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Chapter 16: Teaching, Brewing (1)

Chapter 16: Teaching, brewing wine (1)

In the backyard corridor, Yi Fan led Wu Meiniang to walk one after another.

"Is your father really the former Minister of Works and the Warriors?"

Wu Meiniang said unpleasantly, "What does the shopkeeper mean? Do I don't even know who my father is?"

Yi Fan waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no. I just feel a little... a little unbelievable, then do you have other sisters or sisters?"

Wu Meiniang looked at Yi Fan in confusion and said, "What is the little shopkeeper asking about this?"

Yi Fan said awkwardly: "It's nothing, I'm just talking casually."

Wu Meiniang looked at Yi Fan and said, "The little girl has no other sisters."

Yi Fan said "Oh", but he became confused: "She is Wu Meiniang, and she is the daughter of the Warrior. Logically, she should be Wu Zetian.

But this is completely incompatible? Could it be that I have traveled through a fake Tang Dynasty?"

Yi Fan shook his head and put aside his thoughts in his mind and decided not to think about it anymore. Regardless of whether she is Wu Zetian, as long as she is still in the land of China, as long as the people here are still Han people and the descendants of the dragon, then this is his hometown and home.

Before they knew it, Yi Fan and Wu Meiniang had already walked to the door of a room.

"Mei Niang, you will live here in the future." Yi Fan pushed open a door and pointed to the next room: "This is my room. If you have anything to do, you can call me. Oh! By the way, I have another question to ask you. In my recruitment notice, I clearly wrote that people over 16 years old, why did you come when you were fourteen years old?"

"I heard you are only fourteen years old, right? Since you can even be the shopkeeper of this store, why can't I come to respond?"

Yi Fan was speechless and had to say, "It makes sense. Then you have to take a break first. I have to teach those little kids, so as not to know the name of the restaurant when the restaurant opened."

Watching Yi Fan go away, Wu Meiniang closed the door, put the package, and then prepared to pour herself a glass of water on the short table. Unexpectedly, when she lifted the kettle, it was empty inside. I felt relieved when I thought about it. There was no one living in this room, so how could this teapot have water?

He knelt down beside the short side, holding his cheek with both hands, and couldn't help but think of Yi Fan: "This man speaks strangely, it's so strange. He arranged me next to him, but he was trying to do anything to me, right?"

Shaking his head, letting himself stop thinking about the things that are not available, and sighed: "Hey... don't care. In a few months, the selection of talented women will begin in the palace. Let's settle down here first!"

Unconsciously, at noon, Yi Yun knocked on the door: "Miss Wu, come out for dinner."

"Oh! OK, I'll be here soon."

When Wu Meiniang changed her clothes, she walked to the dining room. Six little ghosts sat around the short table, and the short table was filled with dishes she had never seen before. Feng, Yun was on the right, riding the wind, breaking the waves and the sun, Zhongtian was on the left, Yi Fan knelt in the main seat in the middle, and there was a short table next to her, which was obviously prepared for her.

"Mei Niang, come on, sit here." Yi Fan hurriedly greeted Wu Mei Niang when she arrived.

Wu Meiniang looked around for a while, and saw that there was no empty seat, she walked over hesitantly, but her heart was filled with slams. The man kept shouting "Mei Niang, Mei Niang", making him very familiar with him.

I just arrived today, so I asked me to sit in the main seat with him. What does this person mean? Does he really have other ideas about me?

Not to mention, Yi Fan really has an idea. His idea is to hold on to this big and thick leg, and when she becomes the queen in the future, she can live in this world safely, at least not offend her.

After Wu Meiniang sat down, Yi Fan briefly introduced the people in the room, picked up the chopsticks, and shouted: "Dinner."

Several people used their chopsticks together. In ancient times, Yi Fan was quite satisfied. As long as the head of the family did not eat first, the people below could not use their chopsticks.

The Tang Dynasty implemented a separate meal system, with each person having a short table, and each short table was served three dishes and one soup, namely sesame mutton, braised fish, garlic and vegetables, and an egg soup.

Speaking of this separate meal system, Yi Fan remembered something. In modern times, a classmate who went abroad came back and invited everyone to eat Western food. The dinner table kept boasting about how things were like abroad. The wens are crafty and hygienic. When eating, we should eat separately. A group of people were holding chopsticks and stolen in a bowl. How unhygienic!

It was a joke, and he heard him talk alone there for a meal, which made people feel disgusting. What would he think if he knew that these were all the rest of our ancestors played with?

Seeing that our Queen had tasted these dishes one by one, Yi Fan asked, "Mei Niang, how about it? Is the food still suitable for the taste?"

Hearing Yi Fan's question, the Queen elegantly put down her chopsticks, took out her handkerchief without any haste, and wiped the oil stains that did not exist at the corner of her mouth.

"This is the first time that the little girl tastes such a delicious dish, and it is really delicious."

The Tang Dynasty had only cooked food at this time, including boiling, steaming, and roasting. The taste of the Tang people at this time was definitely a nuclear bomb bomb.

Little did he know that Wu Meiniang secretly scolded Yi Fan for not being polite. The ancients said that if you don’t eat or sleep or disturb your meal, how can you waste such delicious dishes?

After dinner, Yi Fan said to Wu Meiniang: "Mei Niang, please help me teach them how to teach them Chinese class in the afternoon."

As a queen of the generation, it is certain to know the text and make words. I teach a few little kids maths, pinyin and other things. If I talk about this Chinese, I really can't play with it. Besides, I can't just teach them simplified characters, after all, traditional characters were used in ancient times.

One afternoon, the group of little ghosts surrounded the people: "Sister Mei Niang, Sister Mei Niang shouted."

Yi Fan finally got rid of the trouble of teaching traditional Chinese characters. However, Yi Fan still used Pinyin to teach the little ghosts simplified Chinese characters when he had time. Although Yi Fan had less time to teach, with the powerful advantage of Pinyin, it was not slower than Wu Meiniang's teaching.

Wu Meiniang also wanted to use pinyin to teach, and she also listened to Yi Fan's class specifically. It turned out that pinyin was completely inapplicable to the people of the Tang Dynasty because pinyin was pronounced in modern Mandarin, while the Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty was Guanzhong dialect, and the pinyin could not be spelled out of Guanzhong dialect.

Helplessly, Wu Meiniang had to give up, but she would listen to Yi Fan's lecture, because Yi Fan would tell some interesting knowledge, which was something she had never heard of before. For example, those twists and turns of Arabic numerals, Yi Fan could get the answer through some simple formulas.

If she had to calculate these answers, she would have to use the calculation foundation for a long time to draw a conclusion. Yi Fan would also tell some interesting stories, which sometimes made everyone laugh, sometimes made people cry, and there were some strange knowledge, and what experiments would be done.

Today Yi Fan led the little devils to conduct an experiment. A few days ago, Yi Yun looked for things customized by craftsmen, and sent a batch today. Yi Fan was fiddling with a few kids. In fact, it was a pot with an iron lid on it and a long iron pipe next to the lid.

After the installation was completed, Yi Fan asked a few kids to drive a ox cart to buy wine. A must-have skill for time travelers, highly distilled wine, how could Yi Fan not do it? The restaurant is about to open, and this restaurant is a nonsense, but it is a restaurant that doesn’t have wine!
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