I pouted. We walked slowly, and I gently kissed Xie Yuancheng on the cheek. He warmly put his arm around my waist. Those people taking pictures with their phones didn't dare approach. I felt a little proud; this man was mine!
Just as the shopkeeper was about to take us to a bustling shopping mall for a meal, a person carrying a camera suddenly ran up to us.
"Hello."
He stared directly at Xie Yuancheng and said, "I'm an actor manager, and I'd like to invite you to audition for a role in the film. Is that alright?"
I facepalmed. He'd barely arrived and people were already trying to recruit him to be a star.
"Ben." Seeing that he was about to speak to outsiders, I quickly pinched him.
"We have something to do and can't go to the audition."
"Yes, we have things to take care of." Luckily, the manager came over to help us out, and the actors' manager left, but he still stubbornly handed over a business card. He originally wanted to add us on WeChat, but we didn't have phones, so he just added us to thin air.
"You two are too conspicuous. Let's go to the private room and meet them first. Listen to me later, and I'll explain when we get back."
The shopkeeper sighed, "This was given to us by our parents. People nowadays make a fuss about it. How can you blame us?"
"Ying'er, what is WeChat?"
He's become such a curious child. I spent ages explaining it to him, and he still thought it was about drawing a picture of a carrier pigeon.
They entered a mysteriously decorated shop with an antique-style building. Xie Yuancheng felt that they had cut corners, and the tableware was also of inferior quality.
Luckily, he was so handsome that the waiters weren't angry. If a loser had come instead, they would have kicked him out.
We went into a private room with the innkeeper. The room was decorated with all sorts of esoteric arts and techniques. Xie Yuancheng frowned. I knew it wasn't very well done.
However, he remained calm this time and didn't say anything. On the contrary, the two girls who had been following him in wanted to take pictures with him.
"My husband doesn't photograph well, so let's forget about it."
He's mine, so I have to be a little domineering sometimes, just in case he gets taken away.
Xie Yuancheng nodded repeatedly from the side: "I am Ying'er's."
The two girls exclaimed in surprise how sweet it was and ran out. The shopkeeper, flipping through his book, pretended not to hear their infatuated comments.
"My superior is coming later. She has some tasks to give you. Your job is simple: just help me monitor things from the back end. Of course, you'll still need to go out with me occasionally, but not often."
With Xie Yuancheng there to keep track, I don't have to worry. But he doesn't know what surveillance is. The shopkeeper thought for a moment and then slapped his head, saying that he had taught him all the systems and tools over the past two days.
We waited a while. The dishes at this restaurant were exquisitely prepared, but not very palatable. Xie Yuancheng only took one bite and then stopped eating. He's so thin, yet he's still a picky eater.
"Ying'er, these don't taste good, so don't eat them."
He was very attentive to food; he wrote all my postpartum diet plans. Although the food was bland, it helped me recover completely.
"My lord's apprentice, these are all made from the finest and most precious ingredients." The shopkeeper's disapproval was clearly a sign that he had somehow managed to take on such a picky eater as an apprentice.
“Master, the ingredients in these things are not fresh. I don’t know how many spices were added to make them like this. Eating too much of them is bad for your health.”
Xie Yuancheng is trying to become a modern nutritionist and chef; one bite and you'll know.
"Modern technology is very advanced. Although we add a lot of seasonings and ingredients, if you don't eat, you'll starve and become sickly when you get back."
Seeing that Xie Yuancheng was struggling with his decision, I put some light dishes on his plate, and he only managed to eat a few bites.
I didn't find the food very appetizing either. After a long wait, the restaurant owner brewed a pot of tea and we sat down by the window.
Xie Yuancheng looked at the glass and the people walking around below, and suddenly became interested. He began to study how the glass was made.
The shopkeeper took out two smartphones from a box; they were about six inches in size and had full screens.
"You two are my juniors. This is an essential cell phone for 2020. Get familiar with it first, and it will help you pass the time when you have nothing to do."
Xie Yuancheng fiddled with it for a long time. I explained some basic usage to him, and the shopkeeper also told him how to use it. In just over ten minutes, he was using it more smoothly than I was.
"Master, can I take this back to Dazhao?"
The shopkeeper was a little troubled: "If you take it back, the power will be gone in a few days. Da Zhao is not 2020. There is neither electricity nor communication network. If you take it back, it will be worth less than a brick."
"Electricity? Communication networks?"
The shopkeeper gave him a general explanation of the invention of electricity and the role of communication networks. Xie Yuancheng sighed after listening. Da Zhao couldn't make a tool for generating electricity. If he could bring it back, it would be so convenient for him to contact people in the future.
"Don't be discouraged. Da Zhao has its good points too. Although it's not as convenient as 2020, every space has its own advantages. You're curious about everything now that you're here. Once you get used to it, you'll find Da Zhao even better. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to stay with you for so many years without getting tired of it."
Xie Yuancheng nodded, and I comforted him from the side. I casually mentioned Ju Jishuang, and he grabbed me and told me everything clearly. After I finished, he looked like he suddenly understood.
"No wonder Ying'er didn't understand anything back then, but became so close to me after giving birth to Yu'er."
"I'm not that bad."
"Yes, Ying'er is the best."
The shopkeeper and I sighed together; his tricks were no less sophisticated than they had been back in Dazhao.
Soon, a woman wearing a white cheongsam walked in. She was very dignified and had the kind of temperament that everyone would like.
"Thank you both for your help this time."
She speaks so beautifully; I think she has a similar air of authority to Li Ruowei.
It turns out that the shopkeeper damaged the portal to 2020, allowing many extraterrestrial beings to enter. While 2020's technology is advanced, it still has considerable room for development compared to other outer space systems.
So those invasive species started using the resources here, while their neighbors had exhausted their resources due to long-term competition. Although resources were also scarce in 2020, they were truly abundant compared to theirs.
If the resources of 2020 are transferred away, then all the people, land, and ocean here will disappear. At that time, some depraved people will use the portal to travel to many other dimensions, and perhaps the Great Zhao will also be affected.
It would be easy for a group of people with advanced technology to hide the kingdoms of Daisho-era Japan.
Xie Yuancheng was a little stunned, as he had never heard of many of the words. Fortunately, the innkeeper had arranged accommodations for us, and the city's largest library was right outside. He said that we could go and visit it when we had time.
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