After traveling through the book, I am busy as a dog. Shaoqing, can you do it?

Shen Qingqian and Diwuxun glanced at the two funny guys, and then tacitly went to another street with fewer people.

The two stopped in front of a wonton stall, and Shen Qingqian asked, "Would you like to try it?"

Diwuxun glanced at the old man making wontons, then nodded.

Shen Qingqian knew that he must have thought of the two old men at the Nancy Guodong Fifth Street Night Market just like she did.

The wonton filling is not as delicious as the one in Nancy, but it is better in that the skin is thinner and the meat is more.

At the stall, the old man brought two cans of beer, saying, "Young people nowadays love to drink."

"Good work."

"Thank you."

Although Diwuxun has tried his best to "adapt to local customs", he still subconsciously reveals some of the ancient people's conversation.

Upon hearing this, the old man bowed and said, "You are welcome, sir."

Shen Qingqian was delighted when she heard this. She kept laughing with her shoulders shaking until the old man finished singing without changing his expression and walked into the house.

Diwu Xun's ears turned red. "I forgot for a moment."

"..." Shen Qingqian nodded and smiled, "I understand. Then Fifth Shaoqing, have a drink."

"……it is good."

They pulled the pull tab and clinked their glasses.

It was Diwuxun’s first time to drink beer. After the beer entered his mouth, just like when he drinks red wine, he was stunned for a moment.

Shen Qingqian raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong? Are you not used to it?"

Diwu Xun swallowed the wine, and a rush in his stomach made him stutter.

He looked at the can in his hand, his eyes flickered, and said, "A little bit..."

"?What?"

Shen Qingqian waited for him to continue, and waited for nearly ten seconds before hearing him say, "...I saw a business opportunity."

"what?"

Diwu Xun then smiled and shook his head, "This thing is just as good as the wine we had at noon, but I guess there's no chance of having it anymore."

"..."

Although the light was dim, Shen Qingqian could still see the loneliness that flashed across his eyes.

The wine in her hand touched the wine jar in his long fingers again, and she said, "Do you believe me?"

"Huh?" Diwuxun was a little dazed.

Under the dim light, the lights on the long street flickered in her eyes, like crystal glass lamps, which made him nod involuntarily.

Shen Qingqian said: "That's good, then there will definitely be a chance. Come on, cheers!"

He finally understood, and suddenly frowned, looking extremely serious, and said, "Shen Qingqian, I just want to be with you."

"..."

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't moved. Shen Qingqian's heart was beating wildly. She tried to remain calm and said, "I didn't say I don't want to be with you. When you go back, just call me."

After saying this, he clinked the wine jug in his hand with a "bang", then raised his long white neck and drank it all in one gulp.

"..."

Diwu Xun looked at her for a long time. When she finished drinking and raised her eyebrows and looked at him, he came back to his senses and smiled, "Okay. Cheers."

Then he gulped the wine in his hand down his stomach.

Shen Qingqian looked at his Adam's apple moving up and down, feeling an overwhelming excitement.

She doesn’t know if this is the case for other couples, but there is always something about your partner that makes you obsessed.

As a doctor, she had seen countless young men, but she had never seen a human organ that she would want to touch as soon as she saw it...

Obviously, Diwuxun's Adam's apple, like a patient in the late stage of cancer who needs pethidine to relieve pain, gave her a fatal temptation...

Diwu Xun was drinking when he felt a tingling sensation spreading from his neck...

"Hiss... you..."

He widened his eyes and looked at the owner of the hand.

The woman's face was lightly flushed, and after being startled by his gasp, she quickly pulled her arm back.

But in the blink of an eye, she raised her neck again and said, "There was a mosquito there just now."

Diwu Xun pursed his lips, then nodded, "Oh."

It turned out to be a mosquito, no wonder it itches...

The wontons weren't big, but the wine made me a little bloated. But it was only one can, so it didn't matter much.

If you walk further from the wonton stall, you will find fruit cutting.

Shen Qingqian asked the boss for half a watermelon, took a spoon, and found a bench to sit down.

Then he took a spoon and scooped a large mouthful from the center, handed it to Diwu Xun's mouth, and said, "Try it."

The reason why I say give it a try is because there are no watermelons in Nancy now.

Looking at Chinese history, watermelon was introduced to China's Xinjiang region in the early Tang Dynasty.

It was introduced into the mainland during the Five Dynasties, Song and Liao dynasties.

Although Nancy is not in Chinese history, it may be a parallel universe in ancient times.

She has been writing about Nancy for so long. According to the ranking of watermelon as a summer heat-relief product, if Nancy existed, it should have appeared long ago.

But the summer in Nancy never came.

On the contrary, the appearance of lychees is relatively high, and every year a lot of lychees from Nancy are sold to the other three countries.

The largest producer of lychees in Nancy is Diwu Xun, who goes by the alias Wu Gongzi.

……

Diwu Xun looked at the red fruit core in front of him. As soon as Shen Qingqian brought it to his mouth, he smelled a sweet flavor.

He took a sip suspiciously, but just one sip made his eyes widen.

"How about it?"

"..."

Shen Qingqian deliberately let him taste it because she wanted to tell him that there are many things in this world that Nancy doesn't have.

If he wants to go back, then everything here can become a business opportunity for him.

Diwuxun swallowed the delicious fruit in his mouth.

Shen Qingqian handed him the spoon and said, "The progress of human society is not only reflected in technology, but also in these fruits and foods."

"So, it's called..." Diwu Xun glanced at the words on the fruit stand and said, "Watermelon?"

Shen Qingqian gave him a thumbs up and said, "That's right. The variety you are eating now is the Qilin watermelon. It was cultivated by a grandmother named Wu Mingzhu 40 years ago."

"Forty years ago? In 40?"

"Yes." Shen Qingqian nodded. "She has cultivated many kinds of melons. She is a very good melon breeding expert. You can search for her when you have time. If you go back, pack up these seeds and take them back with you. I guarantee that she will add another brilliant achievement to your Fifth Young Master's career."

"..."

"What? Do you want to regret and don't want to take me back to play with you? Or do you want to fall in love with someone else..."

Before he finished speaking, Diwuxun hugged her in his arms. The half of the Qilin melon, which had only been scooped out, swayed on the bench and almost fell off.

It has been a few days since he came here, feeling puzzled, confused, and uncomfortable.

He absorbed the knowledge of this world crazily, wanting to integrate himself into it, wanting to become like the people around her...

It was not until now, at this moment, that he felt like he was standing on solid ground.

Because today, she brought him so much affirmation.

Either let him meet her mother or be willing to accompany him back to Nancy.

He closed his eyes and spoke to himself and to the woman in his arms.

"Thank you, Shen Qingqian. And..."