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

Zhang Zhou copied a copy of the music score and left. Xia Chu remembered the woman who had given her a discount on the piano. She copied a copy for herself and took it to Tianshengzhai. Shopkeeper Liu came out with a smile, "How is the piano?"

Xia Chu bowed and said with a smile, "Qin is very good. I'm here to look for someone today. I wonder if the lady I met last time is here today?"

"Huh? Looking for our boss?" Shopkeeper Liu looked at her in surprise. "What's the matter?"

"Well, I modified two songs myself and sent them to you to thank her for the discount she gave me last time." Xia Chu took out the music score and handed it over.

Shopkeeper Liu was in the musical instrument business and had a certain appreciation for music, so he could naturally understand the sheet music. He hummed softly and said with surprise, "The boss didn't come today, she should like it. The girl is thoughtful."

"I'm glad you like it. I'll have to trouble Shopkeeper Liu to pass it on."

"Okay, I will definitely hand it over to the boss personally."

After delivering the music sheet, Xia Chu left Tianshengzhai, preparing to take a stroll before returning home. Halfway down the street, she felt something was amiss, as if someone was following her, a sense of being watched, like a shadow following her everywhere. But when she turned around, she saw no one.

Who is following me?

Xia Chu looked at the shop on the street, which was a rouge shop. The owner was a middle-aged woman with a charming appearance, and she looked very kind when she smiled.

He Guang watched the young lady walk into the rouge shop. It usually took a woman half an hour to come out after entering. He looked around and saw the cloth shop in the mansion. He hurried in and asked the clerk to invite the fifth young master.

Unexpectedly, while he was talking, he looked back and the young lady had disappeared. The rouge shop was empty, and the figure was nowhere to be found on the street. He rushed in and asked, "Madam, where is the young lady in pink who just came in?"

"You came in, took a look around and left." The proprietress raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

He Guang was panicking and anxious. There were no alleys on this street, so he ran from shop to shop looking for the girl, but he couldn't find her. Finally, he remembered the clerk who had gone to ask the young master for help, but it was too late to call him back.

Yanzhi leaned against the door frame, fanning herself with a round fan, watching He Guang frantically wander the street until he finally disappeared at the end. Then she turned back and went into the backyard of the shop, where Xia Chu was sitting, admiring the flowers. "Little girl, that man is gone."

"Gone? Thank you, sister." Xia Chu bowed and thanked.

"I'm old enough to be your mother, yet you still call me sister." Yanzhi smiled, shielding her face with her fan. "Go home quickly. This guy probably has bad intentions towards you because of your appearance. Bring a face covering next time you go out."

"Okay." Xia Chu picked out a box of rouge, bought it, and went home. When the man came to ask about it, she took a quick look from behind the curtain, but didn't recognize him. Maybe it was really like what the rouge shop owner said, that he was attracted by his beauty?

"Lost her?" He Suowei looked at He Guang coldly, then smiled. "How could you have lost such a grown-up person, a woman at that?"

He Suowei had good facial features, and with that smile, he might even charm a few girls. But those who had been with him for a long time would shudder at the sight of that smile. He Guangwei trembled on the ground, "Master, I was wrong. I---I just said a word, and I didn't expect the person to disappear. Please forgive me, Master..."

"If you can't even do such a small thing, what use are you?" He Suowei's smile faded, and he said lightly: "Twenty lashes, and if you don't do it well next time, I'll dig out your tongue and sell it."

He Guang broke out in a sweat, his back icy. Twenty lashes would have nearly killed him, but that wasn't the scariest thing. If his tongue had been dug out and he had become a mute slave, it would have been even worse. But he still couldn't figure out where the girl had gone. How could she have suddenly vanished in such a short time?

Unless the owner of the rouge shop lied! She didn't leave at all!

But it’s no use saying these things now, I can’t escape this punishment.

Xia Chu went to pick out a veil. A veil is a type of veil that conceals one's features. Many women on the street wear one, some thicker, some thinner. But she had always felt it unnecessary. While she was beautiful, she wasn't that beautiful. But since she was being followed today, she felt it was a good idea to wear one.

These garments are generally similar in style, but the fabrics and patterns vary. There are embroidered ones with flowers and birds, solid colors, and printed and dyed ones, each one is very beautiful.

When I was born in modern times, I always thought that ancient times were conservative. After living here for so many years, I realized that modern people’s imagination of ancient people is too conservative. When it is hot in summer, many people think that ancient costumes are hot.

It's not that hot, actually. Most people wear gauze, summer cloth, ramie, or banana cloth in the summer, all of which are breathable and cool. Wearing a bra or camisole underneath, and a light gauze top, half-sleeves, jackets, or vests are also common. Various sandals are also available. Except for very formal occasions, everyone wears cool clothes.

For example, in early summer, I wore a tube top, a cross-collar chiffon top, and a short boa over it. My arms didn't feel hot at all and it also protected me from the sun.

She chose a pink top embroidered with a peach blossom and put it on as she headed home. Da'an and Xiao'an greeted her warmly, Xiao'an whimpering non-stop. Xia Chu knew she was hungry when she heard the noise. "Didn't I just give you two steamed buns before I left? All you do is eat, eat, eat, eat. Can you learn from your sister..."

Before going out, Xiachu made a pot of bone soup. She picked up all the bones and threw them into the dog's bowl. She loved making soup this way. She gave the bones to the dog and used the bone soup to cook noodles, wontons, dumplings, etc. It was a perfect meal.

After dinner, Zhang Zhou and Xia Chu washed the dishes together. By the way, he mentioned the music score, "I've already given it to Master Le, and he praised it highly after playing it."

"Then?" Xia Chu looked over expectantly.

Zhang Zhou looked at her like this and said with a smile, "I don't have any money."

"Ah? Oh." Xia Chu pouted. If there is no such thing, then there is no such thing.

"Master Le is often invited to various poetry and literary gatherings." Zhang Zhou teased her and began to explain his intentions. "During the banquet, he will play some music. If you want to make your two pieces famous, you can't play them on your own. You don't have connections, and there won't be many listeners. So I gave them to Master Le. If you meet someone who appreciates these two new pieces, they will ask about them. Then I will spread your fame first. When the music scores are published, they can be printed and sold in bookstores. Only then will people buy them."

"Second brother is so thoughtful!" Xia Chu admired him very much. This is what connections mean.

"You can think of a name first so that you can introduce yourself to others in the future," Zhang Zhou suggested.

"A name? Have you started thinking of one so early?" But after thinking about it carefully, it was probably just like an online nickname. "Then I'll have to think about it carefully and tell you when I'm done."

"No rush. I'll write your name on the next score I get." Zhang Zhou said with a smile, "I look forward to the day when my sister becomes famous."

Xia Chu raised her chin and said confidently, "Just wait!"