not good, immortal

Chapter 47 Teacher
The dawn of Xinhai is earlier than that of Xishu.

The warm morning breeze carried some humidity from the sea, and brushed gently over the brick walls, tiles and spires of the houses.Outside the stone railings, which have experienced wind and rain for more than half a century, sycamore trees are swaying.

Feng He pulled up a chair, hugged the tablet computer, and sat on the balcony to read a book.

Last night, she fumbled to use this thing nicknamed "Pad", and went online all night.

Qiao Zhenzhen downloaded a lot of historical books and documents for her from the Internet. Only then did she realize that even the Song Dynasty was different from what she remembered. After the Northern Song Dynasty, there was the Southern Song Dynasty. At the same time as the Southern Song Dynasty, there were Jin and Yuan, and then Ming and Qing... …

It's just that the information is a little small and not enough to read.

She went to the Internet to search some more.

What Xiaoba said was really right, this "net" is indeed a good thing, um, I also want to thank her for teaching me pinyin.

In this way, it is voice plus pinyin plus handwriting that allows her to use search in a stumbling manner.

Thinking back to how I climbed the window in the hospital... Feng He almost helped Qiao Zhenzhen cut two rooms and two halls into three rooms and two halls.

Still need to learn more, learning is really important.

……

While Feng He was studying hard, Qiao Zhenzhen slept very comfortably.

No draft, no filming, nothing to do, and more importantly, no sister Mei.

It wasn't until the sun was high that I finally got up from the bed.

The first thing she did was to wash up, and the second thing was to walk into her cloakroom.

???

No, wrong entry, come again.

"Xiaohe Xiaohe Xiaohe!"

Qiao Zhenzhen rushed out of the room wearing a small silk sling, hid behind the curtains, poked her head out, and broke the silence of the years under the plane tree, "I'm gone again!"

Then he yelled "what to do, what to do" and ran away scratching his head.

"Huh?" Feng He got up and went back to the house, he really didn't understand Qiao Zhenzhen's obsession with clothes.

She followed the sound to the door of Qiao Zhenzhen's cloakroom.Standing still, I saw my friend scratching his hair facing the rows of cabinets in front of him.

After looking carefully, Feng He was a little dizzy for a moment.

It was a room about twenty feet square, not much bigger than the "living room".There are closets all around.

The cabinet door is made of tea-colored glass with metal lines, and there are lights shining through the glass. Most of the skirts are hung with various fabrics, including silk, gold, and even feathers, and more She couldn't remember her name.

There is a jewelry rack next to it, hanging a dazzling array of gemstone beads.

Underneath, the surface of the drawer is also a layer of glass, and there are a few discs that can rotate by themselves. I don't know what they are for.

Seeing her coming, Qiao Zhenzhen cried, "Look at it, look at it, sister Mei must have taken it for me while I was away."

Although there are one or two cabinets empty, but...

"You call that no clothes?"

Fenghe herself doesn't pay much attention to food and clothing, but even so, she feels that Qiao Zhenzhen's definition of clothes may be different from that of ordinary people.

"No, these are basically bought by the company or given by the brand. How do you usually wear them out of the house? Look, for example, this McQueen's feather silk jacquard, if you don't pay attention to it when you wear it, it will be broken..."

Qiao Zhenzhen pulled out a black-bottomed colored dress from the nearest one, and the conversation started again.

The silk threads on the skirt meandered, layers of purple red and golden green spread out together, and turned back and forth a thousand times, like a picture scroll, but the texture was a bit delicate and fragile.

"It seems to be the same." Feng He nodded, although she still didn't understand what was said in the first half, but as far as these costumes were concerned, they were indeed too gorgeous.

In short, the clothes of the people she saw after leaving the mountain were different.

Well, the mainstream clothing in this world is probably printed with white letters on a blue background?

As she was thinking about it, there was a burst of music at the door.

"Oh, it's takeaway!" Qiao Zhenzhen hurried out.

Feng He followed out slowly, only to see Qiao Zhenzhen talking to the air: "Yes, yes, yes, I ordered, you can drive down the ladder later and let the master deliver it, thank you."

ha?What is this... technology?

"You open the door to get takeaway later, I'll change my clothes first." Fortunately, the female star didn't seem to forget that she was still wearing a silk suspender and shorts.

"it is good."

Qiao Zhenzhen taught her how to open the door last night. As for getting takeout, it shouldn't be difficult.

After a while, "Ding Dong~", it was the doorbell.

Feng He opened the door, and there was a man outside. He handed over the package in his hand, spoke quickly, and said:
"Hello, your meal has been delivered, I wish you a pleasant meal, please give a five-star praise."

Before Feng He had time to say thank you, the man turned around and left, with the three big characters behind him very eye-catching.

This dress is indeed blue and white.Well, it seems that my judgment is correct.

"Come here, hurry up and eat, the teacher is coming." Qiao Zhenzhen ran over with bare feet holding her mobile phone, took the package from Feng He, and rushed into the restaurant again.

Oh, so the so-called change of clothes is to add a layer of light robes on the outside, but it's really pretty.

Qiao Zhenzhen had already sat down on the chair, and the tables in front of her were arranged like a shop, with all kinds of things.While unpacking, she waved to Feng He:

"Come on, come on, this is red rice sausage with prawns, this is golden cake with shark's fin, this is money belly, they are all signature dishes, when I used to go to Fan Lou for dinner, Aunt Mei would just let me smell them."

Well, that was really bad.

But... Feng He almost looked stupid, Qiao Zhenzhen looked like a hungry tiger, who would have guessed that her real body was a soft and cute little white rabbit.

"You really don't want to eat it?" Qiao Zhenzhen opened her eyes after enjoying the silky feeling of raw beef porridge between her lips and teeth with her eyes closed, and found that Feng He was sitting opposite, with her head buried in the pad again, without moving her chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry." Feng He shook his head.

I don't know why, but it seems that I don't feel hungry anymore after transforming back into human form.

She looked at most of the dishes on the table, and said hesitantly, "But if you can't finish it, I can..."

As soon as Qiao Zhenzhen raised her hand, there was still half a steamed crystal dumpling with tooth marks on the chopsticks, and said righteously: "No need!"

Fenghe: ...

So, I have some doubts that this child is the reincarnation of Taotie.

Feng He shook his head and continued to look at the tablet.This "History of the Ming Dynasty" is very interesting. The emperors are all ingenious, and it can be regarded as a magical country.

After a while, there was bursts of music coming from the door, she turned her head, and something that looked like a tablet lit up on the wall of the door.

"Xiaohe Xiaohe, go and help me pick up the video, the green key." Right now, Qiao Zhenzhen was holding half a cowboy bone in her mouth, her mouth was covered with black pepper sauce, and she had no image at all.

"okay."

Feng He acted according to the rules, poked the small green button next to it, and a male voice came out, which startled her.

"Hello owner, is there any visitor?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiao Zhenzhen nodded sharply at the restaurant.

"Well, that's allowed, I wish you a happy life." The man used respectful words on the other end.

Oh, it turns out that Qiao Zhenzhen was talking to the air just now, this thing is quite magical.

Just as Feng He was about to go back to read, the music came over again.

She drove with ease, and a face appeared on the screen.

The girl had short hair that reached her ears. She might not be very good-looking, but she was fair and delicate, and there was half a gleam of nobility in her eyes.

"Hi, my name is Zuo Ran, and it's Fu... who always called me over."

(End of this chapter)