The cell door was unlocked, and a broken oil lamp was placed on the gray wooden table. The flame swayed from side to side, as if it had just been lit.
Yu Tiance opened the cell door and walked out of the cell.
With the help of the windows of the cells on both sides, the faint light came in and peeked inside little by little.
Gradually, he came to the end of the dungeon.
Along the way, we passed about thirty or forty cells, without any guards or prisoners.
At the end, there is a large wooden door.
Yu Tiance raised his hand and pushed the wooden door.
The door was locked from the outside.
"Is there anyone? Where is this?"
The echo echoed over and over again in the dungeon.
After waiting for a long time, no one answered.
This is a fantasy!
Yu Tiance's parents are experts at well-known hospitals. Although they are not psychiatrists, they have seen several patients who have hallucinations due to head injuries.
If we say, it is not another time travel.
That should be the early stage of paranoia.
Science has a very general explanation for this disease, and there is no good treatment.
If you suffer from paranoia, a clear scene will first split into a closed space in the patient's mind.
It is also possible to produce different plots.
There are also very few patients who will learn some knowledge in hallucinations.
The most common thing is that people who have never heard of Feng Shui will use the identity of a weasel to talk about how difficult it was to become an immortal from cultivation, and how the owner of the body messed with him.
I hope it's not that weird disease...
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?"
Yu Tiance shouted again and looked around, trying to figure out how to return to the real world.
Yu Tiance walked to the other end of the corridor.
There, there was a wooden table.
There was also an oil lamp on the table, the flame flickering.
Next to the oil lamp were a bunch of keys, a teapot, and two cups of hot tea.
Four or five kinds of torture instruments for interrogating prisoners were placed in a mess.
This should be where the jailer rests.
Yu Tiance picked up the tea and took a sip.
This taste can be said to be very unpleasant.
Unexpectedly, he just picked up the key and took a look.
Suddenly, a mysterious force pulled him out of the illusion, as if tearing his soul apart.
…
Shen Jing put her little hand on Yu Tiance's forehead and asked worriedly: "Lang Jun, why are you still in a daze? These two pieces of silk cloth are not easy to buy, but I have to bring them to my father tomorrow. I can't let him scold me again for giving gifts. is you!"
Yu Tiance looked at Shen Jing, his mind in a mess.
Could it be that your brain was really injured?
Grass!
This matter must be kept confidential.
You must not let Shen Kang know about it and use this reason to sue the government to force him to divorce his wife.
…
Yu Tiance simply stopped thinking and rubbed Shen Jing's head: "Silly girl, there's no need to give dad silk, I have something better, I'll give you a long face!"
"Madam, go and cook."
Um!
Shen Jing nodded and walked into the kitchen.
Yu Tiance sat on the steps at the door, holding his chin with his hands, thinking silently.
In the hallucination, the pot of tea on the jailer's table tastes terrible.
This actually inspired him.
Combining the memories of ancient and modern times, he also knew that tea in ancient times and later generations were different.
The tea in this time and space is mostly sun-dried tea.
After tea workers pick the tea leaves, they are dried and preserved.
When drinking, some are similar to the Mongolian kumiss, which is boiled in a pot. Some also add some salt. What's more, they like to put pepper in it. It doesn't have the fragrance of later tea, and it doesn't taste good.
The tea of later generations was all fried tea.
Put the tea leaves in a pot and fry them to dry. Accelerating the air drying will keep the aroma in the leaves. Moreover, heating the water can brew them and remove the odor of the dead leaves.
Although he has never seen how to make it, he can experiment!
Thinking of this, Yu Tiance found the tea at home and brewed it with water.
After a while, the dry tea leaves softened.
After Yu Tiance poured out the water, he collected the tea leaves and entered the kitchen.
Shen Jing was still chopping vegetables, but the fire was lit and the pot was still idle.
Taking the opportunity, Yu Tiance poured the tea leaves into the pot and stir-fried them.
"Lang Jun, what are you doing?"
"I'm making a gift for dad!"
oh?
Shen Jing frowned slightly, not knowing why.
About a quarter of an hour later, when the sun was setting, Yu Tiance fried three taels of tea leaves.
"Mr. Lang, can I still drink this tea?"
Yu Tiance smiled and said, "Madam, you don't understand this. This way, the tea will taste better!"
I brewed a cup and it tasted really good.
But compared with the tea leaves of later generations, there are still some gaps.
It's probably not because of the fresh tea leaves.
However, it was enough to fool Shen Kang.
Yu Tiance took a piece of paper and wrapped the remaining tea leaves.
Just talking about sending tea is still a bit monotonous.
Then draw another picture!
In the blink of an eye, it was dusk the next day.
Yu Tiance and Shen Jing arrived at Shen Mansion.
Walking through the cloister, passing the fish pond, and arriving at the back garden.
In the pavilion, the big round table was filled with big fish and meat.
Shen Kang sat in the middle, his wife and concubines sat on both sides, and his eight daughters and son-in-law were already seated and waiting.
Seeing Yu Tiance, Shen Kang just wanted to scold him.
Seeing that Yu Tiance had taken a scroll, not empty-handed, he forced a smile: "Biaozi is here, what do you have in your hand?"
Yu Tiance placed the scroll on the table, untied the red thread, and slowly unfolded the scroll.
"Father-in-law, this is a landscape painting painted by my son-in-law. It is roughly estimated that it can be sold for at least one hundred taels. I was reluctant to take it, but Xiaojiu is filial and insists on getting it for you."
go!
Shen Kang rolled his eyes.
This son-in-law is so cool, how can you say that!
Doesn't this mean that he doesn't take his father-in-law seriously, but only considers his wife's mood?
"Can you sell it for a hundred taels? Let me..."
Shen Kang was about to curse, but when he saw the quality of the painting, he suddenly stopped talking.
Just because the landscape in the painting is so lifelike!
At this time, the eight brothers-in-law all rolled their eyes.
"Biaozi, if you bring this, wouldn't it be too perfunctory for your father-in-law?"
"You said a hundred taels, just a hundred taels? Do you think others are fools? How much is a broken painting worth?"
"That's right! You want to take a broken painting as a gift?"
"Biaozi, look at my third brother-in-law, I don't have much money, but I lived frugally and bought a jade silkworm coat for my father-in-law."
"Biaozi, this is entirely a matter of attitude."
"From the painting you took, it can be seen that there is no father-in-law in your heart at all!"
…
Eight brothers-in-law, you are teasing me with every word, just for fear that the world will not be in chaos.
However, Yu Tiance did not blush and remain silent as usual. Instead, he raised the scroll, grabbed the paper with his hand, and tore it off.
Well……
This move shocked everyone present!
Yu Tiance rolled up the scroll and threw it aside: "Father-in-law, I am too sentimental! A daughter will not marry a second husband, and similarly, a painting will not be given to two masters. Since you don't like it, then destroy it! "
