Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 338 - 335: The Joy Brought by a Glass Jar (Bonus - )
The silent night was void of any sound except for the gentle paddling of a small boat through the water. Occasionally, a few wild ducks would fly past, making the lake appear even more tranquil.
Lin Wanwan remained silent, and the boatman dared not make a noise.
After sailing for more than an hour, Lin Wanwan finally saw the large dock ahead, filled with boats of all sizes.
They were not far from the estuary now.
"Boatman, dock here."
Lai Touwang dared not disobey and reluctantly docked the boat. Lin Wanwan jumped ashore and disappeared in the blink of an eye into the reeds under the night sky.
Lai Touwang felt the boat’s bow lighten and knew that the "woman" had left. Instantly, he collapsed onto the deck, feeling utterly powerless.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
When dawn broke, the semi-conscious Mrs. Yan finally awoke and sat upright abruptly, first searching for her daughter and then checking on her husband.
Seeing them both lying there safe and sound, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Just as Mrs. Yan was about to cover her daughter with a hemp cloth, she suddenly spotted a glass jar filled with chocolates held by her daughter’s neck.
Under the sunlight, the transparent glass jar gleamed slightly.
Startled, Mrs. Yan hurriedly nudged Lai Touwang awake: "Husband, husband, wake up! Look at this, what is it?"
Lai Touwang, who had only fallen asleep again just before dawn, was annoyed at being woken by his wife, ready to complain, but the glass jar waved before him dazzled his eyes.
"This... this seems like Western Glass!"
The sleepiness in Lai Touwang vanished immediately, and he grabbed the glass jar, examining it repeatedly. His aged face flushed with excitement: "Glass! This is glass! Western Glass!"
Frequently mingling at the docks, though Lai Touwang was poor, he was not lacking in knowledge. He had the fortune of seeing Western Glass in the hands of Western merchants while laboring during transport work.
"Is this the glass worth a thousand gold?" Mrs. Yan was also thrilled.
From the moment she saw the glass jar, she found it beautiful, and now knowing it was priceless glass made it even more appealing. Yet she was puzzled by the small black items inside.
"Where did you get this glass?" Lai Touwang promptly inquired.
Mrs. Yan pointed at their daughter: "I woke up to find the elder sister holding it in her arms."
Both parents turned to their daughter, and the little girl, under their intense gaze, finally woke up, rubbing her eyes, and spoke in her childish voice: "Mommy, I saw the Fairy Princess last night, she was as beautiful as Nuwa."
There was a Nuwa Temple nearby, and the little girl had seen the deity’s statue while praying with her parents.
Mrs. Yan asked her: "Elder sister, where did you get this?"
The little girl replied confidently: "The Fairy Princess gave it to me."
Mrs. Yan and Lai Touwang exchanged glances, seeing the doubt and hesitation in each other’s eyes.
Who was the "woman" from last night, a fairy or a ghost, and should they keep the gift she left behind?
"Indeed, she was a fairy. She could leave with our boat; a ghost can’t leave a place of wrongful death." Lai Touwang nodded as he spoke to Mrs. Yan, reassuring her and himself.
A Western Glass jar, no less!
To Lai Touwang, the glass jar was equivalent to a house and land; regardless if it was given by a fairy or a ghost, to him, it was a gift from a deity.
The pragmatic nature of Huaxia’s common folk.
"Then, are the contents Immortal Pills?" Mrs. Yan pointed at the chocolates in the glass jar.
Lai Touwang was silent; he didn’t know either but couldn’t show ignorance to his wife.
After all, he had won over his wife, who had fled from famine, mainly with the knowledge he gained as a canal transport worker and his eloquence.
"I want to taste it." At this moment, the little girl burrowed into Lai Touwang’s arms and snatched the glass jar.
Both their hearts skipped a beat, and they quickly reached over to steady the jar: "Elder sister darling, this treasure isn’t for play."
The little girl tilted her head in confusion: "But it was given to me by the Fairy Princess."
Mrs. Yan smiled, patting her head: "Yes, my elder sister is so blessed, only a fairy would gift you a treasure."
After a while, Lai Touwang finally managed to open the glass jar. He sniffed its contents, a rich fragrance greeted his nostrils, smelling delicious.
After wiping his hand on a nearby fabric, Lai Touwang carefully took out a piece and examined it under the sunlight, saying: "This must be an Immortal Pill."
He then brought the chocolate ball to his mouth, tentatively sticking out his tongue to lick it, and in the next moment, his eyes brightened: "It’s sweet!"
He then naturally offered it to his wife’s mouth: "You try it too."
Mrs. Yan took a lick too, happily exclaiming: "Really sweet!"
In those days, sweetness was far rarer and more valuable than saltiness.
For coastal families, salt was always available, even though it wasn’t enough for preserving food; compared with the completely unattainable sugar, at least salt was accessible daily.
The couple was reluctant to eat the sweet chocolate, each taking a lick to confirm it wasn’t poisonous, then fed the chocolate to the little girl.
The little girl nibbled a bit, her eyes squinting in delight.
She then offered the chocolate to Mrs. Yan: "Mommy, have some too."
Thus, the family of three shared a piece of chocolate, each offering to the other.
There appeared to be at least forty or fifty pieces left in the glass jar, yet they were reluctant to eat any more.
Patting the little girl’s head, Lai Touwang said: "The rich also adore these. Father will trade them for food and meat, alright? You can have a bowl of rice every day then!"
Lai Touwang didn’t know how much chocolate was worth, but as Immortal Pills given by a fairy, they must be far more valuable than the sugar at the market?
Imagining exchanging the glass jar and Immortal Pills for money, allowing him to buy a house and land with his wife and daughter, set his heart afire, filling him with hope for the future!
Yesterday must have been his stroke of luck!
People said daughters were a blessing, and it was absolutely true.
The fairy gave it to no one else but his daughter, proving she was indeed blessed.
The old Daoist at the Laojun Temple had read his fortune, saying he could own a house after thirty; wasn’t this the prophecy coming true here?
With excitement, Lai Touwang hugged his daughter and kissed her: "My elder sister is so blessed."
As for the excitement and happiness the jar filled with Lindt chocolate balls brought to the boatman’s family, Lin Wanwan naturally paid no attention.
After she disembarked, she hid the balance scooter in a secluded spot among the reeds, planning to use it upon return. If she took it back to modern times, she feared it would be done for.
Even after two hours on a boat in the Great Tang, only half an hour had passed in modern time.
