Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 388 - 385: Vermicelli? Fans (Bonus)

Holding the homemade wine from Jie Yuting, Lin Wanwan cheerfully walked out of the restaurant with Lu Shouyue.

Lu Shouyue chuckled, "Wanwan, you really have a knack for this, getting Old Jie to break his own rules."

Lin Wanwan’s eyes curved with a smile, "Haha, not at all! Teacher Lu, this is goodbye for now, bye-bye, see you later."

Lu Shouyue was surprised, "What, you won’t let me take you home? It’s so late, I should take you home, the driver is already here."

Lin Wanwan waved her hand, "No need, Teacher Lu, you forgot I’m quite strong. You should go back and rest early, I called a ride share, very convenient."

As she spoke, a green-plate new energy domestic car pulled up. Lin Wanwan glanced at the license plate and smiled, "Look, my car is here too, bye-bye!"

Lu Shouyue, helpless, just waved, "Bye-bye."

Once in the car, Lin Wanwan gazed at the bottle of fine wine in her hand, giggling foolishly. When she first tasted it, all she could think about was immediately buying a jug, mostly reminded of Xiao Chong, that wine lover.

Hmm, occasionally maintaining the relationship is very important, after all, he’s a big support for her in the Great Tang!

The sweet potatoes were nearly ready to harvest, and Lin Wanwan planned to start making sweet potato noodles. Then the cotton would also be ready for harvest soon; the benefits involved were too great to do without the highest authority in Mao County, Xiao Chong.

Returning to her small villa, Lin Wanwan packed probiotics and snacks prepared for little Qingyu, and traveled through time back to the Great Tang.

It was already night in the Great Tang; Lin Wanwan put her things away and went to bed. Whatever needed to be done, she would address it the next morning.

A peaceful, dreamless sleep ensued.

The next day, Lin Wanwan got up early, sent little Qingyu to the Wang Family’s private school, and then headed for the backyard of the County Government.

The so-called backyard door was naturally a more secluded place, specifically for "opening the back door," after all.

Xiao Chong had gotten up even earlier; by the time Lin Wanwan arrived, he had already finished his morning exercises, changed out of his practice clothes, taken a shower, and donned a plain blue shirt, looking carefree, handsome, and dashing.

At first sight of Xiao Chong, Lin Wanwan was charmed once again by his looks. This guy was always exuding charm. If he lived in modern times, it seemed people would go crazy for him every day, regardless of gender.

Lin Wanwan was quite surprised that Xiao Chong got up so early to practice martial arts.

She had thought, based on his usual nonchalant attitude towards time, he relied purely on talent for martial arts!

Apparently not; martial arts are not to be taken lightly, and progress requires diligent study.

"Cousin, did you come here early for something?" Xiao Chong and Lin Wanwan exchanged greetings before sitting down.

At this time, Dugu Di was still practicing and hadn’t come to Xiao Chong’s courtyard yet, so for now, it was just Xiao Chong and his guards in the courtyard.

Lin Wanwan shook the wine jug in her hand, smiling, "I brought a jug of fine wine for Cousin! I hope I’m not interrupting you?"

"Haha! Many thanks for your thoughts, Cousin. Xiao is very grateful, how could there be any talk of interruption?" Xiao Chong smiled, accepting the fine wine from Lin Wanwan’s hands, couldn’t resist uncorking it, and took a whiff, praising it, "What a rich aroma! What a good wine! Good wine indeed!"

To Xiao Chong, all the wines Lin Wanwan brought out were exceptional, a significant blow to the existing fine wines of the Great Tang.

Due to the technological limitations, the Great Tang’s wines had limited alcohol content, so bringing over a bag of cheap Shaoxing rice wine would be considered a superior wine in everyone’s eyes.

And today, the wine Lin Wanwan brought was a truly top-quality limited-edition wine, which would cost 8,800 yuan a jug in modern times.

"Cousin doesn’t mind if I drink a cup right away, yes?" Xiao Chong was tempted by the rich, intoxicating aroma of the wine and couldn’t help himself!

"Please help yourself, Cousin!"

Xiao Chong didn’t really care about keeping up appearances, frequently unkempt. He didn’t wear splendid clothes every day, often wearing a half- old blue shirt.

This was mainly because of his stunning looks and extraordinary demeanor, which led people to constantly mistake him for an Immortal.

If not for his heaven-stirring beauty, Xiao Chong might have been a very down-to-earth official.

Even now, when Xiao Chong ungracefully grabbed two teacups from the desk and poured the wine, his actions, clearly not conforming to everyday etiquette, being very free-wheeling, still appeared elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Beauty and fine wine have always had an eye-dazzling, heart-stirring function, naturally advantageous.

Seeing Xiao Chong down a gulp of fine wine, the normally half-closed, hazy deep eyes suddenly brightened, Lin Wanwan felt secretly smug.

"Well, how do you find this wine?"

Xiao Chong tilted his head back, drank the wine leaving not a drop, then praised, "Good wine!"

Then he called outside, "Go invite Brother Xiwen over, such fine wine deserves to be enjoyed with fellow wine lovers."

"At once!" The waiting Shuqi withdrew.

Lin Wanwan lazily propped her head with her hand and said, "What, does Cousin think I’m not a good wine companion?"

Xiao Chong smiled broadly, "Not at all, Cousin misunderstood, it’s just that this wine deserves more to appreciate it."

Lin Wanwan picked up her own glass, took a sip, and then asked, "Cousin, what about the calligraphy you promised? Is it framed yet? Since I’m here today, I might as well take it with me."

Xiao Chong smiled calmly, "It’s ready. Even if Cousin hadn’t come today, I would have sent someone to deliver it to your residence. Someone, bring that piece of calligraphy."

"Understood!"

Shortly after Dugu Di arrived at the main hall, after exchanging greetings, Lin Wanwan spoke up about the main reason for her visit today, "Cousin, the sweet potatoes will soon be ready for harvest. We at Lin Family Manor plan to produce sweet potato noodles. How do you plan to handle the sweet potatoes in your official fields? Would you like to join us in making noodles?"

Xiao Chong asked curiously, "Noodles? Does it relate to the ’noodle clusters’ or ’noodle pancakes’ recorded in the ’Essential Elements of Qi Min’?"

"Exactly, the noodle pancakes, the process is similar, only the raw material has switched to sweet potatoes."

Fortunately, Lin Wanwan had researched this earlier; otherwise, she’d have been stumped by Xiao Chong.

This man was like an ancient encyclopedia, knowing everything and spouting it offhandedly. Did he start reading in the womb?

Noodles were previously called noodle pancakes, rumored to be invented by Sun Bin in the Warring States period, but no related historical records were found in later generations, so it’s not conclusive.

The first real text recording them is in Bei Wei Jia Sixie’s ’Essential Techniques for the People.’ 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

In modern times, combining ancient methods and modern technology, Longkou vermicelli has been listed as a national intangible cultural heritage.

Lin Wanwan specifically bought a noodle machine, mainly to speed up the integration of ancient methods and modern technology. She didn’t aim for making noodles purely by ancient methods—why go through extra trouble if there are convenient tools available?

Although the technique of making noodles was clearly recorded in Bei Wei times, it’s easy to imagine that except for farmers with ancestral knowledge, other farmers wouldn’t know the method.

Firstly, there were no books for self-study, and secondly, no way to spread the method.

Nobles like Xiao Chong who had access to books like ’Essential Techniques for the People’ were mostly unlikely to do it themselves, and whether they would teach the local populace depended on whether they had the welfare of the nation and its people at heart.

Luckily, Xiao Chong did have such intentions, it’s just he’s far too busy to spare the time. Hearing Lin Wanwan bring it up, he immediately became interested, discussing enthusiastically with Lin Wanwan, even pausing his wine-drinking.

Dugu Di was drinking alone on the side, glancing between Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong, pondering: These two, besides their family backgrounds, are indeed unmatched. But can family backgrounds be set aside? No! Pity, such a pity!