Daqin: I was Lying Flat and was Overheard by Zulong

[Even if I tell you, you can't do this stuff]

【Can you produce flour?】

【How can you produce flour without even a stone mill】

【How can you produce sweet potato flour if you can't even produce flour?】

【You can’t cook the sweet potatoes first and then mash them into puree every time you make them?】

【You are not too tired to panic】

Flour? What is Flour?

Stone mill? What is stone mill?

This little pancake is so demanding?

No, I must find a way to pry Mengze's mouth open,

Even if it is plagiarism, I want it to plagiarize,

I can't do this kind of stone grinding, can't Mengze still?

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that such sweet and soft pancakes are actually made by workers.

When Ying Zheng saw Mengze's repeated denials, he no longer forced him to admit it, but said the opposite:

"Meng Yi, what do you think about this thing?"

11 At this time, Meng Yi was immersed in the taste of Ying Zheng just now,

What kind of taste can make His Majesty linger like that!

So when Ying Zheng asked this, Meng Yi was immediately confused:

"Ah? What are you looking at?"

Ying Zheng glanced at him angrily, then pointed to the pancake on the stove lid, and said:

"Pancakes, how do you think they were made?"

"Oh~"

Meng Yi suddenly realized that it was that thing that His Majesty asked,

I couldn't see clearly from a distance, so Meng Yi took a closer look,

I squeezed the pancakes with my hands, frowning and bewildered,

Isn't this the sweet potato that the emperor just kneaded?

Why did it turn into a snack in His Majesty's mouth?

This...how can I say it!

Forget it, since Your Majesty thinks it’s delicious, let’s be a living horse doctor:

"Your Majesty, I thought that this thing should be mashed with sweet potatoes and mixed with batter, 95

"Then it's wrapped in batter and baked in the oven. 35

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, what he said really made sense,

Then his eyes glanced at Mengze beside him,

Sure enough, Mengze just rolled his eyes, and then began to complain,

【Batter? Oh Shizi, are you talking about using millet or rice like cooking porridge, you boil something thin and smashed?】

[Then it's troublesome to play with, but this softness can be compared with the flour that has been awakened and formed? 】

[Then play, if you are not too hard to break your teeth, I will give your surname! 】

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, saying that Mengze had mentioned flour earlier,

But Ying Zheng really doesn't know the difference between this flour and batter,

Well, now let's talk about the difference between the two,

Thinking about it carefully, after the pot helmet was made, it was really hard and crisp.

After a successful smile, Ying Zheng continued to say to Meng Yi:

"As we all know, the batter is used by my Daqin frying pankui, 35

"Guokui are not familiar to you, right? Obviously, the batter is too hard and not as soft as this."5

"This.......

This time, Meng Yi was stumped,

If it wasn't for the batter, he really didn't know what could be wrapped around it!

but......

The surface of this pancake does look smoother than a pot helmet, is there anything more delicate than batter?

"Your Majesty, I really can't think of anything more delicate than the batter used to make the pot helmet."

Ying Zheng nodded:

"Indeed, nothing seems finer than batter."

Li Si's heart is full of bitterness and bitterness,

Isn't that right, Your Majesty, can you chat with Meng Yi for so long?

You said, did you do it on purpose, on purpose!

Usually, when Si Si discussed political affairs with you, he didn't talk so much!

Is it just because they are Meng family members?

woohoo, so angry, so sour,

Sisi, I'm so wronged, Sisi doesn't cry~

Ying Zheng glanced at Mengze, then continued after a pause:

"Just now I glanced at the realgars that were ground into powder to make potions, and I had a whim,""

"If rice or millet can also be ground into powder, can it be so smooth?

Before Meng Yi could speak, Meng Ze was already shocked,

[Fuck, Brother Zheng, you can imagine this]

【Brother Zheng, you are a technical researcher who has been delayed by the throne】

[However, the taste is still a little off, what is it... 920]

When I first heard Mengze complimenting himself like this, Ying Zheng was so happy in his heart,

This kid is different when he praises people,

But what is this technology developer?

Is it better than me being the emperor?

Meng Yi's eyes lit up when Ying Zheng said this:

"Your Majesty, is it possible to grind the rice into powder with a mortar?"

Mengze rolled his eyes,

[Shizi, the starting point is right, but what is going on with your extension?]

【Do you just keep the things you have every day?】

【grind with a mortar? When can you grind out the flour for a dough?】

Ying Zheng also glanced at Meng Yi,

Originally, he wanted Meng Yi to hang out the method of making the stone mill in Meng Ze's heart.

But still a little unsatisfactory:

"I'm afraid the mortar is too small, and it has to be mashed before grinding, which is more troublesome.

"It takes a lot of time to make a pancake flour."5

"This.