It is snowing heavily, and New Year's Eve is approaching.

The good news from Longxi County spread throughout the streets and alleys, and Wang Li's name also spread throughout the Qin Dynasty.

Whether it was the officials who stayed in Xianyang or the court officials who went on an eastern tour with Emperor Shi, no one did not know Wang Li's contribution. It can be said that Wang Li became famous in the battle of Longxi County.

That's right, it's just a battle to become famous.

Although everyone knew him before, he was more of the titles of Wang Jian’s grandson, Tongwuhou’s son, etc.

But now, he proved himself.

Even without those titles, I can still become famous.

The 60,000 Great Yuezhi elite cavalry were almost wiped out in Longxi County, and all this was due to his contribution.

A few days after the good news came back, Wang Li had become a hero of many Qin people.

He did not feel ashamed of the glory of his father and his high expectations of Daqin.

Countless people welcomed each other. Wang Li, who was sitting on the horse, drank while waving his arms, and the smile on his face was very bright.

"Cousin, you are so proud this time! Cousin, look, so many girls are waving to me!"

Wang Yan, sitting in the carriage, danced and said,

Although he was so scared that his legs were a little weak when he entered the hinterland of the Great Yuezhi before, that did not delay him laughing like a fool at this moment.

"Cousin, I have heard that Your Majesty wants to appoint you as Marquis of Pinyang and make you deserve it!"

Wang Yan waved to the welcome people while winking at Wang Li.

Pinyang Hou?

Your Majesty has appointed me as Marquis of Pinyang?

Wang Li was confused.

In this battle, he just wanted to repay the blood debts and repay the dead compatriots with the purpose of revenge, but he never thought of being a marquis and generals.

What's more, the real contribution of this battle should belong to the young master.

If it weren't for the two things given by the young master, it would be difficult for him to achieve those achievements.

Moreover, what is the difference between Pinyang Hou and Wucheng Hou?

Could it be that the entire Pinyang has become his fiefdom?

Thinking of this, Wang Li was startled, shook his head, drank all the wine in the gourd, and entered Pinyang City with doubts.

.........

On the other side, Zhao Kun’s mansion.

Gongsun Yu, and the Ying family, made dumplings in the kitchen.

Zhao Kun is rolling the noodles.

As the saying goes, dumplings are delicious.

In Zhao Kun's hometown in his previous life, eating dumplings was popular for both the New Year and the Festival.

Even after traveling to the Qin Dynasty, he still maintained this custom. He did not do anything else, but just to leave a thought.

It happened that Gongsun Yu and Ying's mother and daughter came here to learn cooking, so Zhao Kun wanted to teach them how to make dumplings.

After all, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. It is also a good idea to pack it today and eat it tomorrow.

However, he originally wanted to show off the dumplings in front of everyone, but Gongsun Yu and the others actually made it better than him, so he just made a few and asked him to roll the dough.

"Kun'er, can you roll it quickly? We have to wait for you for a long time after we wrap one..." Gongsun Yu, who was standing beside him, spreading his jade hands full of flour, quipped at Zhao Kun with a smile.

"Sanniang, you three are packing it. I can't even roll the noodles by myself, right?" Zhao Kun complained while rolling the noodles.

Ying chuckled, looked at Wang Ya beside him, and reminded: "Then you can find someone to roll it for you!"

"Forget it!" Zhao Kun shook his head and sighed: "The chef and servant in the mansion, I have asked them to go home for the New Year, and now there is no one."

Hearing this, Wang Ya was delighted and said timidly: "Then...why...why I..."

"Hahaha, you are all here!"

Wang Ya originally wanted to help, but before he could say it, Ying Zheng walked in with a smile.

When he saw Ying Zheng, Gongsun Yu and Ying were slightly stunned, thinking to himself, why did Your Majesty come?

Shouldn't we be in the morning at this time?

Before they could react, Zhao Kun took the lead and spoke to Ying Zheng: "The adoptive father is here just right. I am rolling dumplings, come and help!"

Gongsun Yu: “………”

Yingshi: “………”

The two looked at each other, both showing a surprised expression.

Ying Zheng laughed, walked up to look at Zhao Kun's face, and couldn't help laughing: "What delicious food is being tinkered with?"

"Dumplings!"

"dumpling?"

Ying Zheng asked curiously: "What is dumpling?"

"It's inside the dustpan!" Zhao Kun raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his nose, and thrust at the dustpan in front of Gongsun Yu.

Ying Zheng turned his head and saw snow-white crescent-shaped doughs placed neatly in the dustpan, which looked very beautiful.

"Is this dumpling?"

"Yes!" Zhao Kun nodded: "We will eat this tomorrow New Year's Eve. It's delicious and the meaning is also good."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng suddenly became interested: "What does it mean?"

"Dumplings are also known as 'Jiaozi', which means reunion of Jiaozi and reunion of good fortune."

"I will be together for a new year, and I will be reunited and blessed."

Ying Zheng recalled this sentence and felt it was very meaningful. This was his first time experiencing the happiness of harmonious coexistence between the whole family.

"Haha, OK! Then the adoptive father will help you roll the noodles."

As he said that, Ying Zheng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help.

"The adoptive father wait a moment, go and wash your hands first."

"handwashing?"

Zhao Kun nodded: "Yes! You have to wash your hands when you eat, you have to wash your hands when you cook, and you have to wash your hands even more so that you don't get sick easily!"

"this……"

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was embarrassed for a moment and turned around to wash his hands.

Gongsun Yu and Ying were stunned by the sight, thinking that when did Emperor First Emperor become so easy-going?

Is this still the domineering First Emperor?

………

With Ying Zheng's addition, there were not many dumplings, but the whole bun was a few cages.

There is no other reason.

The dough rolled by Emperor Shin-Emperor was not used to make dumplings at all. It was just that he was too strong, either the skin was too rotten or the skin was too thin.

Zhao Kun simply asked him to make bun skin.

He is quite good at this, and he made dozens of them in just a few seconds.

So today's dinner changed from eating dumplings to eating buns.

Because there were no vegetables in the Qin Dynasty, Zhao Kun used the well-developed bean sprouts, mixed pork, and steamed a few sprout buns.

The taste of sprout buns is not that it tastes so delicious, but the First Emperor had a lot of fun eating it anyway.

Maybe I have never eaten buns before and find them novel.

And with the bun skin he rubs himself, he feels full of accomplishment.

After eating two cages of sixteen buns and a bowl of soy milk in a row, Ying Zheng felt that his beer belly had grown a little further.

Although this is not the first time Zhao Kun has eaten buns, he has eaten less than Ying Zheng.

Only Gongsun Yu and the other two had little appetite, so the three of them ate two cages of buns.

If you eat too much bun, you will definitely not go to bed directly, otherwise you will have indigestion.

So a few of them were in the hall, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace while drinking coffee and chatting.

It feels quite like a tea party.

Perhaps the world of men doesn’t want to communicate too much with women, so Zhao Kun, Ying Zheng and Gongsun Yu and the others chatted for a while, and then they felt bored, so they came to the side hall together and started playing "Six Blogs".

The so-called "Six Blogs" are chess and card games from the pre-Qin period.
To be continued...