Earth Exam [Unlimited]

If someone asks what is it like to ride a dragon?

Jian Qiao can answer him very seriously:

Thank you for the invitation, the wind is strong and cold in the sky, and the experience is extremely poor.

With the sound of the wind and the cold water vapor, he was led by a giant dragon through the clouds and mists. High above the sky, Jane quietly opened her eyes.

He saw a simple and magnificent city hanging above the distant sky, the dragon flew closer and closer, and the name on the city became clear

"Xianyang"

Before he could be shocked by this extremely familiar name, the dragon turned over in the air and threw him from the sky, and the feeling of weightlessness came suddenly.

"Throwing children away again!" A person rushed out of the cloud and grabbed Jian Qiao by the collar, hanging him in mid-air, "Can you Dragon Clan be more careful!"

The giant dragon that left Jian Qiao snorted disdainfully, and flicked its tail at the speaker, expressing its disgust.

From Jian Qiao's point of view, it looks like a big golden tail is overturning like a sea, with the clouds and mists of the sky wrapped around the tail, the momentum is magnificent and majestic.

The person carrying Jian Qiao didn't panic at all, he just moved slightly, and left the attack range of the tail.

"You have such a temper, I can't do it if you say a few words." The man muttered and retreated, "I won't fight with you today, I have to go and arrange the new kid."

The man lifted Jane and quietly placed him on his bronze flying sword. The blade turned and flew straight towards the city.

"Little guy, where are you from?"

Jian Qiao hasn't figured out the situation so far, adhering to the principle of saying less and making less mistakes, cherishing words like gold: "Bashu."

"Even people from the Bashu area are here, really..."

The man who manipulated the bronze flying sword had already reached the gate of the city before he finished speaking, and he swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

It wasn't until she landed that Jian Qiao could see the whole picture of the city. The city gate was so high that she couldn't see the top when she raised her head. The city wall was hidden in the clouds and the height seemed to be thousands of feet.

The gate of the city was empty, and there was no one there. The person who brought him put away the bronze flying sword, bent his fingers and knocked on the gate, and the water-like lines spread out from his knuckles as the center of a circle, and spread all the way to the city gate. The edge of the gate.

"Okay, come with me!"

The man nodded, and slammed directly towards the city gate, with ripples, he disappeared.

Jian quietly stepped forward, this huge city gate was like a phantom, he passed through it easily, and there were two completely different worlds inside and outside the gate.

If the outside of the city gate is quiet, grand and solemn, then the inside of the city gate is lively and noisy. The ground is paved with bluestone slabs, and it is spacious enough for ten cars to pass in parallel.

There are food stalls on both sides of the street like modern ones, the only difference is that the owners of the food stalls are all dressed in ancient costumes, and the way of making snacks is also quite unique.

——After all, modern food stall owners can’t summon water to wash dishes, can’t hold kebabs in the palm of their hands, and can’t reduce work pressure by throwing beans into soldiers when they are too busy.

Is this really Daqin?Is the city renamed?

Jian quietly looked at the scenes in front of her that only appeared in novels, and fell into deep self-doubt.

"This is your first time in Xianyang?" The person who entered the door appeared beside him at some point, and patted his shoulder, "This is the first time for me to meet someone from Bashu."

"However, although Bashu people are rare, the iron-eating beasts in your area are quite famous. The two are very fierce, but they are a bit tired and lazy, and they don't like to move very much."

While talking, he quietly pulled Jane to a soup pancake stand. This soup pancake stall was doing very well and was full of seats. The man led him to find an empty table with great difficulty.

As soon as she sat down, Jian Qiao noticed that a few small beans had climbed up on the table. Her body was round, about the size of a thumb, and her thin arms and legs were bouncing around and dragging a large rag to wipe the table earnestly.

"Hey! Mr. Wu, the beans you picked this time are a bit fat—" The man seemed to be a frequent visitor here, and he yelled at the top of his voice before the stool was warmed up, "Can you hold the bowl later? ?”

Before the old man surnamed Wu answered him, the few beans that were wiping the table couldn't bear it anymore, and they all jumped in front of his eyes, their thin arms and legs dancing happily, as if they were protesting.

"Why do you guys have such a temper like that dragon?" The man complained, and poked the nearest bean over with his fingers in a wicked way. The poor bean rolled on the table in a daze After a few laps, if Jane hadn't stretched out her hand to block it, it would have fallen off the table.

Jian quietly felt that the beans in her palm were a little wet.

He turned the beans over, only to find that there were two slightly wider black thick lines on the beans, and the endless water vapor came out from near the thick lines.

——This should be the eye of the bean.

Jane gently rubbed the top of Douzi's head, gently wiping away her tears.

The thick black line becomes a small black circle.

"Oh, why did you make my beans cry again?" An old man came over with two bowls of soup cakes and put them in front of the two of them, "They didn't provoke you, why do you like to have trouble with them?" Woolen cloth?"

"It's not that I couldn't help but tease them because I saw them being funny—" The man dragged the bowl, and the expression on his face suddenly became unbelievable, "No——Old man! If I bully Douzi, you bully me !"

He pointed to Jian Jing's bowl:

"It's his first time here, and I'm a regular here. It's fine that he has more meat in his bowl than mine, but there's even an egg!"

This is soup cake? ? ?

Jane quietly looked at her bowl, the soup was clear and clear, the noodles were slender and white, the cabbage was tender and raw, covering the tomatoes, the mutton was sliced, with clear texture, a poached egg lay beside it, and some peppers and green onions were sprinkled on top .

He is getting more and more confused now.

The common staple foods in Daqin are rice, millet, millet, wheat, and bean.Although there is wheat, it is often eaten directly by steaming it into rice or pounding it into rice paste, and the process of finely processing flour has not yet appeared.

Commonly eaten vegetables are sunflower, Huocai, scallions, leeks and shallots, let alone Chinese cabbage, but tomatoes were not introduced to China until the Ming Dynasty, and they began to be cultivated as edible vegetables in the middle of the [-]th century.

Poultry such as chickens, dogs, pigs, and wild game hunted in the mountains are commonly eaten meat, but mutton can only be eaten by people from better families.Not to mention the chili peppers that were only served on the dinner table in the Dai Dynasty and became common after Daoguang.

What is also strange is the table and chair he is sitting on now, the address that person called him when talking to him, and the pre-Qin dialect that he can understand without any obstacles...

Is this really Daqin?Are you sure it's not the same name?

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"Don't stand still, little guy! Try Mr. Wu's handicraft, his soup cakes are the best in this street!"

The man's wrist turned into a pair of chopsticks, and he began to eat.

After he took a few mouthfuls, he saw Jane sitting there quietly, and asked suspiciously:

"Didn't your adults even teach you the most basic void creation?"

I'm sorry, I've lived for more than 20 years. What I learned directly was Ma Zhe and the core values ​​of Chinese socialism, what I listened to was atheism, and what I preached was anti-superstition/belief.

"Little boy, don't listen to his nonsense. He's lying to you. There are no more than ten fingers in the entire Daqin Society to create things in the void." Mr. Wu walked over with a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him. "He is from the mustard space. It was taken out, but because the speed was too fast and the aura fluctuations were too short, you didn't see it."

Jane quietly took the chopsticks.

Compared with the creation of the void, he felt that the existence of the mustard space was also unscientific.

The man protested loudly: "I don't bully your group of beans, just tease the little guys?"

"You're not ashamed to tease a kid whose bone age is only in his 20s." Mr. Wu bent down, picked up the plate from the ground and put it on the table, and smiled kindly at Jane, "Recently The pistachio that just arrived, try it?"

Didn’t pistachio only come from the Tang Dynasty?

Jane quietly despaired of this strange world.

"Hey? Why don't you eat it?" The man had already eaten half of the bowl of soup cakes, and the chopsticks were stretched straight into his bowl, "This mutton is very authentic, I won't be polite if you don't eat it! "

His chopsticks encountered resistance in mid-air, and the few beans on the table that hadn’t gone down piled up like an arhat, and the top bean stretched out its thin arms to grab his chopsticks, preventing him from grabbing Jane. meat to eat.

The small round eyes widened with anger.

The man's chopsticks were frozen in mid-air and he couldn't move. He was afraid that he would break his thin arms and legs.

"I'm grabbing meat with Xiaowazi, I can't even look at my beans." The old man lowered his head and ordered the beans on the ground to get something, "I asked them to pick up the mutton, you can quickly take back your chopsticks! "

"It's not that I don't take back the chopsticks, it's that they don't let go." The man twitched back with a bitter face, and the beans reluctantly let go, and then slid down the table legs.

After a while, these beans climbed up carrying the dish of mutton sauce. The thin arms and legs of the beans supported each other, and they even carried the plate of mutton sauce steadily without overflowing.

After they climbed onto the table and put the mutton sauce in front of Jian Qiao, they stopped moving completely.

That person: "..."

He could only drag the plate of mutton sauce by himself. Just as he dragged the mutton sauce in front of him, before he could move his chopsticks, there was a gust of wind between the sky and the ground, and the dead branches and dust flew up on the ground. The surface of the mutton sauce was instantly blurred. A layer of dirt.

A Ba snake fell in the middle of the street. Its body was pitch black, its head was slightly green, and when it stood up halfway, it was about as high as a ten-story building.

The dusty fly just now was caused when it fell.

The soup cake stand was closest to the snake, and they were sitting at the outermost table, so the soup cake and mutton sauce in front of the man suffered.

——But Jianjing’s soup cakes are not available.

When the big snake fell, the beans on the table got a piece of clean and white linen cloth from nowhere and quickly covered the simple bowl with their thin arms, firmly grasping the four corners of the linen cloth. , He just didn't let any dust in.

When the wind subsided, the beans carefully removed the linen cloth. The noodles in Jian Qiao's bowl were white and steaming. In contrast, the man's face looked even more tragic.

The man was so angry that he slapped the table hard, and the bronze sword immediately flew to his side: "How many times have I said it! Prototypes are not allowed in Xianyang City, are you deaf, snake?"

Before he finished speaking, the bronze sword flew up, and the hilt slammed heavily on the snake's head, making a metallic sound when it was beaten violently.

"I let you come in with a prototype!"

"I let you interrupt my vacation!"

"I let you destroy my soup cakes! Let you destroy my mutton sauce!"

"Let you know the law and break the law!"

"Lieutenant Wang's ability to arrest criminals has improved again." Mr. Wu sighed, grabbing beans from the basin and sprinkled them on the ground. The beans started to bounce around when they touched the ground, moving their thin arms and legs to clean up. , "This time, the tune played by the prisoner's violent beating is "No Clothes", and the timbre is quite upright."

He shook his head and followed the beat with emotion:

"I haven't seen such a reckless beast in Xianyang for a long time."

Jian Qiao suddenly felt his cuff being pulled off by something. He turned his head and saw a small bean. This bean was pulling his sleeve with one hand and holding a small flower in the other. , and was trying to hand it to him.

Don't be afraid, I'll give you flowers.

The author has something to say: Xiuxian version of Daqin, stand up!Overhead!Overhead!

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