Daqin Engineers

More difficult should be the construction of the floating bridge.

Cang has different opinions on this, he said:

"Brother, if this pontoon bridge is finished."

"Building only needs to push down the water and connect it into one piece. What's the difficulty?"

"The last time I waited for a stick of incense, I just set it up. If it's a soldier, I'm afraid it will be faster..."

Shen Bing replied:

"The last time I was taking the bridge when the Yan army was unprepared."

"In the future, do you still want to be unguarded and let you build the bridge?"

After saying this, Cang was silent.

What Shen Bing said is that the bridge in actual combat is to build the bridge under the enemy's trebuchets and arrows, and there is even the problem of landing on the beach.

Shen Bing was not sure what his superiors were going to do, so he had to train soldiers to skillfully bridge the steps.

Na Mengliang had no interest in these, and only shouted from the side:

"Sir, it is said that the scallion pancakes you baked are unparalleled in the world?"

"How about showing your skills tonight?"

"Wouldn't it be beautiful when the subordinates take two jars of fine wine?"

Shen Bing may not bake scallion pancakes for a long time, mainly because the grease is not often available in military camps and the price is not cheap, but pancakes need a lot of grease...

Unexpectedly, Meng Liang even thought about this, he went on to say:

"The subordinates have prepared grease and are waiting for the husband to take action!"

Then there is nothing to say, Shen Bing is also greedy, the scallion pancake is one of the few foods that can be called "crispy" in this era.

Sure enough, Meng Liang didn't lie, he prepared a full wok of good ointment, and it was still fresh.

Meng Liang explained:

"The next door to Li Erjia on Wangcheng Street happened to be killing pigs today."

"The subordinates bought a few stones when they saw it was fresh."

"I don't know if this is enough or not?"

Of course, Shen Bing did not believe Mengliang's words. The people in Handan had already starved to death due to the drought. The people in Handan were no exception. How could they afford pigs?

However, Shen Bing didn't care how Mengliang got these, so he had people cut the ointment into small pieces and boil it into lard.

This long-lost oily smell...Although Shen Bing is a doctor at this time, there is still no froth in the food.

Then, Shen Bing made a scallion pancake with chopped oil residue.

The unique taste almost made the artisans bite off their tongues.

Meng Liang is even more one piece after another...Finally, his eyes are still on the empty wok, and he sighs:

"Oh! I had a good wine before I even said."

"Now it seems, how can this wine match the fragrance of scallion pancakes!"

Sure enough, I stopped drinking, and I was afraid that the smell of wine would dilute the aftertaste of the scallion pancakes.

After finishing, I asked:

"Sir, when shall I wait?"

"You can get as many ointments as you want!"

Shen Bing touched his belly and hiccuped:

"Let's talk about it in a few days. Although it is crispy and delicious, you can't eat more."

Meng Liang immediately responded:

"Okay, then in two days, the subordinates will prepare more grease..."

Shen Bing scolded inwardly, he was another foodie, but he would get fat without losing money, and the remaining lard could also be used for cooking.

What Shen Bing didn't know was that when the night was quiet, Meng Liang sneaked out.

After checking with his guards, he got into a tent next to the handsome tent.

After receiving the account, Meng Liang knelt down quickly:

"Weichen see the great king."

"My lord, his subordinates have ascertained the method of making that scallion pancake."

Ying Zheng, who was reviewing the memorial under an oil lamp, got excited when he heard it:

"Oh? Come on, how can it be made as thin as a cicada's wings with several layers?"

Meng Liang replied:

"Different from the imperial kitchen's layer-by-layer method, Shen Bing rolls it into a ball after applying ointment and then rolls it down..."

"The subordinate thought that the ointment made it impossible to bond between several layers."

"So naturally there will be layers as thin as cicada wings!"

Ying Zheng gave a "Oh" and nodded:

"Rational, reasonable... Let the Royal Chef make it like this now!"

Meng Liang added:

"My lord, my subordinates found out..."

"Shen Bing put the ointment in a wok to torment, and the thing called oil residue is also extremely delicious."

"If you put it in the scallion pancake, it will be more fragrant..."

Since then, even Ying Zheng was utterly drooling.

"There is still this kind of preparation method? Where is the royal kitchen?"

It turned out that Meng Liang was a spy arranged by Ying Zheng to "spy on intelligence" next to Shen Bing.

He is a big king who doesn't have so much time to go to Shen Bing, even if he is a horse merchant, it is not a good thing to always go to eat and drink, just like last time he was driven away.

At the same time, Ying Zheng didn't want Shen Bing to produce any food, but he didn't know, so he planned to send someone to keep an eye on it.

Who should I send?

Eunuchs like Zhao Gao are definitely not good, they will definitely be discovered after a long time.

The courtiers around him can't do it either. How can they get into the craftsman if they are old and old-fashioned?

Even if they can get in, their old bones can't stand it!

If this is to let people know that he, the great king, arranges people to "spy" for the sake of mouth and appetite, what style would it be?!

Suddenly thought of the courtier's family... so he called Meng Jia and said something like this.

Meng Jia couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This is the great king's trust in him, and by the way, even his son has been in the eyes of the great king.

So how could he not agree, and immediately arranged Meng Liang to Yang Duanhe in the name of making contributions.

Before leaving, Meng Jia also exhorted Meng Liang:

"My son!"

"Although this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for my Meng family, we must remember that there is often only a thin line between opportunity and danger!"

"You must keep a few points in mind here."

"One: The king takes this heavy soldier very seriously, and he must not be offended."

"Second: The king does not want to reveal his identity, so don't show his feet."

"Third: This matter must be strictly guarded, not to mention that people know it."

"Remember to remember..."

Although Meng Liang is not doing his job properly, but the task that the king confessed is not sloppy...just kidding, this is a slap in the face, who dares to be sloppy?

Therefore, Mengliang always keeps in mind the three things Mengjia explained.

After being recruited as an engineer and serving as the left-hand husband, he did not dare to deliberately contact Shen Bing, so he was worried that he would make Shen Bing suspicious by showing his feet.

Then made the talent want to mix into the artillery in the name of meritorious service, and instead of Shen Bing, he was promoted to be a husband.

Mengliang was willing to let go of such a good opportunity, so after some operation, he suddenly "worked hard" and "inspired".

After having the method, the royal kitchen quickly made the pancakes.

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to eat a few pieces and nodded while chewing. At the same time, his throat continued to make a satisfied "umh" sound.

After a while, Ying Zheng sighed:

"Delicious, super delicious."

"Shen Bing is also good, how can he know these many methods!"

Then he ordered Meng Liang:

"Look again, if there is any food, please report immediately!"

Meng Liang was about to quit when he answered, but was called back by Ying Zheng.

"If there is a chance..." Ying Zheng confessed thoughtfully: "Talk to Shen Bing about Wei."

Meng Liang's head was "coaxed" and it was messed up:

Talk about military affairs?I don't know anything about it!