Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 245 - 244: Reverse Aging Benefit

The luxury car drove straight into a square in the Cotton City Center, drawing countless glances and camera attention along the way.

The matte Bugatti was so cool that even those who didn’t recognize the car brand would be attracted.

After parking the car, Lu Shouyue pointed ahead and said, "I checked online; the chef at this place is quite good. Let’s give it a try."

"Sure."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the handsome man and beautiful woman stepped out of the supercar, causing a wave of envy and jealousy, even drawing a few whistles.

Lu Shouyue frowned slightly but said nothing, leading Lin Wanwan forward while a keen-eyed doorman at the restaurant opened the door to welcome them.

Cotton City is at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and as a county-level city, its center is quite small with few good restaurants. Yet, Lu Shouyue managed to find one with great taste.

While eating, Lin Wanwan suddenly thought of the second time she met Lu Shouyue, when he was having breakfast at Jie Yuting’s rigidly regulated restaurant.

Faced with someone as cold and dominant as Jie Yuting, Lu Shouyue still pinched his nose and booked a meal. The lure of delicious food was truly strong, so Lu is undoubtedly a foodie!

"Wanwan, why are you laughing? Tell me what’s making you happy," Lu Shouyue asked, seeing Lin Wanwan was chuckling to herself.

Lin Wanwan’s face still bore a smile as she replied, "Nothing, just thinking of Boss Jie. Haha, Mr. Lu, how can a person like you tolerate the rules of having to grab a number every day to eat? I heard you almost visit daily."

Lu Shouyue shrugged and said, "No choice, hey, the food he makes is truly delicious! You shouldn’t mention him while eating, it makes the food here less fragrant."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Wanwan burst into hearty laughter, "Luckily, I’m not that imaginative."

After lunch, the two didn’t linger and returned to the parking lot immediately. After parking the supercar, they sat in the small living room of the RV and set off back to Yongcheng.

The TV in the car was mobile and hidden, looking very high-end.

"Wanwan, what would you like to watch?"

"Anything is fine; I’m not particularly interested in movies or TV."

"Then shall we chat and listen to music?"

"Sure." Lin Wanwan nodded, suddenly thinking of something and asked curiously, "Mr. Lu, do you have any business dealings with Times Group?"

Lu Shouyue touched his nose and coyly laughed, "Kind of."

"Oh."

Lin Wanwan wasn’t particularly concerned with finance or entertainment gossip, so she didn’t make much of a connection.

Lu Xinghua, who founded the Lu Corporation through ancestral accumulation, took refuge in the United States during wartime.

Later, as the situation stabilized, Lu Xinghua started giving back to his motherland, becoming a well-known patriot. He made significant contributions to Huaxia’s development and construction, but there are too many stories to tell.

Anyway, Lu Xinghua was someone whose coffin could be covered with the national flag after his death, an overseas Chinese of great stature. He was buried in Yongcheng, a return to his roots.

Lu Xinghua had one wife and one concubine in his lifetime. His original wife was Yu Ni, with whom he had a son and a daughter, both returned to the country, known as eldest daughter Lu Junyue and eldest son Lu Xingjian. Second wife Wang Shuni had two sons and a daughter, all stayed in the United States.

Lu Shouyue’s antique shop and auction house were gifts from Lu Xinghua. Besides that, Lu Xinghua also gave Lu Shouyue a private museum full of antiques, items brought out of the country during turbulent times and returned when stable, treasures amassed by the Lu Family over generations.

Now that Lu Xinghua has passed, and Lu Xingjian is quite discreet in his dealings among the big shots, Lin Wanwan doesn’t connect Lu Shouyue with these big figures she’s only heard about in the news.

It must be said that in this regard, Lin Wanwan is quite oblivious.

If it were during the Great Tang, when Lin Wanwan met an outstanding person, she would naturally connect them with historical figures. But in modern times, her sense of equality between people is too strong, which makes her less concerned with others’ backgrounds.

Lin Wanwan’s grandparents had an exceptionally strong character, never competing or associating with undesirable people, not bowing to those in power and living their lives with integrity.

Because of her family’s special circumstances, Lin Wanwan always avoids asking about others’ families. She doesn’t want to exchange family information with anyone, so she simply doesn’t ask.

The four-hour drive was made quite bearable by the comfort of the RV’s environment, until they dropped Lin Wanwan off at the gate of her community and went their separate ways.

It was five in the afternoon in the modern time, fourteen hours had passed, but when she returned to the Great Tang after changing clothes, only three and a half hours had gone by in this timeline.

Unlocking the latch, Lin Wanwan walked out of the room, and Hong Yan, waiting outside, lifted his face and smiled, "Madam, have you rested well?"

Lin Wanwan smiled and nodded, asking her, "Where’s Xiao Yuer?"

"The young lady and Rongrong have woken up from their nap and gone to school; now the class is almost over." Hong Yan answered, noticing Lin Wanwan’s rosy complexion, "Madam, you look great today. Shall I help you with your hair?"

"Sure." Lin Wanwan thought to herself, how could she still look good after all this fuss? That’s hardly possible, isn’t it?

Yet, as she sat at the Yellow Flower Pear Wood dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror, she was stunned.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt there was more collagen in her face, making her appear somewhat youthful.

Logically, due to the flow of time, she should seem to age quickly, but instead, she looks more youthful?

"Hong Yan, do you think I’ve been looking older recently?"

Hong Yan was shocked, "How could Madam think so? You appear more youthful, like a young lady not yet twenty!"

She really has become younger!

Lin Wanwan touched her face, feeling strangely excited, thinking about the possibility of not just reversing aging but maybe achieving immortality?

Just thinking about it made her happy! The modern-day worries seemed less bothersome now!

In the afternoon, there were only two classes at the school, one music class (taught by Heng Wu) and one labor class.

Because the children are of varying ages, other classes need to be taught in stages: starting with the lower grades, letting them study on their own afterwards, then teaching the higher grades.

It’s much easier for Heng Wu’s music class; they are all beginners, so they can take big classes together. So far, only theoretical classes are taught; large instruments are not to be learned by all the children.

Instruments like the flute, which are inexpensive, can be included in the school’s budget, but valuable items like the Ancient Zither and the harp obviously cannot be.

Lin Wanwan plans to refer to modern schools’ practices, where they can attend classes for large instruments for free, but students need to purchase the instruments themselves.

Of course, considering the clansmen’s financial situation, Lin Wanwan will subsidize a part.

Even so, it’s imaginable: there might not be many willing to scrimp on clothes and food to buy instruments for their children. Only when cotton is planted and woven into fabric, lifting everyone from the food and clothing line, will they likely consider other things.

Lin Wanwan wasn’t in a hurry; it will take time and you can’t expect to succeed immediately.