shock!She can travel through time

Chapter 868
"Okay, let's stop here today." Xiao Chong called to stop Lin Wanwan, "You can go change and wash."

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden thunder outside, followed by a strong wind and heavy rain.

Xiao Chong looked out of the window and said: "It seems that you won't be able to go back for a while, why don't you wash at my house?"

Lin Wanwan walked to the french window and observed the wind and rain outside for a while, and she was sure that the umbrella would be broken even if she opened it, so she shrugged and said, "Forget it, then I won't change it."

Xiao Chong lazily said: "It will be very uncomfortable if you sweat and don't wash it. Let's go, go to the public security on the second floor, and I will get you my school uniform."

Lin Wanwan refused: "It's okay, no need."

She doesn't want to take a bath in the bathroom of the boy's house and wear the other's clothes. It's strange how she thinks.

This torrential rain would only fall for a while at most, not for a whole day.

Seeing Lin Wanwan's insistence, Xiao Chong gave up and took out a 150-pump napkin and handed it to her: "Then wipe off your sweat."

Lin Wanwan took it with her hand and thanked her. She went to the bathroom on the second floor to wipe off the sweat on her body, then ran up to the attic, sat around with Xiao Chong in the study in the attic, and asked her about the problem she brought over.

After finishing the questions, the wind and rain have not stopped, and the time is still early.

Lin Wanwan picked a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo" from the bookshelf, and sat on the sofa chair under the skylight to read.

There is the sound of rain hitting the glass next to my ears, and Xiao Chong who is also quietly reading a book is beside me.

Lin Wanwan doesn't have many extracurricular books, and the novels she read before are all borrowed from the study library.

But after high school, the academic pressure increased, so she didn't read extracurricular novels very much, and only read the summer compulsory extracurricular readings issued by the school.

She had heard the name of "The Count of Monte Cristo" a long time ago, but she never had the chance to read it carefully.Now that I am blocked by the wind and rain, I can just read it.

The rain continued until noon.

Lin Wanwan put down the book in her hand, stood up and said, "Do you have an umbrella at home? I have to go back, it's almost lunch time, my grandpa must be waiting for me."

"There are umbrellas, but the wind is strong, so it doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter, it's so close anyway." Lin Wanwan had already decided to rush home even if she didn't have an umbrella to get wet in the rain. It would be better to have an umbrella.

"Okay, go downstairs." Xiao Chong went to get an umbrella for Lin Wanwan, "Come to my house in the afternoon? Bring homework and do homework together."

"Didn't you say you were going back to Yongda this afternoon?"

"It's raining too much, so I won't go."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan replied, "Let's see, it's raining too much and I don't want to go out."

Lin Wanwan was changing shoes in front of the porch cabinet, and Xiao Chong came over with an umbrella.

When she looked up, she felt that it was outrageous, it was actually an antique oil-paper umbrella!
"Is this an umbrella for taking pictures?" Lin Wanwan took the umbrella in surprise, "I'm afraid it will be broken by the wind when I take this umbrella out. Forget it, I'll shower it back, such a beautiful umbrella, if it breaks, you won't be able to pay for it." rise."

Xiao Chong laughed: "Don't look down on our intangible cultural heritage oil-paper umbrellas. The ability to carry wind is much stronger than that of ordinary mass-produced nylon umbrellas. Just take it and use it. If it blows, it is of poor quality. You will never pay for it."

Lin Wanwan opened the umbrella suspiciously: "Really?"

"Try it and you'll know." Xiao Chong opened the door for her, "Put the big book here first, so as not to get wet."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan carefully walked into the rain curtain with an umbrella. The sound of "crackling" raindrops falling on the oil-paper umbrella was like an elf dancing. It was especially beautiful, and it was an effect that ordinary umbrellas could not achieve.

Xiao Chong looked at the back of Lin Wanwan leaving with an oil-paper umbrella, like an ink painting meandering out from the door of the house, and smiled unconsciously.

Although this oil-paper umbrella is really strong against the wind and is as calm as its owner, it can't do anything about the raindrops floating in all directions.

After a short distance, when Lin Wanwan returned home, most of her trouser legs were still wet from the rain.

Grandpa Lin has already served all the food on the table: "Wanwan, you're back, go change your clothes and eat."

"Yeah." Lin Wanwan put the umbrella to dry under the eaves, changed her shoes, went straight to her room on the second floor, took a set of sportswear, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After eating and washing the dishes, the wind outside actually stopped, leaving only the drizzle floating in the air.

Grandpa Lin worked the night shift last night. He could have rested at home all day today, and he would be on the day shift tomorrow morning.

But he couldn't stay idle at home, and was called out by the lobby manager of the hotel next to his home to serve dishes part-time.

Every time that hotel has a large-scale banquet, it will invite nearby foreign players who are willing to work part-time to act as waiters to serve dishes and collect bowls.

Young people are paid 15 yuan an hour, and older workers are paid [-] yuan an hour.

At the age of 76, Grandpa Lin is already regarded as too old, and no one wants it.

Fortunately, although Grandpa Lin is old, he is also a handsome old man. He looks much younger than his peers.

So the last time Grandpa Lin was taken by a clan relative to a hotel to work part-time, he told the manager of Datang that he was 64 years old, and he didn't doubt it, so he just left his contact information and did it when he was free.

Lin Wanwan didn't want her grandfather to work so hard, and advised him many times not to do it, but Grandpa Lin basically didn't listen.

After the demolition, Grandfather Lin and his wife replaced the villa with flat floors, and most of the rest of the money was taken away by their son, who paid for his study abroad and his wife.

Grandma Lin suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage last year, which drained the frugal savings of these elderly couples.

In order for Lin Wanwan to continue her studies, Grandpa Lin must work hard to make money, and it is not enough to rely on the rural insurance of [-] a month.

After grandpa went out, Lin Wanwan mopped the floors upstairs and downstairs, washed and dried the clothes that needed to be washed, then thought about it, took homework and Xiao Chong's oiled paper umbrella, propped up the umbrella at home, and went to next door.

Xiao Chong didn't close the courtyard door and the gate, Lin Wanwan walked in smoothly all the way.

Hearing the movement, Xiao Chong walked out of the kitchen, with eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and raised his chin to Lin Wanwan, a little seductively: "Wanwan, come here, let's make dim sum together."

He didn't look like he was asking someone to make snacks, but rather he was asking people to make snacks.

Lin Wanwan put down the plastic bag containing the homework, closed the door, changed her shoes and walked into the room, asking suspiciously, "You really know how to make your own snacks?"

"Ang." Xiao Chong replied, his peach blossom eyes were slightly lifted up to the sunlight, "Didn't you eat during the autumn outing?"

"I thought it was you joking with Mi Yunzhi and the others."

After all, Xiao Chong also said to the exhibition area of ​​Xiao Chong's works of the Tang Dynasty with the same name and surname, that the two are the same person, and those are all his works!
Who knows when they are telling the truth and when they are joking and bragging!

Xiao Chong's smile pierced his eyes: "Are you kidding? You'll find out in a while. Come here and help me."

As a son of an aristocratic family, Xiao Chong has always enjoyed the life of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food.

But since Lin Wanwan gave him the reference book from Datang, in order to benefit the people, he began to study it by himself.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the various foods recorded in the book must not be ignored.

Now there is also a dim sum, which is named Zifang cake, which means the same thing as Dongpo meat.

Xiao Chong's kitchen is a high-tech kitchen with all kinds of ovens, steamers, microwave ovens and other electronic equipment. It is very convenient for him to make pasta.

Although Lin Wanwan's family conditions are average, her grandparents actually dote on her and never ask her to work in the kitchen.

When grandma was still alive, she didn't need Lin Wanwan to do housework such as cleaning and washing clothes.

So in terms of baking skills, she is far behind Xiao Chong, a foodie.

Walking into the kitchen, Lin Wanwan found that there was still a video camera set up beside her.

She was startled, and quickly exited the camera: "Why are you still recording?"

Xiao Chong replied casually: "Don't worry, I only record the process of making dim sum, without showing my face, and I will remove the sound in the later stage and edit it again."

"Why do you want to record a video?" Lin Wanwan heard that she would not show her face, so she didn't worry, she calmly walked to his side, and helped him pass things under his signal.

"I opened a food video account, occasionally record a video, spread Chinese food, and earn some extra money by the way."

"Is this still making money?" Lin Wanwan was excited when she heard Xiao Chong say that!
She doesn't care about lofty goals such as spreading culture, but she cares about making money!
Xiao Chong has no secrets at all: "Of course, in the online society, everything is possible."

The words on his mouth will not affect the movements of his hands at all, and he is extremely skilled.

"However, high school is so stressful. If you are distracted by these things, won't it affect your grades?"

Xiao Chong smiled confidently, and asked back, "What do you think?"

Traveling back and forth with the memories of his previous life, what a golden finger this is, and how could some mere schoolwork in primary and secondary schools affect him.

Lin Wanwan pursed her lips when he arrived at Versailles, speechless.

Lin Wanwan, who hasn't activated cheating yet, is now a pure natural high school girl who is trying her best to study!
She can't feel the joy of the masters who can easily read the book well, but she is studying very hard.

In the second year of high school, it is divided into the arts and science class, and in the third year of high school, it is divided into the sprint class. Only those in the top [-] of the grade can enter the latter.

With Lin Wanwan's current ranking, it is difficult to maintain her position in the first class.

As he was silently accepting the blow, the Fangtai built-in oven next to him suddenly made a "ding" sound, indicating that the contents inside were baked.

Xiao Chong's dim sum has also been molded successfully, so put it aside.

He put on a pair of thick oven mitts, opened the oven door, and took out a tray with eight good-looking egg tarts on it.

"The egg tarts are ready, try to see if they are delicious." Xiao Chong put the egg tarts on the plate one by one and handed them to Lin Wanwan.

Eight egg tarts, four flavors, one with all the flavors and colors.

"You can actually make egg tarts?" Lin Wanwan has been in surprise ever since she entered the kitchen.

"Well, in fact, I just mixed an egg mixture, and the base was bought ready-made." Xiao Chong explained, and then put the ones that were just made into the oven.

"Let's go, go to the tea room, I'm done here, I'll make tea for you."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan followed Xiao Chong with a plate of egg tarts, took off her slippers, followed Xiao Chong's example, and knelt down on a tatami-like mat.

She put the egg tart plate on the edge of the tea table, watching Xiao Chong's unrestrained and unrestrained movements, she only felt pleasing to the eye.

The nobles of the Tang Dynasty pursued the elegant tea ceremony, paying attention to the quality of tea, the essence of tea making, the skill of brewing tea, and the beauty of drinking tea.

There is no doubt about the visual beauty of doing this elegant thing with Xiao Chong's appearance.

But when Lin Wanwan saw Xiao Chong sprinkle the strange ingredients into the tea soup, she couldn't help it immediately: "What did you put in it just now? Can the tea still drink like this?"

Xiao Chong raised his eyes to look at her, and smiled slightly: "This is the tea culture from the Tang Dynasty."

Lin Wanwan smiled "hehe" and said, "Okay."

Anyway, she couldn't appreciate it anymore, and felt that it wouldn't taste good.

After putting in the ingredients, Xiao Chong put the lid on the tea pot that looked like a pair of silver pots, looked at Lin Wanwan and said, "The egg tarts are not so hot anymore, eat and see."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan took one in each hand and handed it to Xiao Chong, "Let's eat together."

"Okay." Xiao Chong took it and ate it with Lin Wanwan.

The most particular aristocrats would not add small ingredients when drinking tea, but Xiao Chong was not a child of aristocrats who followed the rules in the Tang Dynasty, and it is even more impossible to completely abide by the ancient etiquette after traveling to modern times.

"It's quite delicious. The one I ate was not sweet or greasy, and it tasted very fresh."

"It has a little blueberry sauce in it."

After eating the egg tarts and the tea was ready, Xiao Chong made another cup of tea for Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan frowned and looked at the tea bowl, took a sip hesitantly, and then put it down very ladylikely.

Xiao Chong looked at her and smiled: "Don't like it?"

"Hehe." Lin Wanwan said mildly, "I don't like tea or coffee or anything like that."

Xiao Chong nodded, said "Yes", and said, "Then I'll make fruit tea for you next time."

Wanwan is still the same as before, not interested in tea soup.

"Fruit tea?" Lin Wanwan imagined for a moment, "It sounds okay."

After eating tea and cakes, Lin Wanwan helped Xiao Chong clean up the tea sets and dishes.

There are two dishwashers in Xiao Chong's kitchen, one is a sink type and the other is an ordinary built-in dishwasher.The combined capacity of the two dishwashers is large, and it is more than enough to wash the tea sets and dishes without doing it yourself.

Lin Wanwan watched Xiao Chong turn on the dishwasher and sighed, "The current home appliances are really thoughtful."

"Well, it's okay." Xiao Chong replied casually.

Lin Wanwan's family didn't need her to wash the dishes before, but now that her grandmother is gone, she feels sorry for her grandpa's hard work, so she rushes to do the dishes.

But she herself doesn't like washing dishes very much, it feels greasy and uncomfortable.Now seeing that Xiao Chong's place is full of lazy high-tech, it is inevitable to be envious.

Xiao Chong didn't feel much about these things, mainly because he didn't need to wash half of the dishes in his previous life.No matter how advanced modern technology is, it is not as easy to use as human power.

For example, in the dishwasher, the residue must be poured out first before it can be put in for cleaning, and if there is a servant serving, the bowl can be left as soon as it is placed.

On the way of being lazy, there are never too many people to wait on.

Xiao Chong has adapted to the 12 years of unattended life. He is used to it, but he may not like it.

But overall, modern life is definitely more comfortable than Datang.

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