Wang Baochuan, the foodie of time travel

The body finally felt familiar again. Wang Yujin, now Wang Baochuan sat up and inspected himself from the beginning to the end. The hands were hands, the feet were feet, and there were no extra fingers, which was very good.

The quality of the clothes I wear is not bad, and overall they are very comfortable.

The room is lit with incense. Although it is not as good as imported perfume, it smells good overall.

She looked around to see if there was anything she couldn't adapt to. The bed had a curtain, which was fine. Her biggest worry was being bitten by mosquitoes in summer. It seemed that this problem had been solved.

There are mirrors. Bronze mirrors basically can't show what you look like. It seems that the ancients were really vague about their own appearance.

When Wang Baochuan got up, he found that the sun was outside. It seemed that she was taking a nap just now. As for why she could occupy this body, this question is not something she needs to worry about now. After all, isn’t there a man in white blocking her?

Wang Baochuan walked around the room, basically she could understand the layout, the bed was a bed, and the stool was a stool. Although they were very simple, it was better than nothing.

Apparently Wang Baochuan should be the daughter of an official family, and there is a line of Chinese characters written on the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.Wang Baochuan really wanted to look through the dictionary to see what it was.Turning around, she saw an "Ancient Chinese Dictionary" and a "Tang Dynasty Practical Survival Manual" on her desk.First, I took the survival manual and flipped through it quickly. It was the lifeline for her to survive in this dynasty. I made sure that it was all in simplified characters. After looking at the catalog, it was quite comprehensive.

She first looked at the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, wanting to confirm which year she was living in, after a brief scan, she planned to turn around and ask someone.

Then she took out the ancient Chinese dictionary and compared the words on the wall. She looked it up laboriously, but she was very annoyed to find that although the traditional characters of each word in the dictionary had a comparison with the simplified characters, those on the wall clearly had no strokes. Unclear cursive script!

It may be that the maid who was guarding outside heard the movement in her room, and opened the door early to come in. A very simple face was in front of Wang Baochuan, with a bulbous nose and blackheads on it, although the skin on her cheeks was white and tender. Yes, but the pimples on his forehead exploded horribly.

"Eh..." How could she explain that she didn't know the girl's name at all? "Girl?" Wang Baochuan tried to call out.

"Mom? What's the matter with you?" The girl answered smoothly. Wang Baochuan stared at the girl with wide eyes. Wang Baochuan seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. His daughter is already this old?

"You, what did you call me just now?!"

The girl looked at Wang Baochuan with wide eyes, puzzled in her eyes.

Wang Baochuan really wanted to just pass out like this. She couldn't believe that she could give birth to such a big daughter. It was a miracle in the history of human fertility.

In a daze, she glanced at the survival manual on the table, and immediately planned to pretend to be dizzy and then secretly make up lessons.

Sure enough, with just a roll of her eyes, she fell backwards in a vain manner, paying special attention to letting her butt land on the ground instead of the back of her head, and she fell sideways with a sense of protection.

But unable to bear the pain at the moment of hitting the ground, she still let out a muffled snort, then rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, and completely fainted.

"Ah—Sanniang fainted, who is here, Douzi—Banzi—"

He heard the girl's screams coming from his ears, his eardrums were shocked and his headache was splitting, Wang Baochuan only felt that he was being helped by the girl, and he dragged a few steps, but he felt that he suddenly lost his body behind him. Supporting power, she just opened her eyes and took a look, and felt her head was knocked dizzy for a while, this time she really fainted.

Meihua stood there in panic, looking at Wang Baochuan, who was unconscious, and before Wang Baochuan passed out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: Now there is finally a reason for amnesia, isn't it because he was knocked into a concussion? ?

It was only more than an hour later when he woke up again, because at this moment Wang Yujin saw that the sunlight outside was still sufficient, and the girl was still watching with red eyes in front of her.

Seeing that she woke up, Mei Hua said happily, "Mother, you're awake."

Wang Baochuan was so frightened by her title that she wanted to pretend to be dizzy again. Looking at the "Tang Dynasty Practical Survival Manual" that was still placed on the table, she pointed silently. Handed it to Wang Baochuan.

Wang Baochuan flipped through the catalog, found the title page and opened it. Mei Hua leaned over to read it, but scratched her head to express that she didn't understand.

"What's the matter?" She looked up at her daughter, Meihua said with a silly smile, "Aniang, you, uh, what is this?"

Wang Baochuan read the book, then looked at her, and replied inexplicably: "Of course it is a book."

"Books? Are they the same as those?" Mei Hua pointed to the books on a black wooden bookcase outside. They were all scroll-like, thread-bound, very rough and old-fashioned.

Wang Baochuan asked her to take a copy, and when she opened it, it was all handwritten in ink. The paper really looked like cultural relics dug out of the tomb, the yellow one, the rough one.

Carefully fearing that it would be torn by accident, Wang Baochuan read the scroll and returned it to Meihua. Then he opened his handbook to the page titled that chapter, and saw that it said, A Niang is a slave The title of the hostess.

Now Wang Baochuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Meihua was a maid and she was a young lady, so she called herself A Niang. The name in Tang Dynasty was really mysterious.

After confirming that his small body would not be able to give birth to a baby as big as Meihua, Wang Baochuan smiled kindly and spoke fluently, so following the instructions from above, Wang Baochuan smiled and hoped to maintain active communication with Meihua, "..."

She opened her mouth but didn’t know how to address the person in front of her, uh, girl, Wang Baochuan hurriedly buried her head in the book again, only to see that it said “you” could be used, which made her relieved, raised her head and continued to ask Meihua kindly and kindly Said, "You, uh, what's your name?"

"..." Mei Hua looked at Wang Baochuan, her eyes almost turning red into rabbit eyes.

Wang Baochuan thought, with the trouble just now, maybe she can pretend to have amnesia, right?

But Mei Hua didn't think so, she hurriedly knelt down and said, "Aniang, Mei Hua didn't mean to offend Aunt just now, please forgive Mei Hua."

Wang Baochuan watched in silence for a while, and hurriedly wanted to get out of bed, but found that his neck might have just fallen, and now it hurts when he moves.

So Wang Baochuan could only continue to lean on the bed, continue to stare at her, thinking in his heart, is there any way to comfort people?

"Miss..." Mei Hua knelt on the ground aggrieved, but as soon as she said this, Wang Baochuan was speechless. Since she can be called Miss, what happened to the lady in this book?

"What should you call me?"

"Miss, ah no, Ma'am, ah, ma'am, ah, Madam..."

Wang Baochuan looked at the sky, she looked at the plum blossoms in front of her, thinking that I was just asking a question, you don't need to turn yourself into a repeater for answering.

Continue to flip through the survival manual, and casually asked Mei Hua, "Girl, let me ask you, who is the emperor?"

"Now is the year of Qianyuan." Although Mei Hua doesn't know who the current emperor is, at least she knows the name of the emperor.

Wang Baochuan flipped through the pages and found out that it was the reign of Emperor Suzong, so he could basically determine his birth date.She put down the book and saw Mei Hua staring at her blankly, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Mei Hua looked at Wang Baochuan with a bitter expression on her face, and asked cautiously, "Aniang, oh no, Miss, do you really not recognize Mei Hua?"

This question was so serious that Wang Baochuan couldn't figure out why he would deny her, and tilted his head to look at her.

Mei Hua was about to cry, "Miss..."

"Got it, your name is Meihua." Wang Baochuan couldn't see the little girl crying, so he reached out and touched the top of her head.

Meihua finally showed a smile, but Wang Baochuan turned around and said, "However, apart from knowing your name, I don't know anything else, including the names of grandpa and grandma, including all my relatives, including..." She tilted her head When I think about who else I know, I simply think about everything I need to know.

Unexpectedly, when she said this, Mei Hua was about to cry again, "Miss, don't punish the servant like this, the servant really didn't mean to beat the lady."

Wang Baochuan said, "But it's already knocked." She pointed to the back of her neck and said, "It hurts."

Mei Hua's face was pale, and she knelt on the ground, biting her handkerchief, not knowing how to respond, but saw Wang Baochuan smile very lewdly and said, "However, it can be remembered."

Seeing that Meihua still had a glimmer of life, she quickly stared at her with wide eyes. Wang Baochuan sneered and said, "Although I don't remember anything because I was knocked down by you, you know it all. Since you know it, let me know." Come and tell me, I remember it, and it’s no different from remembering it.”

Mei Hua always felt that something was weird when she heard it, but if she didn't do this, she would definitely be dragged out to punish her for causing her own lady to lose her memory.

For the sake of her own life, Mei Hua nodded firmly and said, "Miss, if there is anything you don't remember, just ask Mei Hua, Mei Hua will know everything and say everything."

"Very good, enough loyalty." Wang Baochuan clapped his hands and laughed loudly, pointing to the words on the painting on the wall and asked her, "What is written on it?"

"Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring."

"..." It turned out that such a circle of gaudy words turned out to be such an easy-to-understand poem that everyone knew, and she immediately felt ashamed of her illiteracy.

Asking Meihua to bring over the scroll just now, unfolding it and looking at the tadpoles on it, Wang Baochuan and Meihua stared at each other for a long time, "Do you recognize all the characters on it?"

Plum Blossom nodded and said, "Know it better, when I was studying with the young lady, my husband taught me."

Wang Baochuan said, "Very well, then you can take another exam on Miss Ben?"

Mei Hua was stunned, and asked weakly, "Miss, don't you even know how to read?"

Wang Baochuan sneered, glanced at her lightly, and sighed leisurely, "Oh, I don't know who knocked me down, but I can't even read the words. What can I do?"

After hearing this, Mei Hua's expression changed immediately, and she stammered, "Miss, uh, these words are actually not difficult, let Mei Hua tell Miss Tong one by one."

Wang Baochuan smiled like a wolf with a big tail, nodded and said, "That's good."