Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 65, Section 64: Two Hundred Gold Cakes
In the end, Qin Shi gritted his teeth and accepted the six hours.

The glass itself is not the most important element, but the temperature raised by firing the glass is quite crucial.

She stood under the veranda, gazing at the pool of clear water, and sighed softly, "I can't rely on mere food and drink forever to comfortably enjoy such wealth."

And isn't those two heavy boxes of gold ingots enough to repay the kindness of donating medicine?
"Lord Qin..." Chi Nu said considerately from the side, "It's hot now, you can go when it gets cooler in autumn."

Qin Shi shook her head: Many of the things she does require a long time to bear fruit. If she postpones this matter today and another matter tomorrow, what will she accomplish when she is old and gray?
Just then, the palace cook came to report: "Your Majesty, the tofu is ready!"

Qin Shi suddenly realized, "Oh dear! I originally wanted to ask the king for some water chestnuts today."

As a result, after a lot of fussing about being clueless and unhappy, they simply forgot about it.

She replied enthusiastically, "No problem, I can offer it again tonight."

Just then, I had an important matter to report (applying for the qualification to go to the Ironworks), so it wasn't exactly unjustified to annoy people.

She turned to leave, but then a eunuch came to report: "Reporting to the King of Qin, Prince Qian is about to arrive."

Qin Shi was somewhat surprised: "What's he doing here?"

Then, looking at the red-haired woman with a guilty expression, he asked, "Did we laugh too loudly in the carriage?"

The woman thought it over carefully, then rolled up her sleeves, revealing several bruises on them: "I did hold back my laughter until the carriage was far away."

The master and servant looked at each other, and Qin Shi frowned: Could it be that he was really slow to realize that there was a problem?
He then asked the eunuch, "Did you bring any guards?"

He is the king's own son. If he really goes around smashing things here without any regard for the consequences, then we can only accept it.

Huangmen shook his head: "Only a squad of soldiers accompanied him, along with servants carrying boxes..."

As they were talking, someone came to report from ahead:
"Prince Qian is approaching, his steps are hurried."

They were indeed in a hurry.

Standing at the entrance of Lanchi Palace, one can see a spirited young man, his face tanned dark red by the sun, running along the road of Penglai Island.

Yi Ming hurriedly ordered someone to lift the curtain: "The palace is cool. The prince rushed in, covered in sweat. The sudden change from cold to hot is not good for him. Quickly let some hot air blow in."

A gust of hot air, mixed with the cool breeze from the ice chest, rushed towards them, and Prince Qian quickly stopped in front of Qin Shi:

"Qin Qing."

He addressed me with respect and politeness, but his expression was actually menacing: "I've come to deliver gold coins to you."

Two hundred gold coins is a lot for princes! It's enough to bankrupt them.

Fortunately, he hasn't grown to the point where he needs to win people's hearts—to be precise, with an emperor like Ji Heng above him, no one would have any ambitions.

Therefore, Wang Ziqian doesn't value money very much now, and he can say this even if he has to grit his teeth.

Qin Shi was genuinely surprised: "Does the prince truly value his promises so much?"

The youth's sincerity is truly remarkable.

Qin Shi then bowed respectfully and said, "I underestimated the prince before, I am truly sorry."

Her sincerity made Wang Ziqian feel a little embarrassed. He subconsciously took a step back and pursed his lips.

After a while, he grumbled, "This is Princess Wen's thank-you gift. We are siblings, so it should be my responsibility to pay for it."

Qin Shi laughed: "Not to mention today's unequal gender roles, even thousands of years from now, few men in families with sisters would have such a sense of responsibility."

Her smile deepened: "The prince's care for his sisters only makes me respect him even more."

She turned her head again: "I saw that the prince was in a bad mood at noon and didn't eat much. Now that you're here, you can eat some more."

"A half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home." Given his physique and athleticism, Qin Shi believed he wouldn't refuse.

Sure enough. Prince Qian hesitated for a moment, then saw the chest the guards were carrying, and became even more self-righteous:
He lost two hundred gold coins for his sister!
What's wrong with having some food?

So he proudly puffed out his chest and raised his chin:

"In that case, I'll reluctantly use a little."

Two hundred gold coins had already been sent to the warehouse under Wu Zi's arrangement. Qin Shi was all smiles, naturally agreeing to whatever the prince said.

When Prince Qian stepped into Lanchi Palace, he felt quite indignant.

My father is so biased!

Even as a prince, he could only live in a side hall of Xianyang Palace, but this Qin Qing in front of him alone possessed the entire Lanchi!

Before coming, it was one thing to listen to rumors and deceive oneself, but now that I'm sitting here in person, experiencing this abundant supply of ice—

Breaking ice in winter is no easy task, and those of lower ranks, below the rank of imperial concubine, now need to be very careful with their resources to make ends meet!
But the other party had just praised him and invited him to dinner. Wang Ziqian was still young and not thick-skinned enough, so he could only kneel quietly to the side.

However, as soon as he knelt down, Qin Shi, to show respect, ordered someone to move the strangely shaped high table to the opposite side of him.

That sandalwood table was so high, and she wasn't kneeling...

Prince Qian's eyes widened: "If you're not sitting in the main seat, why are you sitting higher than me?!"

Such a high table, and he only saw his father sitting in Zhangtai Palace today!

Qin Shi smiled sheepishly and said, "I came from a foreign land and have gotten used to sitting at these kinds of tables and chairs. If Your Highness would like to try, I will have them replaced immediately."

After receiving the reward, the craftsmen knew how to make it, so they made further adjustments over the past two days and sent over three sets.

As for whether the king has any craftsmen who can offer even better ones, that's none of her business.

Prince Qian stood up angrily: "I want some too!"

The servants moved quickly, coming forward in twos and threes to remove the table in front of him and replace it with new tables and chairs.

He awkwardly lifted his robe and tentatively sat down, his back shifting slightly before he leaned against the smooth, curved chair back. After a couple of moments of adjustment, he could already feel the benefits.

Qin Shi thought to himself: The fact that tables and chairs were quickly accepted by everyone after being promoted and continued for thousands of years must have its own advantages of convenience and ease of acceptance.

Prince Qian was just like the king, very open to new things.

Pity.

She sighed silently to herself.

He is fairly tolerant, sincere and responsible, and not inherently bad.

But this mind alone...

Alas! Since Prince Qian was born, why not Brains!
At this moment, she truly felt sorry for the King of Qin.

Prince Qian had only been enjoying the tables and chairs for a moment when a servant diligently served him the food prepared by the palace kitchen that day.

A rich, sweet aroma mingles with the crispy fragrance of the wheat cakes.

He looked closely and saw that the table was covered with all sorts of things. Although the portions were very small, even the wheat cakes were only enough to be eaten in one or two bites, but the variety was so great that it was dazzling!

Before I could even open my mouth, I was already overwhelmed by the steaming aroma of the brown sugar wheat cakes.

Although I haven't written about it yet, I want to emphasize that I will try my best to restore the ancient techniques that can be found in the literature.

However, for some parts where I couldn't find information or couldn't understand them with my professional expertise, I just wrote them according to the novel's plot. (This is something I really can't do myself.)
Please do not imitate this. I will not be responsible if you fail to do so.

I'll post another chapter later to repeat all of this.

Another exhausting day...