"Here comes the pot!"

"If you want something to eat, bring me a bowl."

"First come, first served."

…

Everyone rushed forward and handed over the wooden bowl.

What Zhao Gao couldn't believe was that Ying Zheng actually squeezed into the crowd with a wooden bowl...

Zhao Gao wiped his eyes and thought to himself, am I dazzled?

Is that King Ying Zheng?

Holding a wooden bowl...

Before he could finish his sigh, Ying Zheng turned back to him angrily and shouted:

"What are you still doing in a daze?"

"Bring me more bowls!"

After Zhao Gao said "Oh, uh uh..." for a while, he finally realized what he was doing and picked up a wooden bowl and handed it over.

For a moment, the house was filled with heat and chaos, and it was as lively as a battlefield.

"Chili" sound.

Ying Zheng sucked down the last noodle, then touched his stomach and said with satisfaction:

“The food is delicious and delicious.”

"Widow...I haven't had such a full meal in a long time."

"This stone mill..."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng's eyes turned to the stone mill.

Then he laughed even more:

"sure!"

"If you know there is a stone mill, there will be noodles."

"clever!"

"We hit it off as soon as we met, so I'll give you this stone mill!"

"I'll just make another one later."

Ying Zheng was overjoyed and said "Thank you very much" and immediately ordered people to carry the stone mill away.
Chapter completed!