This tastes as good as drinking alcohol, no wonder Wang Jian likes it so much.

No! Take another sip.

Ying Zheng drank up the tea in the cup in one sip after another.

The reason why the tea brought by Zhao Yi was able to conquer Ying Zheng and the other two was very simple.

Because it's special lemon mint iced tea!
This lemon mint iced black tea has become a best-seller in later generations, so there must be something special about it.

Conquering Ying Zheng and the others was naturally a simple matter.

You should know that during this period mint and lemon had not yet been introduced to the Central Plains.

Moreover, there were very few drinks at that time, just tea, wine and sugar water.

There is absolutely no such mixed and stimulating type as lemon mint iced tea.

Zhao Yi asked proudly: "How is it? It tastes good, right?"

Ying Zheng nodded, "It's really delicious. Can you sell this too?"

He wanted this tea to be available in the palace as well.

"Yes. But we can discuss this later. Let's have lunch first."

"I'm telling you, even the imperial meals in the palace are nothing compared to the food here!"

(End of this chapter)