The fat boy was dyed strangely brown-white, like snow, and slightly darker.

Ying Zheng felt a little ridiculous when he watched this little thing playing with wheat flour there.

Joy and anger change all because of these small things, which shows that the mind is fragile.

The child was playing and sprinkled a handful of wheat flour into the charcoal stove next to it. Suddenly, flames burst out from the charcoal stove.

Ying Zheng's eyes immediately moved over.

The fat thing seemed to be attracted by this phenomenon. He was excited and saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His two little hands grabbed a handful of them under him and sprinkled them towards the charcoal furnace.

The flame suddenly rose.

The wheat flour is burning.

It burned very quickly, so the fire flashed away.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The fat boy giggled, clapped his hands and continued to sprinkle wheat flour.

Seeing that he sprinkled two or three times, Ying Zheng turned his mind and lifted him up, stood farther away, called a palace servant, took the wheat flour and sprinkled it into the charcoal furnace.

The palace servant acted according to his order, holding a lot of wheat flour in both hands and stuffed it into the charcoal furnace.

The "boom" flames became even more violent.

The tongue of fire was like a tiger's tongue, and he licked the palace man hard on the face.

It didn't really lick it, but it caused damage.

The palace servant stood there blankly.

Just now, when the firelight rose, he subconsciously closed his eyes, so his eyes were not injured.

But at this moment, my face was completely lost.

It took a while before I felt the scorching pain.

He didn't dare to cry, nor did he dare to cover his face. He just looked respectfully at Ying Zheng, bowed and waited for the order.

"You..." Ying Zheng looked at the palace maid and wanted to laugh.

Because it's really funny.

The flames burned his eyebrows, some of the hair and eyelashes in front of him, and his whole face was darkened. He stood there with his eyes open, feeling quite funny.

"You go and get my token and go to the Imperial Medical Order to treat it faster." Ying Zheng smiled: "In addition, go and get five kilograms of gold."

"Thank you the prince for the reward." The palace man immediately bowed and thanked him.

"Go." Ying Zheng waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

After the palace maid left, Ying Zheng still laughed.

After laughing for a while, he heard the fat boy crying in his hand, so Ying Zheng handed the fat boy to a palace maid beside him with disgust.

Looking back at wheat flour, as well as rice flour, bean residue, millet flour...

Can these things be cooked like wheat flour?

"Won't you open the door without hair? Teach them to eat enough?" Ying Zheng said to himself.

However, his eyes became sinister.

"You know all this, right?"

...

"I don't think he was surprised or confused. Has he eaten it?" Chen He asked.

They met Ju Zizhou and gave the two foods Chen He selected to Ju Zizhou.

Ju Zizhou took a look and tasted it casually. He gave up on this, without any other actions or performances.

However, this familiarity and unindifferent performance itself means that Ju Zizhou is not unfamiliar with what Chen He has brought - he picked up and tasted it without even waiting for Chen He to explain what it was.

Chen He felt that if Ju Zizhou had not been kicked in the head during the year of separation, he would have definitely eaten it, at least he recognized the two things he had brought.

Mo Zhe'an nodded: "I also think Mr. Ju recognizes these two kinds of food... but this is expected."

"What does it mean?" Chen He asked.

"Because the usage of stone mills and stone mills should have been learned by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince from Mr. Ju. As a user of stone mills, Mr. Ju must have tried grinding grains..." An laughed: "They are brothers! What they should do should be the same."

"If he had known... Then why did His Highness the Crown Prince ask us to test Ju Xiao...Mr. Ju?" Chen He asked awkwardly.

An thought for a while and said, "It's probably because he wants to see Mr. Ju's reaction. The prince may not be sure if Mr. Ju really understands everything he is doing now."

"So that's it?" Chen He was dizzy and still couldn't understand all this.

He didn't know that Ying Zheng's stone mill was learned by Ju Zizhou.

In fact, Ying Zheng knew that he was secretly building a stone mill with Ju Zizhou on his back and trying to make tofu himself could be considered a kind of burglary.

However, Ying Zheng didn't think that he was stolen by Ju Zizhou's things.

"These things can be burned quickly, so they must be stored away from fire." Ying Zheng instructed.

As he said that, he couldn't help but think of Ju Zizhou again.

How is tofu made?

There are changes that I don’t know, but is the only one that makes tofu?

Ying Zheng didn't believe it.

"Senior brother should know that I can make stone mills by myself, and he should also know that with my nature, I will try to make tofu by myself." Ying Zheng wrote and painted on the bamboo slips.

"Then, he should know even more that I can't make tofu." Ying Zheng spread his hands and looked at his fair and tender little hands.

He remembered some things from the past.

Ju Zizhou designed to let the King of Qin embezzle his contribution to the disaster victims.

Ju Zizhou estimated the reaction of Empress Dowager Huayang.

Ju Zizhou knew his doubts.

...

Ying Zheng felt that his senior brother should be clear about his behavior.

He should have expected his current doubts.

Then it would be meaningless to send Chen He to test it!

So, now, I'm afraid that the only thing that is beyond the expectations of my senior brother is that these things are extremely flammable?

Because this is an accident, even if the senior brother is used to "making the worst plan", he shouldn't know that I will know.

or……

Ying Zheng put down his pen.

Do, the worst plan?

Suppose, he knows I will know?

Ying Zheng was startled by his bold idea.

Then, immediately afterwards, he began to expand presets around this "worst plan".

Suppose he knows I will know.

Then, he must have a very deep understanding of all this, and even felt that... these things are very "easy and easy to understand" just like the "relationships" he taught me in the past and other principles!

In this case…in this case…in this case…in this case…in this case…

The more Ying Zheng thought, the more headache he had, the more excited he became.

His eyes lit up.

Although my brain is a little swollen and painful, my thinking is gradually becoming clearer.

I seem to have some new understanding of Ju Zizhou.

"Senior brother, you do this... it's a bit sinister!"

It may be an accident to let yourself see the stone mill and tofu.

But letting yourself be interested in stone mills and tofu and letting yourself know the general production method and process is definitely the result of Ju Zizhou's intentional guidance!

Based on past experience...

Senior brothers do things in a linked way.

So, what is the purpose of directing me to this incident and using me to make wheat flour, rice flour, millet flour...?

What is it for?

Ying Zheng felt that something was about to happen.

"Your Highness." A palace servant came to inform him: "Your descend."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and his eyes were bright.
Chapter completed!