Wang Jian dances on a bamboo pole with the power of a tiger and a tiger, just like those Shaolin monks in later TV series.

No!

Much more powerful than those in the TV series.

After all, this is real, and the shock it brings to the senses is different!

Even though the old man is getting older, his skills on his hands have not diminished at all, and his movements are neat and smooth. It looks like he practices them regularly at home!

"Young Master, have you seen everything clearly?"

While the young lady was fascinated, Wang Jian took back the bamboo pole, walked to the young lady and asked with a smile.

"Look...see clearly!"

Ying Feiyu came back to his senses, wiped his saliva, clasped his fists slightly awkwardly and said: "The old general has extraordinary skills, I admire him, I admire him!"

"Oh! It's no longer possible. I'm getting older and my reactions have become slower. If I were to go back another twenty years, my skills would be even sharper than this!"

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Twenty years ago, Wang Jian was really high-spirited. As long as he took action, there was no place he couldn't win and no battle he couldn't win!

To unify the six kingdoms, Wang Jian led troops to attack five of them, but only one, Qi, was captured by the Meng family!

"Young Master, come and try it too!"

Wang Jian handed the bamboo pole to the young lady.

"good!"

Little Shota took the bamboo pole, recalled his moves, and started dancing.

Despite his small hands and feet, he dances with great energy.

It's just that some of the moves were too fast and I couldn't remember them clearly, so I only danced what I remembered!

"Papa...!"

Wang Jian on the side kept slapping his hands, "Haha! What a good boy! What a good young man!"

Wang Jian has seen too many soldiers, and there is really no one who can master this style of marksmanship just after seeing them once.

Not even his son Wang Ben can do it!

Fortunately, I was influenced by my ears and my eyes, and was taught by him all the time, which is why I achieved my current achievements!

If Wang Ben had half the talent of Xiao Zhengtai, the Huns would probably wet their pants.

Da Qin’s territory still needs to be expanded by several million miles!

"Master, can you teach me the sword some other time?"

After finishing the stick dance, Xiao Zhengtai shook Wang Jian's arm and begged.

"Okay, let's learn guns today and swords tomorrow!"

Wang Jian came here today just to see how this guy is doing, and now it seems that he is very satisfied.

"Master is so kind to me...!"

Xiao Zhengtai smiled innocently, "Master, let me treat you to something delicious!"

"Delicious? Then I want to try it!"

"I heard Wan'er go back and say, can you make ice?"

Wang Wan went back and told everything that happened at Ying Yinman's place, including the summer ice making, which aroused Wang Jian's curiosity.

Wang Jian now does not go to court early unless there are special circumstances. He spends his days raising flowers, playing with birds, and eating some delicious food. He lives a very comfortable life.

It is precisely in this way that their family has become a double-married family without being suspected by Ying Zheng!

"Master, wait!"

The young lady jumped up on her short legs and ran towards the kitchen.

Wang Jian looked at his back with a kind smile.

After a while, the young lady ran back and found that the old man had fallen asleep on the rocking chair under the banyan tree!

This old man would actually enjoy it.

"Master, Master?"

Little Shota held the plate and called softly twice.

"Huh? Huh?"

The old man woke up suddenly.

"Oh, I'm so rude, I somehow fell asleep while rocking on it!"

Wang Jian stood up embarrassedly.

At first, I just thought this thing was novel and wanted to sit on it and try it. Unexpectedly, it could move on its own, so I simply lay down to rest.

It didn’t matter if I took this break, I just fell asleep!

"Master, this is called a rocking chair. If you like it, I will ask the general supervisor to build another one for you tomorrow!"

"Haha, okay, thank you very much, young master!"

Needless to say, this gift was truly delivered to Wang Jian's heart.

"Hmm? What does it smell like?"

A breeze blew, and Wang Jian smelled an alluring fragrance and kept twitching his nose.

"These are potato chips!"

"Master, let me tell you a secret...!"

Little Zhengtai hooked her fingers towards Wang Jian and whispered in Wang Jian's ear: "This potato is one I kept secretly. You must not tell others, otherwise your father will be angry if he finds out!"

After saying that, Xiao Zhengtai took a piece and stuffed it into Wang Jian's mouth.

"Huh? It smells good! It smells so good!"

When the potato chips entered his mouth, Wang Jian immediately opened his eyes and felt that his life for these decades had been in vain.

"What's this?"

"Potato chips are potato slices fried in oil!"

Little Shota found a place to grow potatoes herself, so she kept one as a backup to satisfy her cravings.

When I saw Wang Jian today, I thought of my grandfather in later generations, so I took it out and fried it into potato chips!

"Is it the one that produces a thousand catties of grain per acre?"

He heard the word potato from his son Wang Ben, and he didn't expect it to be so delicious.

"Yes, potatoes can be used as staple food or in cooking. They go well with anything. They can be stored for more than a year when dried!"

Xiao Zhengtai gave a brief introduction.

"Uh...more than a year?"

As a general, Wang Jian naturally knew the importance of food.

When going out to fight, the most worrying thing is food and grass. If you can have food that can be stored for more than a year, there is no need to worry even if the supplies from the rear do not arrive!

"Well! Once enough grain is cultivated next year, I, Da Qin, will no longer have to worry about food!"

Little Shota threw a potato chip into her mouth and chewed it with enjoyment on her face.

"I didn't expect you to have such good skills at such a young age!"

Wang Jian was really impressed by the delicious taste of potatoes.

It can be said that potato chips are the best thing he has ever eaten!

"There's no way, I don't like steaming now, so I can only do it myself!"

Xiao Zhengtai chewed the crispy potato chips and explained with a smile, "Potato chips are actually very simple. You just need to slice the potatoes, boil them in water, and then fry them in oil. Of course, you also need to add some fine salt when taking them out of the pot.

Season it!”

"Well, the fine salt in the palace is indeed first-class!"

Wang Jian nodded in agreement.

In this era, salt is a scarce commodity, even more precious than gold.

Especially fine salt, ordinary people have never even seen it, let alone eating it!

Even these meritorious ministers can only occasionally get a small package from the emperor!

This small package is only used on very important occasions!

Ordinary people use coarse salt, a large piece of salt, which contains many impurities.

Just knock a little off every time you use it and adjust the flavor!

"Master, you are wrong. There are too many impurities in the salt in the palace. How can we make such a delicious dish? The fine salt I use is all made by myself!"

When the young lady mentioned the fine salt in the palace, she scoffed.

He didn't expect anything like the iodized salt of later generations, but it couldn't be too rough either!

The ones in the palace are said to be fine salt, which is only slightly better than the ones outside. There are still many impurities and the taste is very bitter, making it impossible to eat!
Chapter completed!