Uh... My name is Ying Xiaosu... I am the unlucky grandson of Ying Zheng, and the Qin Dynasty only has two years left to live.
My father Fusu was about to die under a false edict, Hu Hai sharpened his knife, and Zhao Gao used his eyes to scrape me.
I decisively pretended to be stupid: Gong Dou? Won't! Vegetables, roasted potatoes and fish soup~
When Ying Zheng approved the memorial, I squatted in the corner and roasted sweet potatoes;
Hu Hai called me a waste, so I handed over the coriander dipping sauce: "Uncle, try it?"
Zhao Gao stared at me with death, and I lay down in tears: "Can I lie on your lap and cry?"
I wanted to survive until Qin was destroyed, but who knew——
Baking biscuits overturned but cured Zulong's stomach. Pickled fish soup cured migraine?
Ying Zheng: "My grandson is a genius in the kitchen."
Me: "???"
Now the problem escalates:
How to pretend to be stupid while using food strategies to become an emperor through the ages,
Want to avoid being made into a sashimi by Zhao Gao? ?
