shock!She can travel through time

The world is lonely, and the snow falls silently.

On a cold winter day, the best food is hot pot.

Hot pot was called hot pot in the Tang Dynasty, and it was favored by many celebrities. There are too many poems about hot pot.

Lin Wanwan took Xiao Qingyu and Xiao Yixun, and sat together with Xiao Chong and Dugu Di on a large round table specially made by Lin Wanwan. It is filled with all kinds of hot pot ingredients waiting to be hot.

There are beef rolls, mutton rolls, donkey slices, venison slices, fish slices, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp slippery, frozen tofu, green vegetables, cabbage, radish slices, potato slices, etc. Lin Wanwan doesn’t have much else here, but it’s delicious many.

The base material is tomato soup base, and a few peppers are thrown in. It is definitely a delicacy in Datang.

It must be explained that although Lin Wanwan did not hide the tomato seeds, the promotion of tomatoes in Datang was not smooth.

Li Shimin in Chang'an directly took the small tomatoes presented by Xiao Chong's father Xiao Zhuanshou as potted plants for enjoyment, and had no interest in importing them at all. There are not many people who like to eat tomatoes here in Zhang County.

For ordinary farmers, tomatoes are neither well-known, high-value, nor high-yielding, and there are only a few people who can carefully plant them, and there are only a few households in Linjiazhuang, Lujiazhuang and Dafengzhuang.

The tomatoes Lin Wanwan eats now are grown by herself in the greenhouse.

The room where they chose to eat hot pot was built by the original owner of this house with a lot of money, and it has the characteristics of Tang nobles.

The specific method is to build the wall into a hollow sandwich wall, commonly known as "fire wall".A fire path is dug under the wall, and the charcoal port for adding fire is set under the eaves outside the house.Burn a charcoal fire in the charcoal port, and the heat can warm the whole room along the sandwich wall, the effect is comparable to that of a central air conditioner.

This kind of design usually appears in the palace, and there are not many noble families who specially design firewalls, because it costs too much money.

Extended from this are kangs and fireplaces. It has to be said that the upper class in ancient times could really enjoy them.

Lin Wanwan was lucky to buy this house in a package.

The original owner was not willing to use this room often, so Lin Wanwan didn't care.To her, buying charcoal for the whole winter in Datang is just a matter of peppercorns.

The last time I went to Haicheng to "visit" my brother, she brought back a ton of peppercorns, although I squandered it, I don't feel bad!

Outside the window, the wind is cold and the snow is fluttering. Inside the window, people are sitting around the fire, chatting and laughing happily.

Reciting poems and composing Fu is an elegant taste, and it cannot be avoided. Lin Wanwan had no choice but to become a copyist.

After a few wine orders, Xiao Chong drank a cup of warm wine and asked Lin Wanwan with a smile: "Cousin, have you ever thought about engraving a collection of poems for Master Master Fang? It's a pity that such good poems don't spread."

Lin Wanwan quickly waved her hand: "No need, my master doesn't like to be famous, let alone spread it around."

Dugu Di sighed after hearing the words: "Respecting the teacher is really indifferent to fame and fortune, I admire you, respect the teacher from a distance."

After speaking, he raised his wine glass and drank it to the west.

Lin Wanwan suspected that he just wanted to drink an extra glass of wine, after all, what Lin Wanwan brought out today was modern plum wine.Although it is only twelve degrees, it is far from comparable to the wine produced by Datang's rough winemaking techniques.

Sure enough, after Dugu Di drank a glass, Xiao Chong raised his glass again and recited a poem. The two clinked glasses three times in a short period of time.

Lin Wanwan laughed, she should eat more vegetables!
Xiao Yixun on the side has always had a lot of opinions on Xiao Chong, she hardly speaks at the table, and only talks to Lin Wanwan or Xiao Qingyu if she wants to talk.

For Xiao Qingyu and Xiao Yixun, eating hot pot is eating hot pot, drinking orders is boring, and drinking is even more boring (the key point is not to let them drink), the two small cooks just concentrate on cooking!

What is the most introverted thing when eating hot pot together?
Even before the meat is cooked, others have already started to scoop it up!These two little guys are such introverted people.

At first, Lin Wanwan didn't notice because she was scratching her stomach because of the drinking order, but she didn't realize it until she didn't eat meat for a long time, and hurriedly called to stop.

"You two, eat the meat before it's cooked. Do you want worms in your stomach? Little Qingyu, do you remember the worms in your stomach?!"

Xiao Yixun didn't have this experience, but Xiao Qingyu did. When he recalled that scene, his face turned pale with fright.

"I don't want worms! I don't want worms!"

"Then don't be so anxious! There's a lot of meat, what are you grabbing?"

Xiao Qingyu muttered: "I want to finish eating early and go to have a snowball fight."

As for why Xiao Yixun did this?

She didn't want to go out to have a snowball fight with a quick meal, nor was it because she loved meat, she simply wanted to snatch all the meat so that he couldn't eat it because she was upset with Xiao Chong!

Xiao Chong was never worried about such childish revenge.

But it's not that Xiao Yixun has no other means of revenge. If Lin Wanwan hadn't suppressed her, she would have given Xiao Chong some color with a dose of poison powder.

Girls who are good at playing drugs are also very difficult to mess with.

Xiao Chong and Dugu Di are also cooks. Drinking is drinking, reciting poetry is reciting poetry, and hot pot can't be left behind.

In the warm room, everyone was sweating from eating.

Xiao Chong and Dugu Di themselves wore very little, while Xiao Yixun seemed to have no shortage of cold and heat. As for Xiao Qingyu and Lin Wanwan, who both wore thick quilted brocade robes, they couldn't resist going into the back room and changing into spring shirts .

After eating the hot pot, Lin Wanwan played chess with Xiao Chong and Dugu Di for a while.

Lin Wanwan likes to look at the glass mirror when playing chess (actually it is a mobile phone with a peeping screen attached), without the glass mirror beside her, she would not play chess with them, it is just so principled.

Two real chess masters, under Lin Wanwan's cheating device, were aggrieved and defeated in front of his subordinates, which made Lin Wanwan feel a sense of the crushing of the times.

No matter how resourceful you are, you still can't see through my high-tech methods!
After two quick kills, Xiao Chong gave in, and Dugu Di also had to give in.

After the two left, Xiao Yixun and Xiao Qingyu also went back to their rooms to sleep. Lin Wanwan held the newly acquired Yu Shinan's copybook and sat alone in front of the window, sighing softly.

The snow outside has not stopped, but Lin Wanwan has no intention of admiring it.

Thinking of the person to whom this letter was about to be given and the upcoming day, she felt a little inexplicably irritable, and even the joy of killing all directions before was a little bit less.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Lin Wanwan finally blew out the candles, closed the curtains, and opened the door of time and space to return to modern times.

Because of the thieves before, Lin Wanwan spent no less time in modern times than Datang, and it was five o'clock in the morning on January [-]rd in modern times.

At this time, it is still dark, but it is not dark, because there are street lights everywhere.

It was snowing in the time and space of the Tang Dynasty, and it has also snowed overnight here in modern times, and a thin layer of snow has accumulated on the green belt outside the window.

This snow scene is rare in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Wanwan put the copybook in the agarwood box that she had prepared earlier, then picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and clicked on it to read the information.

There are no incoming calls, only a few WeChat messages. The most lively one is the company group, followed by the previous classmate groups at various stages. The annual classmate reunion is calling for people again.

Naturally, Lin Wanwan was still the same as before, not interested in participating, nor in the discussion in the group.