Although she is a modern person, it is a pity that Du Bai has never studied the production method of porcelain, and there is no way to help reduce her burden.

At this time, looking at the busy appearance of everyone around him, compared to him who is idle and has nothing to do, he looks more like a little white face waiting to eat soft rice, which feels a little strange.

Fortunately, Du Bai didn't care about other people's eyes. These days are rare to spare, he will spend a period of time every day to exercise and practice calligraphy, and the rest of his free time will take Ying'er out with him when the weather is cool.

After all, after coming to this world, this Yuanyang City really hasn't been visited a few times.

This Yuanyang City is not a big city after all, and there are not too many interesting places. But there are always teahouses and restaurants, and there are occasional storytellers telling old-fashioned stories, and there are also theaters set up by theater troupes that move back and forth from place to place.

Speaking of this theater, it is not every day, and you can only see it once every few days. At that time, there will always be many ordinary people watching the excitement outside the stage set up by the troupe, spending money to buy peanuts and melon seeds, whether standing or sitting, it will not affect their leisure and elegance, chatting while watching the stage "babbling" singing, feeling quite interested.

Du Bai read it twice, to be honest, the script is not interesting, even if the new book comes out, it is probably a strange case of Qing officials, the routine of the scholar Yumei entering Beijing to catch the exam, and the singer Hua Dan on the stage is not very outstanding, so it is probably just a lively listen.

It's just that this listening environment adds a bit of fun, and there is no other cheap and interesting place in this era, so many people who don't have too much money in their pockets will come to listen to it.

In addition, there are also places where fireworks are popular, such as casinos and green houses mentioned earlier.

Du Bai didn't go in these places to see the excitement. In any case, he is also the son-in-law of the Su family, and he always feels that something is wrong when he enters these places. Although in this era, he would not blame men for their amorous affairs, and even he saw men from the Liu family with wives and concubines entering and leaving the Qinglou.

Different from the Qinglou, there is also a place called the painting boat, which is rare to see in the daytime, and at night, it will stop at the riverside, and the lights are bright, and the sound of musical instruments playing and chanting poems is often heard during the period, which is quite lively.

According to his understanding, it is about a more advanced and elegant place than the Qinglou, attracting many literati to go, and the cost is naturally higher, so that the shy guy in the pocket can only be discouraged.

The appearance of the women in the painting boat is even more delicate and moving, and most of them are not selling their bodies, and there are also talented women who know how to write poetry, and good sentences may not be common, but they can be paired with those scholars who like to sing poetry, and they can also make them happy and add a little value.

Naturally, there is also the existence of the so-called Oiran here, and it is the best among the talented women. The annual Oiran selection is also a big event, and the momentum is quite huge, and it is said that in previous years, there were people who spent a lot of money to compete for an Oiran. It's a pity that Du Bai probably didn't have the opportunity to see the style of the oiran.

Although Su Wanmiao once mentioned that she did not object to Du Bai going to the painting boat and communicating with those talents, after all, the poem he gave her at that time still left a deep impression on her.

Although she doesn't know much about poetry, judging from her insight, this poem should not be inferior to those so-called talents. In this era, scholars and talented people, as the pillars of the country, are still very respected by the people. Although Xianggong joined the Su family as a son-in-law, his talent should not be limited to this.

But getting together with those literati who are crepe and racking their brains to write poems in order to compete for the side eyes of the so-called Oiran is not what he likes.

In contrast, he prefers to take Ying'er around the street market and try the special snacks one by one, whether it is roast skewers or desserts, all of which have a unique flavor in this world, which makes him feast.

For example, at this time, Du Bai was sitting on an open-air food stall, waiting for the stall owner to serve him food. Ying'er, who accompanied her, sat on the opposite side of the table a little restlessly, blinking her big eyes, and couldn't help but whisper: "Uncle, here...... Are we really going to eat here? There's a restaurant over there, why don't we go there......"

She pointed to a restaurant on the corner, where people came and went, and business was booming.

Du Bai smiled dumbly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Ying'er, don't look down on these small vendors. Although their craftsmanship is different from those of the chefs, they have an authentic taste. This is not comparable to those restaurants. ”

He suddenly remembered the memory of his long-lost self on Earth.

Since coming to this world, the memories of that world have slowly become a layer of mist, and they have become a little unreal and unreal.

At that time, he was just a small white-collar worker, and his favorite thing after work was to call two friends to sit at a barbecue stall on the street together, drinking a big sip of beer and eating skewers, while scolding today's boss for how many sand sculptures he had, and occasionally he was full of doubts and unconfidence about the unknown future, but in the blink of an eye, he would be thrown aside by the rush of alcohol!

Only at that time can he have a good time with his friends, regardless of the endless mortgages, car loans, and the responsibility of starting a family.

At that time, he once jokingly said, "When can I have a rich woman to support myself, I don't want to struggle at all, I just want to eat and wait for death!" ”

Who knows, after waking up and crossing over, he inexplicably completed this almost impossible dream, the only pity is that he will never see his parents again, and he will never see that group of intimate friends......

Thinking like this, there was an inexplicable feeling of unspeakable melancholy in his heart, he picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip gently, the faint smell of wine made his sorrow gradually dissipate.

Ying'er didn't know about Du Bai's psychological changes, but when she saw him pick up the wine glass, she couldn't help but say seriously with some nervousness: "Uncle, the doctor said that you should drink less......

Du Bai smiled when he heard this, put down the wine glass, reached out and gently rubbed the little girl's head, messing up her hair, causing her to complain in a low voice with a slightly red face.

"Uncle hates ......"

Du Bai withdrew his hand, and his heart was slightly touched.

Also, no matter what world you are in, there is always a responsibility that comes with it.

On earth, it is his responsibility to take out a mortgage and a car loan, marry a wife and have children, and in this world, it may be his responsibility to continue to live as Du Bai, treat those who treat him well, punish those who have malicious intentions towards him, and find a place to live in this demon-dominated world.