Chapter 5, Return Home

Thinking of this made my fingers itch, yet one thing troubled me. What should I use as money to make the payment

Gradually, the feeling of shock faded, and Wen Fei's mind began to become lively again. What would happen if I were to return to ancient times once more? ... He harbored not a trace of ambition, such as becoming an emperor, a wealthy man, or a literary giant in ancient times ... Instead, he was only thinking about the delicious chickens and ducks in the market, the lamb, and salivating over them! Even those vegetables seemed incredibly endearing!

Wen Fei realized he had encountered an official of this era, and he became even more obsequious. He felt puzzled, thinking that Zhang Canjun seemed to imply that it was related to the military. Why meddle in such trivial matters? However, he did not dare to voice this thought.

Although these machines are impressive, the food we eat is subpar. The meat doesn't even taste like meat; it is almost indistinguishable from wood. Even more outrageous is the fact that this poor-quality meat is often associated with mad cow disease, avian influenza, and similar issues... there is hardly anything worth eating

Little did he know that the man named Zhang, who was observing Wen Fei from head to toe, was secretly astonished. He had seen many people in his time, yet he had never encountered someone like Wen Fei, who was impeccably clean and somewhat plump. If he had seen such a wealthy young master in the city of Bianjing, it would have been understandable. However, encountering such a peculiar figure in this remote countryside, coupled with his odd attire, led him to believe about eighty to ninety percent of what Wen Fei had said.

Wen Fei spoke incessantly, while Zhang Canjun listened as if he were looking at a fool. Even the yamen runners were left dumbfounded, with some unable to resist interjecting: "What you describe is not a barbaric small nation; it is clearly a celestial realm inhabited by immortals..."

In the town, I encountered a peculiar individual, with short hair and bare skin, dressed in a rather indecent manner, which was quite unseemly. I ordered the attendants to seize him and inquire further. He merely stated: "I am from a distant land known for its madness, where there are iron vehicles that do not require oxen or horses, but run solely on oil, speeding like lightning. There are also flying machines, made of iron, capable of carrying hundreds of people into the vast sky." I initially thought him to be a madman and dismissed him, but he threw back a jade pendant he had previously dropped. When I saw him again, he had already soared into the obscurity of the sky, leaving no trace behind. At that time, the officers Ding and Yu also witnessed this. I initially thought him to be a madman and dismissed him, but he threw back a jade pendant he had previously dropped. When I saw him again, he had already soared into the obscurity of the sky, leaving no trace behind. At that time, the officers Ding and Yu also witnessed this. Was it a special encounter with a celestial being descending to play among mortals? Otherwise, what could be the meaning of such madness? Surely, it must be the work of Lü Zu.

Upon returning home, he remained calm for quite some time. The jade pendant was placed on the table, no longer daring to be held in his hand, fearing it might trigger another uncontrollable time travel.

Oh, so he is a barbarian, no wonder he is so uncultured, dressed in such an indecent manner! The tone of that Zhang Army Officer softened a bit; if the people under his rule dared to dress like this, they would have been beaten half to death and paraded through the streets long ago. But a barbarian? Just think of those Khitan people who do not bathe all year round, and one would understand. It is not worth taking it too seriously. Just think of those Khitan people who do not bathe all year round, and one would understand. It is not worth taking it too seriously.

Where is your great mad country located overseas? Is it closer to India or to the Arabian Peninsula? What are the customs and traditions there? At this time, the scholars and officials, based on their civilizational advantages, held an open and curious attitude towards the outside world, which is in stark contrast to later generations who were initially rigid and inflexible, and later regarded it with fear as if it were a tiger

Surfing the internet, Wen Fei unconsciously typed in "time travel" on Baidu, resulting in a flood of web articles and television dramas popping up. Wen Fei couldn't help but smile wryly and said, "Alright, it seems that time travel has become a trend among the masses, and here I am, experiencing it for the first time, feeling completely out of touch!"

Wen Fei was instantly left speechless, thinking to himself, "Indeed, the world is such; one can traverse the heavens and the earth. People have even been to the moon, yet I can't even get a bite of clean meat. It truly leaves one feeling resentful"

"Adult... This title is indeed interesting. However, I am not your elder or relative, so there is no need for such formality." As Zhang, the military officer, spoke, he shook his head and sighed, seemingly genuinely lamenting the lack of etiquette displayed by these uncivilized outsiders. An air of superiority, emanating from deep within, inadvertently spread, much like the reaction many foreigners have when encountering people from the later generations of this nation

Should I go back to ancient times once more to buy some good ingredients?

That... Wen Fei had already cursed this person's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. The smile he wore was frozen on his face, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

However, the jade pendant is still in someone's possession, and Wen Fei can only brace himself and say: "That esteemed person..."

As he spoke, he threw the jade pendant over. Wen Fei hurriedly caught it, his heart racing wildly, and finally managed to retrieve the jade pendant. The moment the pendant was in his hand, an unexpected change occurred; a ripple appeared in the air, and Wen Fei vanished from the spot!

Wen Fei returned to his home, still feeling somewhat dazed, as if the bizarre experience he had just undergone was merely a dream. Although he was an ardent practitioner of Taoist arts, or more accurately, a fervent enthusiast of magical practices, and even capable of manifesting a spirit, it did not mean that he could easily accept the concept of time travel.

Renminbi? Don't be foolish, taking out such things, who would recognize them? If someone does recognize it, that would be even worse. In a certain Chinese nation, if you were to travel back to a real historical dynasty, wouldn't they consider you a rebel?

Silver? ... Wen Fei checked online, it is over 5 yuan ... . ... per gram? This outrageous price, one pound of silver is 500 grams, one tael is 50 grams, which means 250 yuan

The soldier and several constables exchanged glances, their faces filled with astonishment, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. One constable even stammered, "So, so this person is truly a celestial being descended from the heavens..."

It turns out to be a delusional person! This Zhang, the military officer, was originally quite interested in listening to Wen Fei from hetushu.com talk about the customs and traditions of the Great Madness Kingdom, but unexpectedly heard this. He immediately stood up, brushed his sleeves, and said: "Nonsense and boasting, I will return your jade pendant. This is the land of the Central Plains, where etiquette and education are of utmost importance. It would be best for you to change out of that outfit as soon as possible!"

This is a passage from a private notebook that has been recorded for future generations, and it has been studied countless times by later scholars. This is an epilogue and is unrelated to the main text, so let us set it aside for now

Let it go! At that moment, Wen Fei was finally able to stand up at the command of the so-called Zhang, who appeared to be in his twenties or thirties. Dressed in a green official robe, he exuded a familiar air of authority. His face was thin and gaunt, bearing the marks of wind and rain, yet his eyes shone brightly, like cold lightning.

The constable said: "You are talking nonsense. Those in the heavens can fly, so why would they fear not having meat to eat? Perhaps they are already tired of meat and wish to eat something like dragon's liver or phoenix's marrow..."

That... my country is much better than this broken place of yours. There are cars everywhere, cars you know... they are made of metal, four-wheeled vehicles that don't need to be pulled by horses, they can run by themselves. And then there are airplanes, which are also made of metal and can fly in the sky, large enough to carry hundreds of people