Liu Chuyu thought about it, but couldn't come up with an answer.
"Right! So you need to find a professional master to learn from. Xiaolan wanted to be a doctor, so her aunt sent her to the most famous medical clinic to learn medicine. If you want to be a great general, you also need to learn from the best martial arts master."
After He Tiantian said that, Liu Chuyu felt that it made a lot of sense.
"Auntie, which martial arts master in our area is skilled?"
This question touched on a blind spot in He Tiantian's knowledge.
She seemed thoughtful. "Hmm...this is a question worth considering and exploring. Why don't you go home and ask Magistrate Liu? He's seen a lot of people, so maybe he knows the answer."
Liu Chuyu was about to say that his father might refuse him, but then he remembered that his father had promised in front of Aunt He that he would support his dream.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my dad after I finish eating."
A bowl of wontons was nothing to Liu Chuyu, a young man in his late teens, who finished it in less than a minute.
After finishing her meal, Liu Chuyu put down her bowl, wiped her mouth, and stood up, saying, "Auntie, I'll go home now."
He Tiantian nodded. "You can use the carriage. Tell your aunt if anything happens tomorrow."
Liu Chuyu ran off happily.
He Tiantian sat at a roadside stall, leisurely eating wontons.
A wonderful life was unfolding as she had envisioned.
Actually, there's nothing wrong with living in this era; the pressure is much less than in modern life.
As evening falls, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets.
Because it gets colder and colder outside when it's completely dark. You'll need a thick coat to keep out the wind.
The weather in early winter is still very cold, and the wind makes your skin look wrinkled.
He Tiantian took out the children's face cream she had bought at the mall from her bosom. She bought it for Xiaomingzhu, and Xiaomingzhu would use some too.
Unfortunately, in this era, only the wealthy can afford skincare products.
If she ever becomes rich, she'll definitely drive down the prices of all those cosmetics and skincare products.
After finishing her meal, He Tiantian felt warm and slightly sweaty.
She decided to go back to the shop first and not look for Lantern and the others.
There were hardly any people in this alley. It wasn't until we walked to the busiest and most lively street, Wanchunlou, that we saw many people.
Moreover, the street was lined with bright red lanterns, just like the candied hawthorns you buy during the day.
He Tiantian had never seen what Wanchunlou's business was like at night. Today, she deliberately took a detour and happened to pass by Wanchunlou's entrance.
Just like Liu Chuyu said before, the people who come here to eat are all rich.
Dressed in fine clothes and adorned with white jade belts, they included both seemingly carefree spoiled rich kids and pot-bellied, powerful gentlemen.
They entered Wanchun Tower in groups of three or five, wave after wave.
There are probably about ten waiters in the building, and each time they come out to attract customers, their faces are different.
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