When Licorice left, Xue Lang asked him to help bring back three gift boxes that could hold gifts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After comparing the size of the need, Licorice readily agreed and left to help next door, while Xue Lang stayed at home and continued to tidy up things.

Put the things that are going to be used as gifts, the unpacking paper that should be unwrapped, and the ones that should be bagged should be found in the fresh-keeping bag. I took out my wallet and mobile phone from the backpack full of miscellaneous items.

In order to avoid losing his wallet and mobile phone when riding, Xue Lang did not have the habit of carrying it with him, and carried it in his backpack, but it was a little more troublesome to use.

The phone still turns on, and half of the battery is left. Thanks to the perverted memory now, Xue Lang remembers everything in the mobile phone clearly.

I flipped through the photo album of my phone in a complicated mood, kissed it lightly on my girlfriend's photo, and then looked carefully at Xue Qing, who was smiling cutely in the photo, turned to the camera, and recorded a video-

"My name is Xue Lang and I am twenty-five years old. This is the Weize Pass in the spring of the fifth year of the Tang Dynasty, I crossed here three days ago and was rescued by the princess of Pingyang who was stationed. I have only read about this era in history books and various materials, and I am really at a loss how to survive. While there is still half of the battery in the mobile phone, I plan to record a video every day, and when I die in the future, I will use the mobile phone as a funeral object, if there are archaeologists who find this mobile phone in the future, I hope to treat my body well, and I hope this video can be helpful to archaeology. If it's a tomb robber...... The picture is too beautiful to think, I still hope to be discovered by the state. That's it! ”

Turn off your phone after recording and try to save as much power as possible. I just wonder if there is a chance that this mobile phone will be discovered in the future, and if so, will it be helpful for the study of history? It's really hard to think about.

Xue Lang has opened his mind and is determined to settle down in ancient times. This mobile phone, maybe no one will take it seriously and think that it was left in the tomb by a tomb robber; Maybe you'll have the brains to decide to study it! Thinking of countless possibilities, Xue Lang was actually quite happy.

There are 2,000 yuan in the wallet, as well as documents, bank cards, and a photo with Xue Qing and his girlfriend.

I still remember when I took this photo, Xue Qing said that their family is already very small, and they should take a group photo to look lively, and the wallet can't hold two photos, a group photo, which perfectly comforts his girlfriend and Xue Qing.

Xue Qing's narrow appearance is still in front of him, but now, he is alone, and this photo has become Xue Lang's only consolation. Carefully touch the photos and put them away carefully before tidying up the things.

The side pockets on both sides of the backpack contained two small flat flasks on one side, which were filled with Xue Lang's own ale and wine. Xue Lang likes to drink, and he also likes to make his own wine, this habit was learned from his deceased father, not only him, but Xue Qing is also quite able to drink, all of them were cultivated by his deceased father.

Xue Lang's current body can't drink alcohol, so he only opened the lid and smelled it, which can be regarded as a relief from his cravings.

The rest is paper towels, keys, business card holders, toiletries, and other miscellaneous things. The most precious thing is the paper towel!

This was seen on the day when Xue Lang was able to get out of bed, and Xue Lang refused to recall the terrible toilet chips in the latrine. For the sake of chrysanthemums, paper towels are treasures, they must be used reasonably and well, save paper, and start with me!

……

After sorting out the things and wiping it down for nearly the day, the licorice came back and brought back three wooden boxes. The style of the box is similar to the kind of food box that often appears in costume TV dramas, and the size perfectly meets Xue Lang's requirements.

Each box has three layers. Xue Lang spread out the food and put the drawings and daggers into the box. The bulging bag was half deflated, filling the wooden box, but there were only a few bits of toffee and halva left. Xue Lang looked at Licorice's still childish face, and gave him the rest-

"Lang Jun, what is this?"

Licorice curiously took it in his hand and studied it.

Xue Lang smiled: "Eat!" Sugar, a taste? ”

Licorice nodded, and immediately picked up a toffee and stuffed it in his mouth: "It's so sweet, it has a milky flavor." ”

"Delicious, right?"

"Delicious! I've never had such delicious sugar,"

As he spoke, he carefully put the remaining toffee into the purse hanging from his waist, and his expression was a little shy: "I'll leave a little for Master and Senior Brother, they haven't eaten such delicious candy." ”

Liu Yiling accepted a good apprentice! Xue Lang looked at his childish face and patted one of the wooden boxes containing food: "This box is for your master, you can keep the few for you to eat, there are not many." ”

Licorice smiled and scratched his head, noncommittal, but objected to Xue Lang's plan to give him a gift: "My master will not accept Lang Jun's gift, it is the general who saves Lang Jun, and what our master and apprentice do is just the duty of a doctor." ”

Xue Lang smiled and patted him: "I naturally know that the great benefactor is the princess general, but without the care of your master and apprentice, how can I recover so quickly, right?" These things are worthless, I don't have anything to do now, I can only talk about my heart. You don't want to be your thoughts, as a person being taken care of, I naturally have my own thoughts, right? ”

"But ......"

As soon as Licorice wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Xue Lang: "No, but! This is a matter between adults, so children should not talk too much! ”

Licorice pouted, but Xue Lang couldn't say it.

Xue Lang packed the gifts, checked if there was anything missing, and suddenly remembered that there are business cards in modern times, and there are also famous thorns in ancient times.

Do I need to prepare a famous thorn to visit the princess?

asked licorice, licorice, the kid has a good temper, and he didn't care about being interrupted by Xue Lang just now, and reminded: "It's natural for Lang Jun to have a famous thorn, and it is also a courtesy to vote for a famous thorn tomorrow, and then visit." ”

Xue Lang nodded, recalling that he used to visit the famous thorns on display in the museum, which were written on red paper. But who would carry red paper with them!

You can only look for licorice. Licorice was refreshing, saying that his master had red paper there, and he went to ask Xue Lang for one.

The red paper was quickly brought by licorice.

Xue Lang looked at the paper, it was hemp paper, the paper was slightly soft, and it was used to write pen words, but he was afraid that he would hang up the paper if he didn't pay attention. After a little hesitation, I remembered that there was a newly bought shirt in the backpack containing my clothes.

Every time he goes to see his girlfriend's parents, Xue Lang has to dress neatly, but if he looks a little sloppy and decadent, although the two of them don't say it, they will worry about him in their hearts.

In order to reassure the two elders and know that he has indeed come out of the blow of losing his girlfriend, Xue Lang goes neatly dressed and energetic every time.

Ask licorice to help find a pair of scissors, Xue Lang turned out the newly bought shirt, pulled out the cardboard inside, vacated the business card holder, and waited for licorice to bring the scissors, roughly cut it, cut the cardboard, pasted the red paper, and then, turned out the pen, groaned slightly, drew simple and elegant lace on the four corners, and began to write the name thorn -

That's right! At his age, in ancient times, there were words to be written.

What to take?

Xue Lang...... Bright...... Clear...... Clear...... Sun...... Yang...... Day...... Phew!

The word yang is desirable, but there is still one word missing. He has an older sister, who is the youngest in the family, and can use the word "young", so she is called Youyang. Xue Lang, Xue Youyang, is also catchy.

Xue Lang is neither a subordinate of Her Royal Highness the Princess, nor an official, and the name thorn is only equivalent to introducing himself, and he does not write too complicated things, only his name, table, and place of origin. Education level: Xue Lang did not write.

Licorice has been quietly watching, and when he has written his name thorn, he said, "Lang Jun's handwriting is really beautiful, but what kind of pen is this?" Why are the strokes so thin? And the paper on which Lang Jun wrote his name thorn, why is it so thick and so hard? ”

Calligraphy and painting are not separated, when Xue Lang was learning to paint, the teacher who taught him to paint, in order to exercise his aesthetics, calligraphy works also made him appreciate a lot, plus perverted memory, traditional Chinese characters could not help him. Later, I became interested and practiced hard pen calligraphy for a while.

"It's called a fountain pen, and it's the pen that Franc is used to using on the other side. The manufacturing process and raw materials of paper are different from your paper, so there are differences. ”

Licorice nodded and looked at Xue Lang with admiration: "Lang Jun knows a lot." ”

Xue Lang smiled and didn't speak.

Everything was ready, it was getting late, and the two of them washed and went to bed separately.