"Time travel... what is time travel?" Looking at grandma's cute question, He Binghong felt it was necessary to popularize information about time travel.

"Time travel means we come to another world..."

"Another world?!" Grandma's expression was obviously shocked, and gradually turned to sadness. She started to say in a low tone, "Nang... are we all dead? Oops, what do you mean by this, Han?"

(Still) I thought that being struck by lightning would make things worse. This, this, this... Oh, I still haven’t left any roots for Lao He’s family. Let’s just die together. How can I go to see your grandpa!”

Listening to grandma's words, He Binghong couldn't help but black lines appeared on his forehead, and he quickly interrupted before grandma could say something even more speechless.

"Mommy! When I say that we have come to another world, it does not mean that we are dead, but that we have come to a new world alive!"

"Han is alive...I said we are not like dead people, we are still hungry and sleepy..." Grandma patted her belly and said.

"Then where are we?" He Ma stood at the door, looking at the unfamiliar environment outside.

"Time travel, we may have gone back in time. Time is not fixed. Looking at the buildings outside, it looks like ancient times, such as Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties."

Dad He looked out through the door glass and said, "Well, look at the buildings outside, the wooden houses with gray tiles really look like ancient times."

"Of course, it may be another world, like a parallel space... or it may be the world of novels and movies..."

"How do you know so much? Have you ever traveled through time?" Dad He asked blankly.

"It's said in the novel!" He Binghong said matter-of-factly.

"Hmm... It seems that I didn't get into college in vain because I, Binghong, know more!" Grandma felt very relieved as she listened to Ge Binghong's talk.

Hearing grandma's words, He's father and mother's eyes looked strange. Even He Binghong himself was embarrassed. He just wanted to tell grandma: If you don't learn these things in college, you will be exposed...

"Then what should we do? Should we go out and take a look..." Dad He said.

"Yes, what does it say in the novel, what should I do in this situation?" He's mother also asked, but her tone was teasing and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Um..." He Binghong just pretended not to notice He's father and He's mother's antics, and treated them as asking them humbly, "According to the experience of the vast number of senior members of the Time Travel Party, first of all, don't act blindly, but be fully prepared."

"What preparation?"

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back first. What's the point of standing at the door." Grandma said, and everyone had to close the door and sit in the living room.

"Say it."

"Okay!" He Binghong said after clearing his throat, "First of all, we need to determine where this is, what era it is, how people here live, and what the money is like.

To get this information, you have to go out twice, divide your troops into two groups, watch more, listen more and talk less. I tried it at the door just now. As long as I stand outside the door, I will have a feeling in my heart about where my home is. This way

You won’t get lost either.”

"Well, I had a feeling just now. It was like I had a compass in my heart. I knew where home was even with my eyes closed." He's mother responded.

"That's right, and it doesn't matter even if you can't walk back. Don't forget our skills. You can teleport back just thinking about going home! Of course, don't use this skill in front of others, so as not to make people think there is a ghost.

"He Binghong reminded.

"When it comes to going out to find out information, there is one more thing you should pay attention to, and that is the clothes you are wearing!

This place looks like ancient times, but it might also be a film and television city! So our clothes should not be too eye-catching, um... be more ordinary, be ordinary..."

"What should I wear?" Grandma asked.

"Dad and I will wear the clothes I brought back from college. There are some gray ancient literati gowns in it. Grandma and mom should not wear too new clothes. The color should be lighter, gray and cyan will be fine."

"It's so troublesome, why don't we go out now? You and your dad go out for a walk first. If not, buy a couple of clothes and come back. Grandma and I will wait at home." Hearing the trouble, Mother He said.

He Binghong thought that it would be fine, and it would be better to avoid causing trouble, so he said, "Okay, then I will go for a walk with dad, but you and grandma are also looking at the door. After all, I don't know if we can still

If you can’t go back, you still have to live for a while and get used to this place in advance.”

After making an agreement, He Binghong and his father dressed as plainly as possible and went out.

"Be careful!" Grandma and mother shouted at the door.

Waving their hands, the two began their journey through ancient times. With the ability to return home instantly, there was no concern about safety issues.

He Binghong wore navy blue trousers, black cloth shoes, and a one-size-fits-all scholar's shirt; He's father was similar, except that he wore a blue robe.

The two of them had no other problems except that their hair was shorter, so they both wore two square scarf hats. These were wrinkled ones that He Binghong took out from the nooks and crannies of the luggage he brought back.

I and others walked out of the door and arrived at the street. Unexpectedly, my house was still next to the street after traveling through time. There were not many people here, but no one was surprised by the appearance of the two people, even though they were dressed very strangely, unlike them

It's different, and there's no strange look in his eyes.

He Binghong and Dad He were a little confused about this. They were all prepared to be laughed at by the ancient comrades. Why did they look like they took it for granted when they saw them?

Director, did someone get the wrong script?

But this seems to be a good idea, as you don’t have to be looked at like a monkey.

Walking south along the street for a block, there were suddenly more people. It was like attending a big fair. The number of people increased sharply, and it was bustling and crowded.

The storefronts on both sides of the street, as long as they open the door, are hung with cloth curtains, some with wine written on them, and some with goods written on them.

Looking inside, I saw some selling steamed buns and steamed buns, some selling grains and corn, some selling oil and salt, as well as rouge, gouache, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, silver hairpins and jewelry...

Most of them rely on the hawkers who set up stalls on the streets on both sides, selling vegetables, selling chicken, duck and fish, selling candy, and even performing arts... There are huge crowds of people, and it is extremely lively!

He Binghong carefully looked at the life of ancient people, and said it seemed to be many times more lively than the modern market!

Take a look at the snacks on the roadside. The smell is very strange. You must know that in ancient times, there were not so many flavorings, and it was purely based on craftsmanship. There are people who guess the crossword puzzles, and you can get a gadget if you guess the right one. The entertainers also encourage them.

With enough strength, somersault

When you turn it over, it's called a slip; the seller of chaos uses a cattail fan to fan the hot air from the pot; the waiter at the door of the restaurant also announces the names of dishes from time to time, and he doesn't forget to sip his saliva halfway through, as if just listening to the name makes him happy.

Drooling with greed...

There is a pink attic in front, with many young ladies standing on it, greeting all kinds of passers-by enthusiastically, a big brother opens his mouth, a little brother closes his mouth, and the handkerchief or round fan in his hand keeps shaking...

He Binghong looked up and saw three big characters written on the plaque on the first floor - Zui Chun Tower!

Hmm...He Binghong groped his chin and said thoughtfully: I don't understand, I'm studying science. Where are you? What do you do? Look at the enthusiasm of these young ladies, um~ If you have a chance, you can ask here later.

What does it do? After all, it was not easy for the young ladies in ancient times to be self-reliant. We must support them!
Chapter completed!