Following their sister, Xiaobei and the others were not in the mood to stroll around. They were all thinking about the situation when their brother was gambling with others and felt very satisfied.
Xiaobei didn't know that listening to dice was more difficult than shaking dice. He grabbed the dice cup with his small hand and shook it. He asked his sister, "How do you roll three dice when you put them in one by one?"
"It's like a tall house. There's a ladder on one side of the wall, and three people are going in. The first person goes to the ladder first, the second person continues to go up the ladder, and the third person stands at the bottom. All you have to do is stick the three dice together one after the other, and that's it."
Wang Juan explained with a smile. She also understood that the effect of shaking dice was different from understanding the principle.
"When we go back, I'll also find a dice cup to practice." Xiaobei looked eager to try. He felt that he could quickly master this skill with his intelligence.
Wang Juan didn't stop him. She believed that Xiaobei would lose interest after practicing a few times, especially for dice cups. If it was too light, it would be hard to master, and if it was too heavy, it would be tiring.
With his dream of becoming the God of Gamblers soon, Xiaobei skipped and walked in front.
Just as he was feeling happy, an adult and a little girl about his age walked over from the opposite side of the street. The little girl was also holding a candy figurine in her hand. Obviously, the candy figurine in their hands was not bought at the same place as hers, unless the old man who sold the candy figurines changed places.
The little girl's candy figurine was also a little pig. It was very cartoonish, but it was much smaller than the one Xiaobei bought.
After seeing it, Xiaobei smiled knowingly. He felt that it was very interesting.
However, before he could finish laughing, the little girl's hand naturally reached to the side, and the little pig fell to the ground.
"Yaya doesn't want a little pig." The little girl's tone was obviously not comparable to Xiaobei's. It was too childish.
"No, no, a little pig is not good. Let's go to the front. Daddy will buy you something more fun." The adult pulled the little girl away.
Xiaobei was stunned. Seeing that there was no carriage on the road, he ran to the opposite side of the street and picked up the broken little pig on the ground. Only a small half of it was stuck to the bamboo stick. He shook his head regretfully. "Malt candy. Brother said that this piece of candy can let an adult live for a day if they are hungry."
"Let's go, let's go. He spent money to buy it. If he wants to throw it away, so be it. Our Great Tang doesn't lack food now." Xiao Yuan pulled Xiao Bei away.
"Wait, pick it up. What if it sticks to other people's feet? Xiaoyuan, how many people do you think have bought Darling Candy House's candies and then casually threw them away? "
Xiao Bei squatted down and began to pick up the pieces of Little Pig. He placed them in his palm piece by piece and then grimaced from the stickiness.
Xiaoyuan thought about it and gave up on the idea of picking them up together with Xiaobei. However, he decided to stick it to himself. There were only a few pieces anyway. He could wash them when the time came and leave his hands behind. Perhaps he could even help to carry the items.
So he stood by the side and answered Xiao Bei's question, "I don't think so. Our candies are very delicious, and the packaging is beautiful. Every candy has its own story. How much determination would it take to throw them away?"
"That's good. Xiaoyuan, where's that light blue handkerchief of yours? I saw a flower bloom on it last time. Let me take a look again." Xiao Bei nodded and stood up to join his sister. He then asked Xiaoyuan very casually.
Xiaoyuan also answered casually, "Yes, I saw it last time too. I just threw it away casually. Also, I feel that if we were to compare based on money, my clothes are more valuable than the candy."
"Oh ~!" Xiao Bei seemed very dejected. His act had been seen through so quickly. It seemed that the people around him were not easy to fool.
When he returned to the team, Wang Juan had already taken out a wet towel to wipe his hands. She asked, "What's the matter now?"
"Xiao Bei's heart aches for a piece of candy. He feels that it can save lives at a critical moment, but he just threw it away casually. It's not good." Xiaoyuan helped to explain.
"It's okay. Our Great Tang has relief stations. If there are really people who don't have enough to eat, they can go to the relief stations. They won't starve to death. The country's food production is enough. Otherwise, your brother and I wouldn't have started a war.
Actually, this is something that has existed since ancient times. Those who have more resources have the right to squander them as they wish. Then, people will starve to death at their feet.
There's no right or wrong, only choice. Because if you help people who are about to starve to death, they might not thank you. They might even rely on you in the future. At the same time, there are many reasons why people will starve to death. Some are because the weather is bad and there is no harvest. Some are because they are unlucky and their food is washed away by the flood or burned by fire. But there are also some because they are lazy and not smart enough. They are too stupid. "
Wang Juan tried her best to explain in words that Xiao Bei and the rest could understand. When it came to food, she wasn't very strict. She didn't require everyone to eat when they were eating. This was because at that time, other than Africa, it wasn't easy to starve people to death.
Moreover, it was not that the world did not have enough food in Africa, but that other people would not provide food to them for free. Humanitarian aid was only a small part of it.
However, many people occupied Africa through other means. They planted a lot of food on the land they occupied. A portion of it was used for relief, but more was used elsewhere. Then, people in Africa continued to starve to death. It was a very interesting thing.
Therefore, Wang Juan, who was used to seeing human nature, did not think about so many things that should not be thought about.
However, Wang Juan knew that Zhang Xiaobao was very serious about food. When he was young, he had been starved. Even though the relief station at that time could still take care of some of the relief work, no one liked to go there. There were many restrictions, and the food and accommodation were not good. Otherwise, why would everyone stay at home when they went there?
This also caused Zhang Xiaobao to be very extreme in some aspects.
When Xiao Bei heard his sister's words, he still felt that it was a pity. He said sadly, "Is it natural selection? As long as they are unlucky and have little ability, many people starve to death every year. When the time comes, those who have the ability and luck to survive will have more and more powerful descendants. It's really too cruel. "
Wang Juan could not help but laugh. She patted Xiao Bei's head and said, "Not all of them. After all, humans are different from other animals. If they had been doing that since ancient times, we probably would not have seen the people of today. Humans are powerful because they know how to pity and sympathize with others.
Maybe it's because they have a smart brain that makes them feel more pity and sympathy. Maybe it's because of pity and sympathy that people become smarter. That's why humans can use tools and then unite to compete with other animals for resources.
Until now, it has become like this. Then we all say that wolf packs are scary because they are united and know how to divide the work. But what's really scary is humans. Humans are not only united, they know how to divide the work, they also know how to sacrifice. When a wolf in a wolf pack is injured in battle, if they can't keep up with the team, they will be abandoned. If humans are injured in battle, they will be nurtured. This is the similarity and the difference. "
Wang Juan was very tired from talking. She did not want her younger siblings to become cold, and she did not want them to become kind to the point of foolishness. Therefore, she had to go back and forth to explain.
Xiao Bei and the rest listened attentively as they walked. The guards consciously left enough space for them to prevent people from approaching them.
After a while, Xiao Bei nodded vigorously and said, "I know. If a wolf in a pack dies, its children won't have a good time. They look very united, but they can't beat a human. If a human's adult dies, its children will be taken care of. A race that doesn't take care of its own children will eventually be swallowed up and wiped out, right?"
"That's right. Xiao Bei is really smart." Wang Juan patted Xiao Bei's head again.
"According to the story, after the main character became very powerful, in order to find a treasure that could make him even more powerful, he went to the grassland mentioned in the story. That place turned into a desert, and the people of the past were all gone.
It was said that they were wiped out by other civilizations because the people of the grassland used the law of the jungle. In the beginning, they were very powerful for a period of time, but later on, the technology of other civilizations improved. The grassland people did not care about their lives for themselves, while the people of that civilization did it for the group. The selfish nature of the grassland people made them worse as they fought. In the end, they were gone. "
Xiao Bei had been listening to this story for some time, but he only remembered the plot of the story. Today, he finally understood the philosophy of the story.
Wang Juan nodded with relief. She and Zhang Xiaobao worked hard to make up stories for their younger siblings for this purpose.
Those stories were full of leveling up elements to attract the younger brothers and sisters to listen carefully. But what really needed to be told to the younger brothers and sisters was a small auxiliary plot that inadvertently appeared in the story, or even a seemingly useless description.
Otherwise, if it was just leveling up, leveling up, and leveling up, it would be purely entertaining. It was superficial but likable, but it could not be used to guide people, let alone children. That kind of writing was not even as good as a school that had appeared in Taiwan before, the Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School. At least, many television series had been based on them.
Of course, Wang Juan also knew that the stories she and Xiao Bao made up for their younger siblings had an age restriction. If it was shown to children under the age of 13, it would be very interesting.
If it was shown to people between the ages of 14 and 20, it would be over. They would feel that you were forcing an idea and experience on them. Some of them would even feel that you were too long-winded, and they would not be able to see that you had written a lot of children in the story. They would feel that the story was very childish.
However, if it was shown to people older, or even people with children, they would feel that it was very interesting and enlightening. If it was shown to people above the age of 30, they would smile knowingly. Even if there were mistakes in the story, they would be able to understand.
Wang Juan's evaluation was based on the fact that people in this era matured earlier. If it was her and Zhang Xiaobao's era, the age would have to be delayed. This was because there were many people who married late and had children late, so people matured later.
If you told a school student about politics, economics, human nature, and social philosophy, even if you put it in the story, they would not be willing to listen. What they wanted was for you to be bullied first, and then you would use more powerful methods to bully them back, and so on and so forth. As for the other things, they were not important.
That was why it was said that the battle leveling up style and the pastoral leveling up style were different. The audience was different.
At present, Wang Juan began to consider whether she should take some time to adjust the story with Xiao Bao. She wanted to add a part of the description of the scenery, geography, and mineral knowledge so that her younger siblings could learn more.
"Also, there's what the story says …" Once Xiaobei started talking about the story, she could not stop. She began to chatter about the story she had heard and her understanding of the story to the other eight little fellows.
Xiaoyuan and the others were very cooperative. Not only did they listen, but they also occasionally helped to add on and perfect the story. This was because they had their own roles in the story, and they wanted to describe themselves as best as possible.
They walked slowly. Just as Wang Juan was about to let the little fellows get on the bus and hurry on their way, Zhang Xiaobao returned.
"What, did you find out?" Wang Juan asked when she saw Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao waved his hand. "No, he's planning to go on a long trip. He's buying things at various stores. Cans, ropes, hatchets, and clothes. This kid actually hid money. After winning against him, he didn't take out all the money. There's a Shiguan note in his shoe. When I think about how I might have come into contact with that kind of money, I feel disgusted. How many germs are on it? I finally know why luck and beriberi can infect each other, and also breath."
"Don't come back to disgust me. Is breath the same as beriberi? I'll stuff a sock in your mouth at night. Then you came back? "Wang Juan punched Zhang Xiaobao.
"I came back. I can see that he doesn't plan to leave today. He needs to have a good rest. I got someone to keep an eye on him. When he leaves, I'll go over and take it as a break."
As Zhang Xiaobao spoke, he looked at his younger brothers and sisters who were looking up at him. He asked, "Why don't you take the car? If you want to go Between the Clouds and the Water, you guys can't go far. It's over there. "
"We'll take the car later. It's good to walk around and see what people are busy with. Just now, there was a child about my age who threw away the candy. What a pity. Look, which restaurant is that? The leftovers from yesterday, right? Why is it only now that someone is going to collect it? "
Xiao Bei saw a cart pulling a large wooden bucket. A person got off the cart and took out a small wooden bucket from the back alley of a restaurant. He poured the contents into the big wooden bucket and said in puzzlement.
Zhang Xiaobao was also puzzled when he saw this. Under normal circumstances, the restaurant would pour out the things the night before. If it was opened very late, it would be done early in the morning the next day. It didn't seem good to pour it out now. There were many people on the road, and they would feel uncomfortable after seeing it. It would affect the restaurant's business.
With doubts in his heart, Zhang Xiaobao led a group of people over. Their actions clearly frightened the person who was pouring the things out. He stood there and didn't dare to move.
Zhang Xiaobao came closer and looked over. He said, "It's all steamed buns and rice. Where are the leftovers?"
Xiao Bei also extended his arm to a guard and let him carry it. He also looked over. Sure enough, it was as his brother said. The big wooden bucket was full of staple food, and there was very little noodles.
The person who was asked didn't dare to not answer. He replied, "The leftovers were collected by someone last night to feed the pigs. After the pigs eat it, they will become very fat. I raise chickens. My family also sells steamed buns and sesame seed cakes. If the chickens eat too much greasy food, they will become greedy. In the future, they won't lay eggs if I don't feed them often."
Zhang Xiaobao stared at the other person's eyes. When the other person finished speaking, he questioned, "Are you sure you didn't take the things home and put them back in the noodles?"
"I wouldn't dare," the person said repeatedly, but his eyes flickered.
Zhang Xiaobao didn't say anything else. He led his brother and sister and continued to walk forward.
Wang Juan, who was beside him, sighed. "There are more and more smart people now. They know how to further reduce the cost. Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not a big deal. The leftover staple food from last night was taken back by someone. If it's not spoiled, they can put it back in the noodles and steam it or roast it. The high temperature will also sterilize it. Not only is it reusing the resources, but it also saves on yeast. "
Wang Juan's words were obviously not true. But living in a society, there will always be some helplessness. If everyone could consciously do what they should do, then it would become the communism that she didn't dare to believe.
Zhang Xiaobao was silent for a while. He shook his head and said, "No, we definitely can't allow him to do that. Today, we let him make steamed buns. Tomorrow, he might do something to the vegetables he received.
For example, you can first precipitate it, then boil it, filter it, precipitate it again, heat it up again, and filter it again. Then, you can put it in a bucket and sell it to a restaurant at a very low price. The kitchen chefs of the restaurant use it to cook ordinary tofu. If the previous processing technique is not perfect, you can actually taste the minced meat tofu from the tofu. You can give a thumbs up and praise, this tofu … is amazing. "
Beside him, Xiao Bei listened and felt that the processing technique mentioned by her brother was very magical. She thought hard and reminded, "Brother, then can the leftovers be put into compressed biscuits? Compressed biscuits are a lot of things put together. This way, it won't be a waste. "
"Don't listen to your brother's nonsense. You can draw inferences from one example." Wang Juan was very helpless. In the past, when she said that the medicine for diarrhea on the skewers could treat dysentery, Xiao Bei wanted to help with the cold medicine to treat typhoid.
"That's why it depends on how you look at things." Zhang Xiaobao smiled and hugged his sister. "If we let it go once, it will happen more often in the future. I hope that the people of Great Tang can save and cherish food, but I don't want to use this method to recycle and reuse.
Of course, I don't care if the oil is sold to other countries, but it can't be sold in our country. So many things have been fermented, reacted, and heated. Who knows what will appear in it? What if it affects the genes? Just hearing about it makes me scared. Isn't that right, Xiao Bei? "
"Yes, I'm scared. I feel disgusted just thinking about it. Putting the leftovers of other people's food into a big pot and boiling it, and then giving it to me to eat. It's so uncomfortable." Xiao Bei covered her mouth and pretended to vomit.
"Pass down the order. Have them pass a law in the Imperial Court. Then announce it in the newspapers and on the bulletin boards of the local government offices. Whoever dares to recycle food from restaurants and remake it for people to eat will be judged guilty. The person who reports will receive a lot of rewards."
Zhang Xiaobao couldn't just say a sentence and then arrest the person and convict him. After all, such a crime hadn't been committed yet. He had to pass it through those boring people in the Imperial Court first.
"Let's go. We'll take the carriage back. I'll make ice cream for all of you when we get home." Zhang Xiaobao carried his sister and boarded the carriage. The others followed suit.
*****
In the outskirts of the capital's Ministry of Works, Li Longji was able to finish filming the last set of scenes before noon today. After which, he could edit and copy the scenes before sending them to various places in Great Tang. At least three sets of equipment had to be sent to each prefecture, and then it would be played in the counties under their jurisdiction.
If there were villages that were too far away, a team of people would be sent to them so that the citizens of Great Tang could see the heroic image of their emperor.
"We can see that filming a movie isn't an easy task." During the break in the filming, Li Longji sat under a large sun umbrella and casually grabbed a bottle of iced soda. He opened the cap and gulped down two mouthfuls of it. After which, he used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead and sighed.
He didn't dare to move his hands too much in case he wiped off the makeup on his face.
Gao Lishi wasn't guarding the construction site in the palace today. He believed that even if he wasn't around, no one would dare to slack off, let alone cut corners.
Hearing His Majesty's words, he didn't say anything. He knew that His Majesty was complaining happily. Filming a movie wasn't just tiring for one person. Everyone was tired. However, only those who were filmed could be shown on the screen for many people to watch.
This was a great opportunity to become famous. If other scholars could join in the future, they would be willing to do anything for a spot.
Usually, they would tire themselves out by participating in poetry gatherings, cocktail parties, and even sending invitations to high officials and nobles. They would flatter each other and occasionally criticize the government. Their goal was to become famous, and then take the imperial examinations and take in students.
Once they succeeded, not only would they gain fame, they would also gain benefits.
Now, they could publish articles in newspapers and encourage others to buy them. In the future, when they were filming a movie, they would be able to see the real person and become famous faster. What should they do then?
Gao Lishi was worried about the movie. He was worried that when the Emperor's movie was released, many officials who had the same idea would use various means in the Imperial Court to get a chance to be filmed.
Therefore, there would be one more benefit to compete for. The Imperial Court would be very lively, and the Censorate would not be lonely anymore.
"Lishi, I'll give you a few more scenes." Li Longji saw that Gao Lishi was in a daze. He thought that Gao Lishi felt that he didn't get enough scenes, so he comforted him.
"Ah? Your Majesty, this subject thanks you, but there's no need. This subject has enough scenes. Previously, there was a person who helped you pick eggs and gave this subject a lot of scenes. There were also a few lines of dialogue, such as' Your Majesty, look, this small one is an egg, this big one is a duck egg, this bigger one is a goose egg '. "
Gao Lishi didn't intend to continue wasting the film. No matter what, he had to give the Emperor more chances to show his face.
Li Longji rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you cut that part? We can't not tell the difference between chicken, duck, and goose eggs. If it was broadcasted, the common people would laugh to death. Who wrote the script? Punish him. "
"He has already been punished. He was given ten whips, but he kept saying that he was wronged because his angle was different. He said that he was not filming the official history, but a drama. If it was an official history, there wouldn't be so much dialogue and scenes.
Although this subject hit him, I feel that this person is not bad. I plan to let him write a distorted history to belittle the emperor of other countries according to the situation of other countries. "
After Gao Lishi helped to come up with the bad idea, the person who was hit said that although that person didn't write the script well, he did have some skills. It would be a pity to drive him out of this industry.
Li Longji nodded. He personally opened a bottle of soda and handed it to Gao Lishi, praising, "It's my Great Tang's fortune that you know how to use people well. Tell me, do you want to send someone to Jiannan Road to find Xiao Bao and the others and give them a few sets of scenes? Among the common people, there are actually more portraits of them than of us. It's not good for us to not give them a chance to show their faces. "
Gao Lishi could tell that this person was obviously jealous. The Emperor also had portraits among the common people, but not many of them were used. Furthermore, they were mostly abstract, unlike Xiao Bao and Cuckoo's portraits. There were people who specially painted them and then printed them. They were then bought by people with money and placed in different places.
For example, if they were placed outside the rice vat, it meant that there would be a harvest with them around. If they were placed on the stove, it meant that they could replace the Kitchen God. If they were placed on the incense table, it meant that they could throw away the sculptures of the Bodhisattva or the Three Pure Ones. If they were placed on the door, not to mention ghosts, even gods could be kicked out. If they were placed under the bed, they would think that they couldn't do this. If others were to find out about it, they would be beaten to death.
In any case, it was the kind that had many uses, and almost every household didn't lack it. If they really couldn't buy it, they would draw an imaginary one that was more famous than His Majesty.
After thinking for a moment, Gao Lishi said softly, "This subject believes that if His Majesty really sends someone to send the equipment over, they will get the soldiers to take a picture of it and then publicize it. For example, the soldiers of Great Tang fought valiantly, didn't fall, fought to the death, and so on.
For example, a soldier's clothes would be torn, his face would be wounded, and his arms would be bandaged. In order to avoid the enemy's fierce rain of arrows, he would carry a rifle on his back and a grenade by his waist while crawling forward.
When he was within twenty meters of the enemy, he would suddenly stand up, hold his rifle, and shout 'Long live the Emperor' while reloading and reloading. In the end, he would be shot like a hedgehog and be dragged back to his position by his comrades. He would cover his heart where he was shot, speak for a quarter of an hour, explain his will clearly, and thank His Majesty before he breathed his last. "
Initially, Li Longji was nodding his head in agreement, but as he listened on, he was stunned. He stared at Gao Lishi in shock and said, "What kind of scriptwriter and director are you talking about? Instead of shooting from afar, you would run to the most comfortable range of the enemy's bow and open fire. If he dares to stand up twenty meters away from me, I'll shoot him down with an arrow. Furthermore, it's already twenty meters away. If he doesn't throw a grenade, what kind of treasure is that? "
As he spoke, Li Longji shook his head, clearly finding it inappropriate. It was fine to fool those who didn't know, but wouldn't those in the know laugh to death? If this was really filmed and broadcasted to the masses, they would think that Great Tang's guns were useless.
"This is what Xiao Bao said in the past. He said that it would further reflect the iron-bloodedness of the soldiers and express the desperation of war." Gao Lishi felt wronged. After all, he wasn't the one who came up with this idea.
"Xiao Bao is always up to no good. What iron-bloodedness? To stand up within the range of the enemy's long-range weapons is to be called a retard. When the masses see this, their first thought wouldn't be about the desperation of the war, but who trained the soldiers of Great Tang? They deserve to be killed. "
Li Longji said confidently.
Gao Lishi nodded in agreement.
The two of them chatted about interesting matters regarding the filming of the movie. After Li Longji finished a few more sets, he was finally done with the filming. However, he wasn't sure about the post-production. After all, he hadn't tried it before, so he had to try it out according to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's methods. He would just have to familiarize himself with it in the future.
After finishing the last set, it was already noon. Li Longji decided to be generous and treat everyone to a meal to celebrate.
The location was the canteen of the Ministry of Works. Pointing at the pictures on the wall, he told the crew to choose whatever they wanted. He would pay the bill and put it on Xiao Bao's tab. After all, the Ministry of Works belonged to the Zhang Family and the Wang Family. As the Emperor, he couldn't break the rule of not spending money.
The crew was extremely grateful. They all greeted the chefs and chose dishes that weren't on the wall. They belonged to the Zhang Family and the Wang Family, so they were used to eating the dishes prepared by the chefs arranged by their families.
A peculiar expression appeared on Li Longji's face. If Zhang Xiaobao saw this, he would definitely give a 'bad taste' evaluation. It was as though it was an honor to spend other people's money to treat someone else to a meal.
After scheming against Zhang Xiaobao when he wasn't around, Li Longji felt extremely happy.
On the other hand, Gao Lishi felt very helpless. Her Majesty was normally fine, but when it came to matters involving Xiao Bao, she would always be in a special state. Her blood pressure would obviously rise, but her appetite would also increase. It was very mysterious.
The crew took the food and ate quickly. They were really hungry. They only had a bowl of porridge in the morning before rushing back to work. Moving the props back and forth was very tiring, so they could have a good rest after lunch.
With a victorious smile on his face, Li Longji asked someone to bring him his plate. He also deliberately asked someone to pour him a glass of wine. He sat down and started eating.
Right at this moment, someone from the telegram department came in. When he appeared at the door, he shouted, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Zhang Xiaobao is calling."
"Quick, bring it over for me to see. Could it be that Xiao Bao found out that I was treating everyone to a meal in the canteen? Haha. " Li Longji swallowed a piece of sweet and sour pork and took the telegram excitedly. He read it with a smile.
Gao Lishi also took a plate and sat across from Li Longji. He waited for Her Majesty to read it so that he could bring it over.
As Li Longji read, he frowned. As he read, his Adam's apple began to move up and down. He glanced down and closed his mouth to let out a muffled groan. He forced himself to hold it back and put the telegram to the side. He then picked up the wine glass and drank half of the wine.
"Your Majesty …" Gao Lishi noticed that the emperor didn't seem to be in a good state, so he asked with concern.
Li Longji waved his hand, "It's fine, it's fine. Xiao Bao probably calculated that I would treat his crew to his canteen and spend his own money to eat his food. That's why he sent me a set of swill processing methods. After some processing, it can continue to be a delicacy on the dining table.
For example, this dish of Chinese cabbage in front of me right now. If the chef makes it well, not only will I be able to taste the crispness and tenderness of the cabbage, but I will also be able to taste the meat in the vegetable oil stir-fried dish. Don't you think it's amazing? "
When Gao Lishi heard it, he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. Fortunately, he hadn't eaten yet, so he was very glad. However, since Her Majesty had eaten, he could only suggest, "Your Majesty, why don't we go on a diet for lunch today?"
"No need. I wasn't prepared earlier, but I'm not afraid now. Xiao Bao wants to make a law to prevent others from getting sick from eating. We'll discuss it during the morning court tomorrow. Eat. Xiao Bao is against people reprocessing swill. He's even more against people who order a bunch of dishes and throw them away without eating a single bite, especially people like me who don't need to spend money to eat. "
After calming his stomach and mood, Li Longji began to eat again. He ate very happily, which showed that he had good control over his food. Furthermore, he was confident that no one would dare to feed him swill oil. This method probably hadn't been developed yet.
Gao Lishi hurriedly poured wine into Li Longji's empty glass and also poured a glass for himself. He drank it to suppress his disgust.
*****
After making Li Longji feel disgusted, Zhang Xiaobao didn't have a good time preparing lunch.
Ever since Xiaobei and the others found out that swill had a great effect, they didn't want to eat lunch anymore. They were preparing to make some snacks, such as nuts.
Zhang Xiaobao pondered for a while and chose a dish that wasn't easy to make with swill. That was barbecuing. Barbecuing a whole sheep without oil would be done directly. At most, they would sprinkle some chili powder, cumin, and salt, and eat it with fruit juice.
Xiaobei and the others thought about it and felt that it was fine, but they had to see their brother kill the sheep with their own eyes to prevent them from not knowing where he got the dead sheep. When they ate it, they also had to take medicine to treat diarrhea, which was troublesome.
"Look at you, you scared them. They can't even eat peacefully." Wang Juan expressed her dissatisfaction with Zhang Xiaobao who had just put the sheep on the grill.
"What are you scared of? You'll get used to it. Of course, you didn't eat it at that time, but other people ate a lot." Zhang Xiaobao began to cut the sheep with a knife.
"It's just scary. Impossible." Wang Juan shook her head.
"Forget it. How much oil does the family produce in a year? How much oil does the family use in a year? Where did the extra oil come from? Anyway, I don't have any evidence now. If it was in the past, I could bring you to the kitchen of a restaurant to take a look. You would see many plastic barrels with black grease on the outside.
I'm just saying. Anyway, you didn't eat it in the past, and I didn't eat it in the future. I'm just saying. Let's not let them show up while we still can. If they form a chain of interests again, it will be difficult to deal with them. "
Zhang Xiaobao began to shake the grill slowly, and the sheep emitted a sizzling sound when the grease was being burned.
"Do your work. When Xiaobei and the others come later, you are not allowed to say such disgusting things." Wang Juan began to arrange the knives and forks.
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