In the novel "Joy of Life," the protagonist wakes up at Li Chengze's residence.

That same night, Fan Xian also didn't sleep well.

No, he didn't sleep at all.

Throughout the entire night, as Tao Jingyang and Li Chengze expressed their feelings for each other and climbed the tower to gaze into the distance,

Fan Xian is currently a thief in the palace.

What they stole was the love letters from under the Empress Dowager's bed... oops, wrong, they stole the key.

Incidentally, Yan Xiaoyi chased after him and "beat" him up.

[Fan Xian]: Yan Xiaoyi was unharmed by the arrow, his record is verifiable, if you disagree, come and fight.

After a busy night, Fan Xian finally returned to the Fan residence and used the key to open the box his mother had left him.

The moment the box was opened, Fan Xian's expression was as if it had been splashed with a riot of colors.

It was both delightful and shocking; it was truly spectacular.

His entire worldview had been turned upside down, and he was now holding the envelope, muttering, "So... I wasn't transmigrated..."

"Then Tao Jingyang...where did she come from?"

early morning.

Tao Jingyang woke up, opened the window, looked at the angle of the rising sun, and calculated the time in his mind.

Li Chengze should still be attending the morning court session.

My poor Chengze...

Oh, right, Fan Xian... he should be reading the letter his mother left him right now.

They probably already know the truth about this world.

Knowing that she didn't "time travel" here, and also knowing that there's no such thing as "time travel" in this world...

Then my lie will soon be exposed.

Tao Jingyang entered the dining hall and pondered as he ate his breakfast:

Should I tell Fan Xian that I really did "time travel"?

After thinking about it for a long time, she decisively gave up the idea.

Fan Xian's will is not strong now. If we were to tell him so blatantly, "Hey, Fan Xian, your world is just a story," it would be too much to ask.

You are the male protagonist of this world, and we know everything you have done.

Your past life, your present life, it's all just a dream, all an illusion!

These words would likely have caused even Einstein, let alone Fan Xian, to collapse upon hearing them.

Then I won't say anything. / (Tao Jingyang shrugs and spreads his hands)

Tao Jingyang calculated the time and found that there was about an hour left before Li Chengze returned to the mansion.

I remembered that I wanted to give him a wind chime, which is now called a "wind chime", but I haven't had time to find the materials to make it recently.

He put down his chopsticks and left the mansion, intending to visit "Gyokuro," the largest jewelry store in Kyoto.

As soon as Tao Jingyang entered the door, her demeanor and extraordinary attire immediately told the shrewd boss, a seasoned veteran of the business world, that she was a wealthy woman.

The shopkeeper hurriedly served them and inquired:

"Miss, what style would you like?"

We recently received some new "ruri" (glass) pieces that are currently popular in Kyoto. Would you like to take a look, young lady?

"Glass?" Tao Jingyang followed the proprietress to the place where glass items were displayed, picked one up and examined it carefully.

But after looking at it, she shook her head; the style she wanted wasn't there.

There weren't even any suitable colors available.

The proprietress noticed Tao Jingyang's lack of interest and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, but she still asked gently:

“Miss, it’s not that I, Yu San Niang, am boasting, but right now, only my family’s kiln in the capital produces the best products.”

Naturally, the finest glass pieces are now all here with us.

Tao Jingyang pondered for a moment before carefully speaking:

"Boss, do you take custom orders?"

Yu San Niang paused in arranging the ornaments, finding these words quite novel:

"Miss, why don't you tell me how you intend to determine this?"

Do you have paper and pen here? I'll write it down for you now.

Seeing Tao Jingyang's unwavering conviction, Yu Sanniang became interested as well.

After instructing the waiter to attend to the front hall, he led Tao Jingyang to the back hall.

Tao Jingyang picked up a pen and paper and began designing the style she wanted to make.

Yu San Niang looked left and right, and said, "Is the 'Wind-Gazing Bell' that you designed, young lady?"

"The shopkeeper has a good eye, indeed."

"The design looks novel and exquisite, unlike anything I've ever seen before, but it should be possible to fire it."

The proprietress stared at the design on the paper, marveling at it.

That wasn't all. Tao Jingyang took another piece of paper and wrote down the recipe for firing special colored glazes.

"Based on the firing of glass, the blue color is achieved by using copper as a coloring agent, requiring five catties of copper oxide, five catties of horse tooth stone, five catties of lead powder, four ounces of Sumani blue, and three ounces of purple stone."

For a golden-red color, gold must be added as a coloring agent during the glassmaking process...

A long list of steps covering all the steps involved in firing glass.

Laymen might not be able to see the difference, but Yu San Niang is definitely an expert.

She could tell at a glance that anything fired according to this procedure would be of exceptional quality, if not absolutely stunning.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he wrote enough to open another glassmaking shop.

Logically, something like this should be a top-secret family heirloom, so why is it written down so simply...?

Seeing that Tao Jingyang wasn't very old, Yu Sanniang kindly reminded her:

“Girl, you have such a good recipe, you should keep it safe and not write it down so that others can see it.”

Tao Jingyang had just finished writing when he took a round fan to fan the still-wet paper, staring intently at it, and said:

"It's alright, I don't make money from this."

Seeing that the paper was dry, she stopped fanning it.

Turning his head, he met Shangyu Sanniang's gaze and said with a smile:

"I don't know why, but I feel like I have a connection with you. If you can burn it, I'll give you this method."

Yu San Niang was taken aback. "No, you're giving it to me like this?"

In fact, Tao Jingyang also felt a little strange today. When he walked into the shop, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Perhaps it really is fate. It's just a kiln firing recipe anyway, so giving it to her can be considered as forming a good connection.

This was like a windfall, something Yu San Niang had never encountered before in her more than twenty years of life.

Overjoyed, he became somewhat dizzy and, without Tao Jingyang noticing, wanted to go to the money shop to get silver for Tao Jingyang.

At the same time, he also greeted the waiter in the shop:

"Go to the best restaurant and make a reservation. Tell them that I, Yu San Niang, am hosting a banquet for distinguished guests today!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tao Jingyang quickly interrupted him:

"Boss, no need, no need, really no need."

I have some things to do here later, and I'm in a bit of a hurry to leave, so I won't bother with any of that trouble.

Li Chengze is about to leave court and return home. He will be heartbroken if he doesn't see me.

Seeing that her anxious expression seemed genuine, Yu San Niang couldn't force her to stay any longer and had no choice but to give up.

"Look how busy I am, I haven't even asked the young lady her name yet! Also, where should we take the food after it's cooked?"

"My surname is Tao. After you finish burning it, just send it to the Second Prince's residence."

[Yu San Niang]: The Second...Second Prince? And this girl's surname is Tao?

She stood there frozen for a moment, and Tao Jingyang took the opportunity to slip away.

Yu San Niang chased after Tao Jingyang and called out, "Miss, the firing process may take some time, don't worry!"

Tao Jingyang didn't turn around. He stretched out his hand, raised it to the sky, and waved it.