After dealing with the affairs of the Li sisters and Jin Xiuzhi on the farm, the confidants of his brother-in-law An Yuanming sent the legendary figure that Lan Jiawei had been looking forward to, the "inheritance" in his cousin's mouth. He bought and read a lot of wild histories and secret histories when he was in college, because he knew that Tartars liked to revise history, and many handed down things were not worth believing, and now he was not so much looking forward to a "inheritance" as he was looking forward to the answer to his inner questions this time.

Lan Jiawei and his wife and Nier, Zhu Qing and others around them all looked at the little girl in front of them in amazement. What's so amazing about little Lori, who is only 11 years old? But that's just the way it is.

Because this is a girl with a sense of ink, all the old sayings that describe beauty can properly describe her, but the appearance is still secondary, the main thing is that this little Lori's temperament is too unrefined, the kind of poetry and self-effacing that makes Lan Jiawei suddenly think of his hometown, the small bridge and flowing water, the different scenery in the four seasons in the south of the Yangtze River, and also remembered a poem: Luo Yi He fluttering, light clothes with the wind

And this bright-eyed little Lori is wearing an authentic skirt, and the fabric of the clothing doesn't even understand Chiyo, who has gone around countless stores. This feeling of suddenly coming out of the ink painting made everyone stunned.

Lan Jiawei, who felt something, suddenly "huh" in his heart, "I know why I feel familiar, the temperament of the characters in the novel, right?" Isn't that the appearance of a Jiangnan woman described by many people? And it's a Jiangnan woman of the Ming Dynasty."

After all, with so many years of experience, Lan Jiawei quickly sobered up, and spoke first to relieve the embarrassment: "Welcome to Lan's elf farm, this is my wife Tachibana Chiyo, this is Zhu Qing, this is Nier's ......", Lan Jiawei also noticed that the government official in H City who sent the girl here consciously followed Jin Xiuzhi to rest in other places.

The girl smiled suddenly, it was a very standard smile without showing teeth, like an elegant lotus, which made the whole room light up, and then performed a Chinese-style squat salute, "Zhuang's slender, I've seen the owner of the blue village, I'm disturbed"

"Zhuang's? Gangnam? Could it be their descendants? He didn't continue to think about it, "Little lady Zhuang, welcome to come here, you can live in peace of mind, there are a few people over there I have recruited from all over the world to inherit all kinds of people, you can communicate"

Before Lan Jiawei's encounter with Adel, in fact, because he was interested in and had learned a lot of ancient culture, he would not call a girl who paid attention to the etiquette of Han culture "Miss", which was an insult, and "Little Lady" was a common name for little girls before the Ming Dynasty.

And Zhuang Xianxian was obviously very satisfied with Lan Jiawei's performance, the owner of the elf farm didn't seem to be a nouveau riche, he knew a lot of things, and the air here was so good, he could live and talk slowly.

In the next few days, even Wen Xu, Fang Qingyun and Huang Daochang were surprised, this little Lori was not like them who wore Hanfu but had no taste. She estimates that she has received pure Han culture education since she was a child, and her sitting, eating, walking, smiling, etc. are completely original Han cultural customs, which are very charming. And after the three of them muttered, they agreed that many customs should be from the Ming Dynasty period, and they are owned by everyone in Jiangnan.

Lan Jiawei, who finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, was not very good at bringing a little Lori, and it was so beautiful that she even suppressed Chiyo, the god of the water system, to her study, and she probably wouldn't go, didn't the ancients pay attention to the defense of men and women? So, I talked to her on my own lawn.

Although Lan Qing is a teacher, he actually has research on Han culture, and after seeing Zhuang Xianxian, he immediately said: "This girl must have goods in her stomach, and there are a lot of them, who taught them?" It is impossible for the current assembly-line education to have such a temperament"

"I'll call you Xianxian directly, you can call me Jia Wei directly, I'm very safe here, safe beyond your imagination, so you don't have to worry about anything, and I don't have any bad intentions towards you, I'm just looking for a inheritance for my family, and at the same time I want to try my best to recover some of the lost culture of the Tartar Dynasty, I have already guessed what kind ......of family you are, I really didn't expect that there are still people in your family, I have wronged you", Lan Jiawei still sat calmly on the elf rattan chair, and Zhuang Xianxian sat opposite him.

"Oh? Mr. Lan, okay, Jiawei, you talk about it first, if it's right, I'll tell you some secrets, I believe your words, these plants, air and those people have explained a lot, I have family responsibilities, just like you, so I have to be careful, please understand", Zhuang Xianxian said these words, Lan Jiawei suddenly understood why ancient women got married so early, this psychology is too precocious.

"Okay, I'm not right, don't be surprised, you are the descendants of Zhuang Yuncheng and Zhuang Tingyan's family who were killed by Kangxi ** in the early years of the Tartar Dynasty, aren't you? Nanxun County is not very far from us, and we are a mountainous area, the earliest Wuxi Man and Shanyue are relying on those mountains to make the imperial court have a headache, it is a good place to hide, I once went to a junior high school classmate, the road to his village is built on the cliff, and only more than a foot wide, easy to defend and difficult to attack, almost isolated from the world. It's really wonderful that men and women weave in such a place."

Zhuang Xianxian nodded gloomily: "Yes, we are the descendants of the Zhuang family who escaped, Kangxi revised several "History of the Ming Dynasty" and was not satisfied, and killed a lot of historians, and my ancestor was just the chicken that was killed for the monkey."

"Then what your ancestors have been reciting for generations is the original version of "History of the Ming Dynasty"?" Lan Jiawei's whole body trembled with excitement, this is what he has always wanted to prove, the doubt in his heart, if he can, he is willing to exchange tons of dollars for a destroyed "Yongle Canon"

"I'll tell you in a few days, Jiawei, but it's not just the "History of the Ming Dynasty", our family was enlightened at the age of 3, and we have been reciting various articles for several years in a row, and the words that have been passed on by word of mouth for many generations will be destroyed in the end, only in my heart"

Lan Jiawei, who finally couldn't help it, stood up excitedly, "I want to leave these treasures for the future, word of mouth is unreliable, and if there is an accident, the inheritance will be broken", pretending to enter the house, took out a terminal equipment produced by the Tana Island base from the ring and handed it to Xian Xian.

"This is the latest tech product that I've developed, you can read a book to it, and then there's a virtual book, I know you're traditionally educated, you don't know how to use the Internet, but it's as simple as writing a book in the sand, you know? Plus, if you need anything, you can just talk to it and someone will send it over."

"Well, thank you, Jiawei, I agreed to come to the United States because I don't have to worry about how many children I have here, I want to find a husband in the future, he is going to come to the door, and our dealer can't be broken in my hands", looking at Lan Jiawei's somewhat strange eyes, Xian Xian shook his head and continued:

"Women's foot-binding and moral closure only began in the Tatar Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty and the China before it were an open world"

Lan Jiawei's old face turned red, what Cheng Zhu Lixue, what Three Platforms and Five Constants are indeed just tools of the Tartar Dynasty's enslavement, and he claims to have read books for a long time, but he doesn't know this.

"Are you satisfied with the accommodation at the Academy? Slim", Lan Jiawei interrupted and asked, this Lori is really a baby, I don't know how many good things I can get after coaxing, I must be offered as a god.

"I like it, it's really a very comfortable environment, by the way, since you are using the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty, how can there be no peonies and cherry blossoms, it is all Tang style, you have to plant some as soon as possible", Xian Xian was very smart to see Lan Jiawei's true intentions, and also understood that this rich man was using family inheritance as an excuse, in fact, to save cultural inheritance, so he added unceremoniously: "Don't you have a lot of orphans?" Tomorrow I'm going to go over and pick one to be a sister."

Li Mingzhen, who finally learned to operate various utensils, cooked a table full of dishes with her hands, and Li Cheng and Wu Yuanhao, two dog noses, had already smelled the fragrance, sitting in the dining room of Lan Jiawei's house and waiting for the meal to start, while listening to the story told by the fourth child, the heroic story of how to save the defector. Of course, after listening to it, it will be treated as a fart.

These days, Lan Jiawei's family once again tasted a different taste, and Li Mingzhen actually has a family heritage, after Jin Xiuzhi's side knock, Lan Jiawei and a few people knew that the ancestors of the sisters actually made imperial chefs, and the family once had a cooking book buried deep in the ground, and their parents were unlucky because of this, they were educated by their father since they were young, although their country's various spices are insufficient, but they exercise their cooking skills even more, and it is very difficult for them to be silent.

Wu Yuanhao, who had eaten herbs for several days, lost a lot of weight, and Li Cheng also followed behind, so Lan Jiawei had to prepare herbs for their husband and wife. Now the two of them are tilting their heads to think about something while eating, and after finally the two of them glanced at each other, they turned their heads together and pointed at Lan Jiawei.

"Damn, I said how come it's such a familiar scene, the goose egg face, the cook with her hair wrapped in a silk handkerchief for hygiene, and the food in various black crockpots, isn't this a realistic version of TMD's Dae Jang Jin? Your Majesty? Wu Yuanhao was full of oil while despising the fourth child.

Li Chenggang swallowed a bite of the chicken thigh meat that was about to be burned, and also glanced at the fourth child with "contempt", "This person, he likes the cook, but he is afraid of finding a chef to rob his wife, and he is ...... stingy."

After throwing a chicken leg into his mouth without care, Lan Jiawei replied vaguely: "Is it okay to eat yours?" The cook lady who finally found it is still building our canteen, and if you talk nonsense, you don't have it."

These three buddies have always been at a separate table, separated from the old and weak women and children, because the food is too ugly, as long as it is a table, it is inevitable that the food will not be stable, and the women will be verbose.

"I said you two don't patronize and eat, okay? I'm having a headache, where is the next chef, oh no, cook? ”

"The world is so big, there are many, fourth, just in Huaguo, why do you have to have one for each of those cuisines, right?" , Wu Yuanhao is a fan of Chinese cuisine, and he doesn't say a word.

"You're embarrassed to say that you have a leg with a French princess, it's not like you haven't eaten French food, it's hard to slap it if it's burned well, but if you want to find a good one, forget about the garbage", Li Cheng doesn't like to feed cows and eat grass, like everyone, he thinks French food is really good, and his culture is as delicate as that.