Chapter One: Entering the Tang Dynasty

A scholar with a face like jade and a handsome demeanor frowned and said to Cheng Shusheng: "First, help him up"

Zhang Mingxuan looked at them, each with wide eyes and rolled-up sleeves, clenching their fists, and he was so frightened that he took two steps back, saying in a fierce yet timid manner: "You... you all should not act impulsively! I am Qingya's person!"

After half a day, Zhang Mingxuan had to admit a cruel fact: he did not possess any special abilities, which meant he was not the protagonist. This was a serious issue; without being the protagonist, there was no guarantee of survival! Zhang Mingxuan touched his rumbling stomach and sighed sadly, realizing that even satisfying his hunger had become a problem.

The scholar with the surname Cheng exclaimed anxiously, "Oh dear! How can you not believe me!"

Zhang Mingxuan repeatedly nodded and said: "Not at all, not at all!"

Zhang Mingxuan glanced around and met a pair of beautiful eyes, clear, bright, and gentle. The owner of the eyes immediately averted her gaze, a blush rising on her face. Zhang Mingxuan also realized that he seemed to have been impolite.

Zhang Mingxuan unwillingly said: "Aren't you going to ask the boss?"

The scholar with the surname Cheng quickly withdrew his hand and explained: "No, it wasn't me, I didn't use any force!"

Zhang Mingxuan! You can call me Mingxuan!

Zhang Mingxuan thought to himself: "In such a prosperous era, there shouldn't be anyone starving, right"

Zhang Mingxuan shuddered in fear and forced a smile, saying: "I am merely a servant; why would you take offense at someone like me? How could a mere servant like myself possibly threaten you gentlemen?"

The shopkeeper said: "Then there is nothing we can do, we are not hiring, quickly leave!"

The bookish man with a face full of flesh mumbled something indistinct, likely not something pleasant, and slapped Zhang Mingxuan on the shoulder, saying: "Damn it! Let's go!"

Initially, I enrolled in the directing department of a film academy, which has nothing to do with cooking

The scholars exchanged glances, their eyes silently meeting in the air. If it came to beating Zhang Mingxuan, no one truly dared to take action. To act in Miss Li's bookstore would mean striking at Miss Li's people; unless one was seeking death, for she bears the surname Li, and this world belongs to the Li family.

The shopkeeper retracted his smile and looked at Zhang Mingxuan with a scrutinizing gaze, saying: "Are you a chef?"

Cheng Shusheng asked the handsome scholar just now: "Du He, what happens next?"

Zhang Mingxuan nodded repeatedly and said: "I understand! I got it!"

Zhang Mingxuan fell to the ground with a thud, his face contorted in pain! The scholar with a face full of flesh was also taken aback, his hand still raised in the air. The other scholars immediately distanced themselves from the fleshy-faced scholar, and one of them incredulously exclaimed: "Old Cheng! You really dare to make a move!"

Du He, with a furrowed brow, exclaimed: "If one is ill, treat the illness; if one is injured, treat the injury!" Zhang Mingxuan heard a familiar name, Du He. Isn't this the son of that troublesome Du Xiang? Zhang Mingxuan secretly glanced at Du He a couple of times; he looked quite good, no wonder he could become a prince consort, but he really lacks intelligence! Cheng Shusheng quickly took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and without heeding Zhang Mingxuan's objections, directly slapped it into Zhang Mingxuan's mouth.

The scholar with the surname Cheng anxiously looked at the crowd, while the crowd gazed at Zhang Mingxuan, who was lying on the ground, giving the scholar with the surname Cheng a look that seemed to say, "Do you think I am blind?"

Zhang Mingxuan stood up, rubbed his numb legs, and blended into the crowd. The wide street was lined with a dazzling array of goods, and the vendors were enthusiastically calling out their wares. The shops on both sides of the main road were also bustling with tourists, presenting a scene of prosperity and vibrancy

Li Qingya smiled and nodded at Zhang Mingxuan, gracefully stepping through the back door of the bookstore with the baby in her arms. As soon as Li Qingya left, the scholars who had been reading nearby immediately surrounded Zhang Mingxuan. One of the scholars, whose face was full of flesh and did not resemble a typical scholar, slammed his palm on the table in front of Zhang Mingxuan and angrily said, "What do you want, little thing?"

The shop assistant chuckled and said, "The boss is my uncle, so what I say counts. Get out! Get out!"

The shopkeeper forcefully pushed Zhang Mingxuan out of the establishment.

Zhang Mingxuan secretly thought: "Beautiful! The stomach is too competitive"

The woman nodded slightly and did not pursue the matter further; otherwise, Zhang Mingxuan would truly not know how to fabricate a response

The woman, dressed in a moon-white long gown, cradled an infant still in swaddling clothes and said to Zhang Mingxuan: "Young master, what is your business?"

Sister Qingya ~ ! '' Everyone was gritting their teeth and staring at Zhang Mingxuan

Zhang Mingxuan nodded repeatedly, looking at them with sincere eyes

He himself was also uncertain, for this was ancient times. Zhang Mingxuan hesitated for a moment upon seeing a large tavern ahead and then walked in.

Li Qingya stood up and said: "Since you are willing to stay here, please help watch the store! Call me if anything comes up!"

Zhang Mingxuan stood on the street, feeling the scrutinizing gazes of passersby, with tears of frustration welling up in his eyes. It was far more difficult to find a job here than on Earth; what good was a director! He would have been better off enrolling in New Oriental! Zhang Mingxuan continued on his job-seeking journey, wiping the sweat from his forehead as the sun rose high, and stepped into the twentieth shop.

Just after speaking, a gurgling sound emanated from within the stomach

Zhang Mingxuan silently recited: "System Lord! Golden Finger! Grandfather! Come out!"

The woman lowered her head to look at the child in her arms and after a moment of thought said, "Business is not good here either; if you don't mind, you can stay."

Zhang Mingxuan stood in the bustling street with a bewildered expression, helplessly watching the throngs of people. He could not comprehend how he had just been in his dormitory worrying about employment, and in the blink of an eye, he found himself on the street. Had he traveled through time? Or was he in ancient times?

One of the refined scholars nodded thoughtfully and said, "There is some truth to that!"

The scholarly students lingering between the bookshelves subtly cast their gazes towards Zhang Mingxuan, warning him with their looks. Indeed, beautiful women have always been the objects of pursuit for men in any era. Zhang Mingxuan directly ignored their stares; he was on the verge of starving, so who cared about their warnings!

Zhang Mingxuan politely said, "I do not eat, may I ask if you need workers?"

Zhang Mingxuan imitated the posture he learned from television, clasped his hands in a fist and deeply bowed to the woman, saying with a sorrowful tone: "Miss, I am here to seek employment"

Cheng Shusheng quickly nodded and said, "Yes! Yes!" In a flurry, he hurriedly helped Zhang Mingxuan up, who was gasping in pain while holding his shoulder.

Upon entering, Zhang Mingxuan realized that this was a bookstore. Unlike the noise outside, the store was exceptionally quiet, with only a few men in traditional robes lingering among the bookshelves

Zhang Mingxuan coughed softly, took a few steps forward, and approached the counter, where he finally got a clear look at her face. Her skin was as white as凝脂, her features exquisite and delicate, her eyes sparkling like autumn waters, and her brows curved like willow leaves. Even Zhang Mingxuan, who had been accustomed to the beauty of women after experiencing the internet's influence on Earth, found himself momentarily entranced.

Zhang Mingxuan touched his stomach and, with a pained expression, said: "To be honest, Miss, I haven't eaten for three days. There is a famine at home, and I have fled here. I am unfamiliar with this place and humbly request that you grant me a bowl of rice to eat"

Zhang Mingxuan accurately captures a term "Great Tang", this refers to the Tang Dynasty

Immediately, a smiling waiter approached and asked: "Esteemed guest, how many of you are there?"

Zhang Mingxuan quietly moved to the corner by the road, crouching in the corner of the wall, observing this unfamiliar world, silently shedding tears. Time travel is not as beautiful as described in books; the ancient times are indeed very dangerous

Zhang Mingxuan looked at him, who was a head taller than himself. Does being tall really make you intimidating? Just because you are fierce, should I be afraid of you? Zhang Mingxuan also stared at him, but after a moment, he timidly lowered his head. There was nothing he could do; they were too many of them!

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head and said: "No!"

The woman stepped aside to let Zhang Mingxuan pass and asked in confusion, "Job hunting?"

The woman smiled slightly and said, "My name is Li Qingya, what do you call yourself?"

Zhang Mingxuan could only explain: "It is a small place; we are from a small village."

The woman, hearing Zhang Mingxuan's words, asked in confusion, "Famine! I haven't heard of any famine occurring within the Tang Dynasty!"