How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Xia Chu sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain a little and looked at Cuihua. Fortunately, she didn't catch up.

Zhao Huazhang originally wanted to sit outside, but Xia Chu pulled him in unexpectedly. He took a look through the part she had opened, "Are you worried that the maid will catch up with you?"

"Not really." Xia Chu didn't know how to explain. She couldn't just say it was a bad idea to bring a light bulb. Qingsong was sitting outside the carriage, so there must be one. She changed the subject, "What are we going to eat?"

"Taibai Tower has returned with a shipload of seafood. I heard you like it. Would you like to try some?" Zhao Huazhang knew Xia Chu a little. Xia Chu missed his family and would sometimes chat with him about them. He would talk about interesting family stories, regardless of who was involved, and whatever came to mind. Zhao Huazhang extracted some information about Xia Chu from this information and carefully wrote it down.

For example, Xia Chu is a rabbit. He likes to eat seafood, is good at playing the pipa, and can compose his own music.

Xia Tian's humming wasn't very pleasant, and it wasn't clear if it was because he only remembered fragments or if Xia Chu hadn't written it well. However, Zhao Huazhang felt it was the former.

Taibai Tower is located in Lin'an's most prosperous market town, with the city's river at its back door. As soon as the seafood arrives at the dock, it's brought directly over by small boats, still fresh and alive.

From the window of the private room Zhao Huazhang had booked, he could see the city river, with small boats coming and going. Sellers of flowers, fruits, groceries, needles and thread, would call out to the people along the river, and a boat would stop for them to pick their goods.

Xia Chu held her chin in her hand. She loved seeing these pictures the most. They were full of life and showed that the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Qingsong poured tea and went to wait at the door. His young master finally got what he wanted, and he was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Huazhang followed her gaze and saw nothing special. He didn't know why she was looking so intently, with a happy smile on her face. He couldn't help but wonder, "Did you see anything happy?"

"I saw a peaceful and prosperous era." Xia Chu said with a smile.

Zhao Huazhang was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He was surprised by Xia Chu's unique vision, and also delighted by her uniqueness. He curled his lips, "The current emperor's benevolent and diligent governance is a blessing to the people."

Xia Chu retracted her gaze and looked at him with a smile. She didn't know if it was the filter after confirming their relationship or what, but the more she looked at Zhao Huazhang, the more she liked him. She also noticed that someone's ears were slowly turning red, and his eyes were drifting away.

She chuckled, not expecting someone this old to be shy.

Zhao Huazhang picked up the teacup and took a sip, "The food is so slow."

"Yeah." Xia Chu suppressed his smile, feeling like he was teasing the other person.

"You said today that we wanted to understand each other. What do you want to know?" Zhao Huazhang didn't know what was wrong with him. Every time he faced Xia Chu, he felt something was wrong and he lost his composure at all.

"We need to take our time. Why rush?" It's hard to explain. Just see if our values and personalities are compatible. Whether our lifestyles can be compatible is something you should be cautious about for a lifetime. She was curious. "What do you like about me? My face?"

Zhao Huazhang looked up and said, "Of course not." But when asked to explain, he didn't know where to begin. He thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know either."

Zhao Huazhang once wrote a letter to his brother asking why he was sure it was his eldest sister-in-law and how he could be sure of his feelings.

My brother said little, leaving only a poem: The wind and rain are mournful, the cocks are crowing. Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be happy? The wind and rain are rustling, the cocks are crowing. Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be relieved? The wind and rain are dark, the cocks are crowing. Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be happy?

This is a poem about a woman missing her husband, but after applying it, Zhao Huazhang understood and confirmed it.

"Young Master, the food is served." Qingsong knocked on the door outside and after getting permission, he went in with the waiter who was serving the food.

He lowered his head without looking at it, set the dishes, and walked out.

The best shrimps, mussels and sea fish were served on the table.

Zhao Huazhang washed his hands, recalled the maids' instructions, and clumsily began to peel the shrimp. He was too weak and accidentally crushed the shrimp shells. When he picked out the shrimp meat, it was tattered and unsightly.

Xia Chu tasted two bites of fish. Fresh fish didn't require any complicated cooking; even steamed, it was still sweet and delicious. Seeing that Zhao Huazhang hadn't touched his chopsticks, she realized he was frowning and struggling with the "shrimp shell."

After wasting several shrimps, he finally picked out the most complete one, put it in a small bowl and handed it over.

Lin'an had well-developed waterways and a dock, so seafood wasn't particularly rare. But the Wang family didn't eat much either. Wang Yong found the shelled stuff difficult to eat and unsatisfying. The younger children weren't particularly fond of cooking, preferring to devour meat, so Dong Xiaohuan didn't cook much.

But looking at Zhao Huazhang's pair of slender and beautiful hands, which couldn't even handle a shrimp shell, Xia Chu actually felt that they were a bit silly and cute.

The young master had probably never eaten these before, so naturally someone else had prepared them for him and put them in the bowl. But now, for her sake, his serious expression, as if facing a great enemy, caused a ripple in her heart.

She ate the shrimp and washed her hands with the water from which she had soaked a few chrysanthemum petals. Then she pinched a shrimp and said, "Pinch off the head and peel it open from here. Don't use too much force."

The white and slender fingers flexibly pried open the red shrimp shell, and with a gentle pull, the shrimp tail came out intact.

Zhao Huazhang looked down at the scattered shrimp shells in front of him, his face flushing. He picked up another shrimp, reminiscing about Xia Chu's movements, and indeed, he had peeled it completely. His eyes lit up, and just as he was about to hand it over, a hand appeared in front of him, holding the shrimp tail.

The shrimp tail was white, but not as white as the hand. He slowly raised his eyes, met the girl's smiling gaze, and as if possessed, he stretched his head and opened his mouth, accidentally touching her warm fingers.

They were both stunned and turned their heads away.

There seemed to be something unknown in the air, baking their cheeks, with a sweet smell that made people addicted.

Xia Chu peeled the shrimp because she saw how hard Zhao Huazhang was struggling, and she also thought that the two of them had made their relationship clear. But she didn't expect... She rubbed her fingers together, and felt the place where she touched seemed to be getting hot. She was a little overwhelmed and even wanted to run away.

"I, I didn't mean it." Zhao Huazhang was even more at a loss than her. He felt that he had offended his sweetheart and couldn't even taste the shrimp in his mouth.

"No, nothing." Xia Chu lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks and casually picked up a piece of shellfish and put it into his mouth. "I'm so hungry, let's eat."

They both lost their appetite and buried their heads in the food afterwards. Zhao Huazhang peeled a plate of shrimp and really practiced it for him, leaving the shrimp tails beautiful and complete.

There was nothing else to do after dinner. Zhao Huazhang didn't know what to do with the woman, so he just sent her back.