Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Although the craftsmen heard it, no one moved.

Qipan turned around and looked at them.

"I think the gunpowder ratio needs to be adjusted this time."

The craftsmen responded reluctantly and sparsely.

"I know, I know."

"Let's go back and revise it."

Seeing the craftsmen in such a state, Ying Yinman became so angry that her rage rose to her chest.

She drew out the whip and was about to hit the craftsmen.

"and many more!"

Qi Pan reached out to stop him.

Ying Yinman: "National Master? Why are you stopping me? Let me whip them!"

"I wonder if they dare to be so negligent?!"

Originally, I saw Ying Yinman whipping them and wanted to beat them.

The craftsmen were still a little scared and shrank back.

But when they saw Qi Pan stopped her, they became proud again.

Ah.

What national teacher?

He is just a young boy who is still wet behind the ears.

Don't even dare to move them.

When the craftsmen left, Ying Yinman angrily shook off Qi Pan's hand.

"Master, why are you stopping me? Why are you stopping me from beating them?"

Qi Pan was not annoyed by this, she just spoke in a strange tone.

"Don't bother with them, give them another chance."

"If they still dare to be perfunctory and not cherish it."

"Then don't blame me for being cruel."

The ratio of gunpowder can only be controlled by Zheng Ge.

There is no need for such disobedient people to exist.

After the craftsmen returned to their temporary residence, they did not immediately start researching and adjusting the ratio of gunpowder as usual.

Instead, they each found a place to sit down.

He called on the temporary cook to cook for them.

Everyone wants delicious food and drinks.

It’s a bit more expensive.

Do something that is difficult and something that is rare.

The cook was embarrassed: "This.....there is no beef. Beef cannot be eaten."

Craftsman: "What beef can't be eaten? Wasn't there beef a few days ago?"

Cook: "That was specially sent from the palace. It's for the Imperial Master and the Princess."

Craftsman: "Bullshit! I clearly ate it that day!"

"That's right, I ate it too, don't try to trick us."

"Stop hiding it and take out the beef."

"That's right! The stir-fried beef from last time was quite delicious. Let's make another one."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"You delayed our research on gunpowder. Can you afford to pay for it?"

The look on the cook's face looked as if he was about to cry.

"The beef you ate last time was given to you by the Imperial Master and the Princess."

"It was the Imperial Master who specifically instructed us and taught us how to stir-fry."

"Let us prepare it and bring it to you."

"There was only a little bit of beef. I gave it all to you, the Imperial Master and the Princess. I had nothing to eat myself."

After hearing this, the craftsmen all looked incredulous.

"fart!"

"The Imperial Master and the Princess want to eat beef. When is it not available?"

"How could they be willing to give up their beef and let us eat it all?"

"He must have eaten it secretly without our knowledge."

Cook: “Really not.”

"That's a dead cow. It's illegal to eat beef in Daqin. Where did so much beef come from?"

The craftsmen didn't believe it.

"Don't talk nonsense with your mouth open."

"What do you mean by dead cow? The Imperial Master and the Princess want to eat beef, so how can they not have beef?"

Even if you don't have it, you can become something.

Dead cows can become dead again.

The craftsmen did not say the last two sentences.

But this is something everyone knows.

They just don’t believe that if the Imperial Master and the Princess want to eat beef, their subordinates dare to stop them?

I’m afraid the cow has already been slaughtered and sent over?

Even if His Majesty knew, one is Her Royal Highness the Princess and the other is the Imperial Preceptor, how could he punish them for a cow?

That must be the cow's.

Who made it die at the wrong time?

Seeing that his words didn't convince him, the cook prepared to go find Qi Pan and Ying Yinman to report.

Another cook held him back.

"Where are you going? Are you going to look for the Imperial Master and the Princess just for such a small matter?"

"Aren't you disturbing them sincerely?"

"Even if you find the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess, will they punish and blame these craftsmen for such a small matter?"

"In the end, we are the ones who suffer,"

"Alright, alright, less trouble is worse than more. I'll go and appease them."

"Go to the kitchen first and prepare the dishes."

The cook looked at his companion's back, hesitated for a long time, and then went into the kitchen.

When he brought out a dish, he saw his companion who had been trying to persuade him was pushed to the ground by a craftsman.

He rushed forward quickly.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing?"

Craftsman: "What? What do you think I'm doing?"

"Where's the beef we wanted?"

"That's right, where's the beef we ordered? Where have you been?"

Cook: "Beef? No, we said we have no beef."

The craftsman walked forward and took a look at the dish the cook was holding.

When he found out it was not beef, he snatched the plate and smashed it at the two cooks.

"What is this you have?"

"Is this the only dish you can offer us? Ah, what kind of meat is this?"

Cook: "This... this is mutton, the best mutton."

"It was specially sent by the palace."

Craftsman: "Mutton? We don't eat mutton. We want to eat beef."

“Eat good beef!”

Another cook: "No, there really is no beef."

"what!!"

The craftsman kicked the cook.

The cook screamed and staggered to the ground.

Another cook quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"You dare to hit someone? I'm going to tell the Imperial Master and Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Craftsman: "Hahaha, tell the Imperial Master and the Princess? Go ahead, go ahead."

"If they dare to interfere, I will kneel down and eat all the food on the ground."

The craftsmen standing nearby burst into laughter.

There were a few timid ones who also felt that what they were doing was wrong.

But he did not step forward to stop it, but stood aside and watched coldly.

A cold voice came.

"Oh? Kneel down and eat all the food on the ground?"

Qi Pan didn't know when she came, nor did she know how much she heard.

She walked up to the craftsman with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Qi Pan: "You just said that you want to kneel down and eat all the food on the ground?"

"Come, I'll watch you eat."

The craftsman's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"National...National Master...Her Royal Highness the Princess..."

Ying Yinman, who was following beside Qi Pan, stared at the craftsman with a cold face.

A pair of beautiful eyes, full of anger.

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