"S-Shen Yujun! Pull me, pull me, I don't dare to jump..."
"Why didn't you dare to jump when I didn't see you when I came down just now?"
The boat docked, and Shen Yu was the first to get up. Rika Asaba looked at the swaying boat and felt terrified, fearing that she would be embarrassed if she jumped onto the shore and lost her balance and fell into the water.
Seeing Shen Yu was about to leave, she almost burst into tears. She gritted her teeth and ran up to him screaming, grabbing the hem of Shen Yu's clothes, for fear that he would run away.
"Let go."
"You, you actually left me!"
Asaba Rika was very aggrieved. Shen Yujun was so ungrateful that he refused to pull her even though he was so gentle in brushing the leaves for her just now.
"Didn't you run up here by yourself now?"
"I am afraid!"
Asaba Rika held on to his clothes until the tension calmed down, her little nose moved, and then she let go and looked around to find the source of the scent.
"It smells so good... Chen Yujun, is it some kind of delicacy?"
Apart from some selling various gadgets, the ancient street also has the most delicious food.
"It's Wan San Ho."
"The name is so weird..."
"Want to eat?"
"think!!"
Usually, most Chinese dishes are named after the ingredients combined with the cooking methods, such as the stir-fried shrimps and broccoli stir-fried beef we had for lunch today, and some are related to the names of people, such as Dongpo Pork and Wansan Hoof.
Shen Yu didn't explain much. It wasn't time to eat yet, so he took Li Xiang to Shen Hall, an ancient house in the town.
"Shen Yujun, are we here to eat Wansan Hoof?"
"Eat later."
"Is this the house where rich people lived in the past?"
As soon as she entered the door, Asaba Rika was surprised by the environment inside. Compared with the homes on the street, it was obviously too luxurious.
"The owner of the house is Shen Wansan. He was the richest man in Jiangnan in the early Ming Dynasty."
"Um… "
Asaba Rika followed Shen Yu while walking around. The seventh hall occupied a spacious area. Asaba Rika was eye-opening about the architectural style and home furnishings inside.
"Shen Yujun, where can we eat Wansan Ho?"
Asaba Rika walked around but didn't find anywhere where she could eat this dish in Shen Hall.
Depressed and speechless, all she could think about was eating.
"According to legend, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was a guest at Shen Wansan's home. During the meal, there was a dish made of pig's trotters on the table. Zhu Yuanzhang thought it was delicious, so he asked Shen Wansan what it was. The emperor deliberately made things difficult for him because the emperor's surname was Zhu. , isn’t eating pig’s trotters equivalent to eating the emperor? Shen Wansan had an idea and said it’s called Wansan trotters.”
"I see!"
Asaba Rika suddenly understood, and wanted to taste the taste of Wansan Hoof.
"It's too greasy. Let's eat it after dinner."
Shen Yu took her out for a walk.
There are many knick-knacks in the ancient streets, and Rika Asaba feels like a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, curious about all weird things.
After a while, she picked up a folding fan and asked Shen Yu to open it for her to see. Then she picked up a tambourine and shook it. She liked these novel gadgets very much, but she didn't buy them. First, they were too expensive. Second, they were too expensive. If these things are not for giving away, there is actually no point in buying them.
The last stall selling dolls caught her eye.
“Kawaii!!”
They are all roly-poly dolls made of ceramics, including kittens, puppies, and giant pandas.
Asaba Rika took a look at a giant panda doll. She looked very naive and was chewing on a piece of bamboo.
"Shen Yujun, I used to think that each of your households had a giant panda!"
"Then it won't bring down the family?"
Shen Yu also picked up the giant panda doll and looked at it. The workmanship was quite exquisite. He would never buy such a thing. After all, it had no other meaning besides looking at it.
"I think giant pandas are very cute! I saw a giant panda once! It's so cute!"
"It wouldn't be cute if its eye circles were painted white."
Rika Asaba tilted her head and thought for a moment, then quickly got rid of the idea of 'a giant panda with white eye circles'. She was so depressed that she always wanted to destroy beautiful things.
[Tanghulu, sweet and sour candied haws]
There was a hawking sound over there. Asaba Rika had seen things like candied haws too many times when she was looking for comic material, but she had never had the chance to actually eat one.
The man selling candied haws on a bicycle was an old man pushing a bicycle, with straw handles tied to the bicycle and strings of bright red and attractive candied haws on it.
"I'm going to buy candied haws!"
Asaba Rika put down the panda doll and happily ran to the candied haws seller.
“…”
There are people coming and going, so just don’t get lost!
Chen Yu picked up the panda doll and looked at it. What's so funny about this silly and silly look...
"How much?"
"thirty."
"Why don't you go and grab it?"
Chen Yu put down the panda doll and prepared to get up and leave.
"Young man, twenty! We're losing money! No more!"
"fifteen."
"okay."
Shen Yu: "..."
Still too sloppy!
After paying the money and putting the panda doll in his pocket, Shen Yu went to look for Asaba Rika.
This silly girl is not tall, is a road addict, and has a greedy mouth. She chased the man selling candied haws on a stick for a while, but when she turned around she couldn't find where Shen Yu was. Now she was holding two bunches of candied haws in her hand, standing there in confusion. Measures.
It wasn't until Shen Yu appeared in front of her that she let out a long sigh of relief.
"I, I clearly remember where I turned from just now..."
She lowered her head and bit into a hawthorn. It was sour and sweet, and quite delicious, so her depressed mood immediately brightened up again.
"Mr. Chen Yu, it's yours." She handed the other bunch to Shen Yu.
"Only children like to eat these."
Chen Yu took it and stuffed it into his mouth one by one: "Is there anything delicious..."
After eating the candied haws, Asaba Rika took Shen Yu to buy a pie. Shen Yu forgot what this pie was called. She had eaten it when she was a child. There were a lot of fillings in it and it tasted pretty good. The two of them shared half of it.
Shen Yu marveled at Asaba Rika's appetite. She obviously couldn't even eat a bowl of rice during lunch, but when she ate these snacks, her soft belly felt like a bottomless pit. Her mouth didn't stop all the way.
On the road, I saw many young ladies wearing Hanfu, and Asaba Rika was very excited.
He even ran over and took photos with others.
"Shen Yu-kun, what would you do if you traveled to a long, long time ago?" Asa Yulixiang took a bite of the cake and asked curiously.
"Of course it will change the world." He looked at her gloomily and speechlessly. Do you even need to think about this kind of question
"How to change?" Lixiang asked again.
Shen Yu fell silent. If there was such a possibility, he traveled to a thousand years ago, and it seemed that he had nothing to offer.
Human knowledge architecture is huge and unified. Without the support of related disciplines, individual individual knowledge cannot be transformed into productivity, including materials, tools, methods, etc.
Shen Yu knew the principles of power generation, but he could not build a power station. He knew the principles of internal combustion engines, but he could not build a car. The production process was limited. He had no drawings, no accurate measurement tools, and no database. He could not do anything.
It might be possible to go back and make soap, but the key is that Shen Yu doesn't know how soap is made. After thinking about it, he might as well find out how soap is made, so that it can be used if he travels through time one day.
Compared with science students, liberal arts students have much greater advantages in time travel.
"I copied poems and lyrics, wrote articles, took merit tests, and took in nine concubines to give birth to ninety-nine and eighty-one children. I taught them mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, and politics, and let them build factories. Make airplanes.”
"snort!"
"What are you humming?"
"I thought Mr. Shen Yu was so great, but it turned out that he wanted to go back and marry many wives!"
Shen Yu said seriously: "Can this be the same? In this case, we have to have more children. Population is the most important, and only my own children can impart modern knowledge, otherwise I will definitely be burned as a madman. die."
"So you married nine wives just to change the world?"
"She is a concubine of the ninth house, and the wife is another person."
Asaba Rika is dead. He obviously wants to marry many wives, but he still insists on changing the world.
"Then why doesn't Mr. Shen Yu fall in love now?"
"Can this be the same? There is no shortage of people in this era, but there is a shortage of time. I need a lot of time to absorb knowledge. Falling in love is a waste of life."
Chen Yu nodded his head and said to Asaba Rika: "So, you have to stay rational at all times."
Rika Asaba seemed to understand, and said rationally: "Then if I travel to the past, I will marry nine husbands."
"I can do this nonsense, but you can't."
"You are unreasonable!"
"It just doesn't work anyway."
"You are unreasonable!"
Asaba Rika didn't want to talk to him, so she ate the cake in silence.
Shen Yu didn't want to talk to her. If she dared to marry nine husbands, Shen Yu would blast her door with the artillery he invented.
…
When night falls, the lights are on, and the water reflects the colors. The boats are connected to the boats, and the lights are leading the lights, far and near, like a dream.
Playing here until around eight o'clock in the evening, Asaba Rika ate the Wan San Ho that she had longed for, and watched the Kunqu opera performance downstairs, and finally felt satisfied.
It was past nine o'clock when she got home. Asaba Rika was very tired after playing all day, so she couldn't finish the manuscript, so she might as well take a comfortable hot bath.
Wearing her pajamas, she carefully peeled the apple, gave half of it to Shen Yu, and said sweetly:
"Shen Yujun, good night!"
"Don't oversleep."
Chen Yu ate the apple, went back to the room, closed the door, dug into his pocket, and took out the panda doll.
He held it in his palm, rubbed the smooth ceramic surface with his thumb, looked at it quietly for a while, then opened the desk drawer and put it in.
Girls are trouble.
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