Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"So, the movement just now was just a plaything you made?"

After Zhao Che's explanation, Ying Zheng felt relieved, as long as nothing happened.

"But the sound of the firecrackers is quite loud!"

"Firecrackers are actually just for fun, the real thing is the fireworks, and they will be so good to watch at night!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Che's mouth. When he was a child, during the Chinese New Year, every household would set off firecrackers and fireworks, which was very lively.

"That's interesting. Anyway, I don't have anything to do tomorrow. Why don't I stay at the house tonight and watch the fireworks at night."

The dinner was very sumptuous, but Ying Zheng and the others were not focused on it. After a hasty meal, they urged Zhao Che to prepare for the fireworks.

"Here we come, what's the hurry!"

Zhao Che greeted the twelve zodiac signs, carrying a large box of fireworks by himself, and found an open space away from houses and forests.

"Get ready, I will count to three and light the fire immediately!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As Zhao Che's voice fell, the twelve zodiac signs lit the matches one after another and lit the fuse.

"biu!"

"Snapped!"

Fireworks rise, cut through the sky, and then burst into the most beautiful light in the night sky.

"This is fireworks? It really looks good!"

Ying Zheng's face was flushed red by the fireworks, and his face was full of excitement.

"How many fireworks do you have here? And can you build a factory for these fireworks? If this thing is promoted, its influence will definitely not be inferior to that of instant noodles!"

"Of course you can, but generally speaking, fireworks are less useful. They are only used during sacrificial ceremonies."

"Enough is enough. There are still quite a lot of sacrificial celebrations in Daqin. Later, I will ask someone to build a fireworks factory!"

Ying Zheng nodded. It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery can only be seen once. It must be promoted in Daqin.

The fireworks ended soon, and after Zhao Che had someone clean up the rubbish at the scene, everyone went back to rest contentedly.

The next day, before dawn, Ying Zheng was woken up by the squealing of pigs.

"What are you doing this early in the morning?"

"Your Majesty, today is the day to kill the New Year's Pig, and the young master has already gotten up and prepared!"

Meng Yi woke up earlier and saw what Zhao Che was busy with.

"Kill the New Year pig?"

Ying Zheng became interested after hearing the words, wondering if Zhao Che could cook up some delicious food today.

Soon after Yingzheng finished washing, he brought Meng Yi and the others to the place where the pigs were slaughtered. At this time, Zhao Che had already killed several pigs, and now he pushed a black pig weighing three to four hundred catties to the slaughterhouse. tower.

"Come on, get ready for bloodletting, anyone who wants to make blood sausage can prepare it!"

The pig butcher yelled, and immediately several Qianshou held a basin with some white flour in it, and put it under the pig's head.

"What is this doing? Why use good white flour to pick up that pig's blood?"

Ying Zheng frowned, and asked Zhao Che who was beside him.

"Father, this is a Chinese New Year special delicacy called blood sausage. It is made of pig blood mixed with flour, then poured into cleaned pig intestines and steamed. It is very delicious!"

"Pork blood? Flour? Pig intestines?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a long time, but he couldn't combine these three things together.

Except for the flour, which is relatively normal, what the hell are pig intestines and pig blood?That stuff can also be eaten?

"That's right, Dad, if you haven't tasted it, you definitely don't know. I've sent people to go back and make it. We'll have blood sausage this morning after the pig is slaughtered!"