Meng Tian's words fell into the hearts of the Qin monarchs and ministers.

After Qin conquered Bashu, he immigrated for decades and assimilated. The Bashu area successfully merged with Qin's local area and became part of Qin's territory. Several governors of Shu County were very capable in internal affairs, military and political affairs. It has to be said that the qualities of the governors of Qin were casually twisted, and they were all capable ministers. Shu Guard led his army to attack Chu and expanded the territory. Li Bing presided over the construction of Dujiangyan, and the CD plains were far away from drought and flood disasters, and truly became a country of Tianfu. Qin lost the food from Shu, just like China lost the coal from Shanxi, and the consequences were unimaginable.

From simple to extravagant, it is easy to go from extravagant to frugality. After getting used to the blood supply from Shu, Qin State can no longer be separated from the economic support of Shu.

"What good way does Zhongfu have?" In Ying Zheng's mind, the scene of locusts flying towards Shu appeared. It was vast and boundless. He ate all the food, grass, and all the plants on the earth. He felt very anxious.

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In the court, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Buwei, with some expectant, some doubtful, and those who were lucky enough to gloat. Lu Buwei also wanted to curse himself, I am the prime minister, don't you know how to share the worries of the prime minister?

"Neshisheng, you are in charge of Guanzhong and the grain warehouse in the capital. You are usually responsible for preventing insects and hindering. Tell the king how to deal with the overwhelming locusts?" Even though Lu Buwei traveled around the world and had rich knowledge, he could not think of any good way, so he kicked the ball to Neshisheng.

Nei Shisheng greeted Lu Buwei's ancestors fiercely in his heart. In public, he had to stand up and said with a tough bullet: "Since the founding of Qin, I have never seen such a powerful locust plague. I have no good idea. Maybe I can ask Taizhu to worship Dayu and God to protect my Qin!"

Meng Tian frowned. When he heard the word God at first, he thought that Christianity had been spread to China. Even though he already knew that God was originally a native god in China, his full name was Haotian God. He was used to Christianity, but he forgot the God of his own nation. As a descendant of Yan and Huang, Meng Tian felt very ashamed. God may exist, or may not exist. Meng Tian knew in his heart that locust plagues were surging, and at this time, he must not place all hope on God.

The Qin people did not undergo atheistic ideological education, and there was a general awe of ghosts and gods. They exorcise ghosts and divination books. Almost every household had a volume, and went out to watch the auspicious day and walked on Yubu. During the Warring States Period, people had their own special beliefs. Meng Tian did not understand, but was trying to get used to this ignorant consciousness that was criticized by later generations.

The inner-minister of the Great Qin Dynasty said something that was even more charlatan than the slander who fooled the immortal alchemist. Meng Tian didn't agree with it. When God appeared, the locusts would become the ruling class of Qin. What surprised Meng Tian was that many ministers nodded repeatedly, and the ministers who did not nodded also showed thoughts.

Times are different, and it is indeed undesirable to be harsh with the eyes of the future generations. The Qin monarch and ministers seriously passed the proposal of worshiping God Yu. Meng Tian couldn't bear to destroy the hope in people's hearts, thinking that God was definitely unreliable, and he had to find a way out himself.

"Meng Tian, ​​I see that you have been frowning. Do you have any worries?"

After the court meeting ended, Ying Zheng found Meng Tian's unexpected silence. He had not seen Meng Tian think hard, and he couldn't help but be curious. Could it be that Meng Tian fell in love with a girl from a certain family?

"Ying Yan is so entangled with you, but she is still young, she is only ten years old now. After a few years, I will marry her to you."

"King, I didn't think about that." In private, Ying Zheng's young character was undoubtedly revealed. Meng Tian felt very wronged. I was worried about the country and the people. As the king of a country, you are still in love with the wind and flowers. "Just just now, Nei Shisheng proposed to worship God Yu, God, but I feel that the matter of gods is illusory and I am always very nervous."

"Then have you thought of any good idea?" Ying Zheng was not the heartless Sima Zhong, but he had no power in his hands. In desperation, he just didn't want to care about so much for the time being.

"I thought of the solution, but it requires the cooperation of the king." Meng Tian deliberately kept it a secret.

"Oh, how do you need me to cooperate?" Everyone was curious, and Ying Zheng was indeed hooked. Perhaps, at this time, Ying Zheng had not yet learned how to use power to plot against anyone, and truly regarded Meng Tian as a playmate.

"You can do this by the king..."

Ying Zheng led Song Wu to join the scene. He heard Meng Tian say it in detail, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding, sometimes surprised.

"Are you sure the locusts can be eaten?"

"I'm sure."

Chinese people are particularly particular about eating. The cooking technology of this era is not as developed as later generations, but people are still very particular about the food they eat. When Qu Yuan wrote Chu Ci, he even described the scene of enjoying delicious food. When Yi Yin advised Shang Tang, he also used food as a metaphor. Thinking of the species that were rampant in many countries, they moaned hard on the Chinese dining table. Meng Tian had an idea, why not promote people's foodie spirit? Meng Tian remembered that there was a special dish in later generations, and the ingredients were locusts. Nutrition experts said that locusts were rich in protein, but they were a big tonic.

After the Qin army conquered Lingnan, the conditions were harsh and the military rations were often poor. When they were hungry, they would send them to their mouths as long as they could eat. Over time, they left behind Guangdong people who dared to eat anything. But at this time, the Qin people's foodie genes had not evolved to that level, and eating locusts was incredible.

Food is like a beauty. External beauty is very important. No matter how delicious the taste is, the face of the dinosaur cannot arouse people's appetite. If it weren't for being extremely familiar with Meng Tian, ​​Ying Zheng would definitely think that Meng Tian's proposal was purely a prank.

"I'll let the guards catch a cage of locusts later. I'll cook myself and give it to the king."

Seeing that Ying Zheng was still suspicious and could not make up his mind, Meng Tian could only pack up the cooking skills he had forgotten and cooked a good meal of locusts.

Night gradually descended, and in the era without electric lights, the oil lamps in Xianyang Palace were kind and still could not dispel the rich night.

In the Qin King's bedroom, oil lamps of all sizes are like sparks, swaying in the breeze, driving the figures in the hall to mottle.

"King, how about trying my skills?"

Ying Zheng picked up the chopsticks and hesitated for a long time and put them down again. The locusts on the plate were golden and bright in color, but that way, it really made people unable to raise any appetite. "Meng Tian, ​​come first?" Ying Zheng thought for a while, put down the chopsticks, and looked at Meng Tian with a proud smile.

"Then I'm not polite!" Meng Tian nodded Ying Zheng, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the largest locust, put it in his mouth, and ate it with relish. The ingredients in the palace were made special contributions. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Tian wasted a handful of feasts. The fried locust meal naturally tasted a unique taste. Meng Tian finished eating one and picked up another. While Ying Zheng was still stunned, Meng Tian's chopsticks were put into the plate. If the locust meal could be passed down from generation to generation, would Sima Qian be recorded in history books? It was Meng Tian who invented this delicacy. It seems that historical records, I also improved the brush, so I have to pay attention to this matter.

Meng Tian felt proud, and the chopsticks stretched out again without realizing it, but were blocked by Ying Zheng.

"It's great. I just let you taste it, but I didn't say that I could taste it all?"

Hearing is false, seeing is true. No matter how scattered Meng Tian said, Ying Zheng did not have the courage to be the first to eat locusts. However, Meng Tian had no disgust at all when he entered the locusts, but instead enjoyed it very much. Ying Zheng's saliva couldn't help but gushed in his tongue.

After choosing the largest one, Ying Zheng clamped it and slowly put it into his mouth, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and slowly chewed it in his mouth. When the fresh juice gushed out, a fresh smell was refreshing, crisp and fragrant. It turned out that the ugly locust tasted so unforgettable.

"I agree with your plan to destroy locusts!" He put the last fried locust into his mouth, and Ying Zheng wiped his mouth, still feeling unsatisfied. "During the period of destroying locusts, I will give you a plate every day!"
Chapter completed!