When they came to their door, Wang Erdan knocked on the door, and the noisy room suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Chunyu timidly opened the door, revealing three nervous faces.

Wang Erdan understood their feelings, and that night, he was afraid that he was stimulated deep enough, so he was afraid of hurting them again.

Then, their eyes moved to the chicken in Wang Erdan's hand, so Chunyu let the door open and let him into the house under Luo Xiaoxiao's instructions.

Wang Erdan put the chicken in his hand on their dining table, and looked up at the scene in the room casually.

Sure enough, women are still needed to live, and the house is spotlessly clean and well-organized by three women, and it seems to have a little popularity.

After that, he turned his head to look at the three of them, and by this time all three had already focused their eyes on the chicken, ignoring his presence at all.

Poetry and food can't be disappointed, and it seems that this sentence couldn't be more correct.

Now, they only have food in their eyes, and they have even forgotten this 'enemy', Wang Erdan coughed, reminding them of his existence.

After they heard the coughing sound, they reluctantly turned their eyes to Wang Erdan, and he said:

"Thank you for the pork, don't be rude, give you a bowl of chicken as a gift in return, you taste it!"

With that, he turned around and left the room.

Not far away, I heard an exclamation from inside:

"Wow! What is this made of? Miss! Taste it!"

After that, it was Luo Xiaoxiao's slurred voice:

"Uh-huh! It's delicious!

In the following days, Wang Erdan and his grandmother had more pork in their lives, and when the time for dinner was approaching, he and his grandmother would always receive pork sent by Luo Xiaoxiao.

In return, Grandma would always ask him to send them all kinds of boiled animal meat, and every time he sent it, it seemed that he would always find their expectant eyes, as if they were waiting for this bowl of meat.

Even once, when Wang Erdan was concentrating on cooking meat, he suddenly heard his grandmother say to the outside with a pleasant face:

"Come in, what's going on outside?"

Wang Erdan looked up in surprise and saw Luo Xiaoxiao with Shifeng and Chunyu standing at the door pushing each other and walking in, and then the three of them looked like children who had done something wrong, lowered their heads and said timidly:

"Grandma, they seem to come to see how to cook meat with two eggs..."

At the end of the day, the words were getting lower and lower, like mosquitoes.

Grandma smiled kindly, and then instructed me:

"Tell these kids how you cook meat?"

Wang Erdan saw the expectation in their eyes, as well as their admiration for him.

Wang Erdan likes this feeling of being noticed.

Of course, Wang Erdan will not fall into their gentle eyes, after all, he is going to marry a man without clothes.

As for who Ji Wuyi is, Rong will tell you later.

He had to take out the herbs I used to cook the meat and give them a little bit, telling them that the secret was all here.

After that, Wang Erdan's life was finally cleared, because it had been a long time since they got the seasoning, and they didn't come to disturb them.

It just so happened that Wang Erdan had time to continue exploring this world.

It's been more than half a year since he came here, and in addition to continuing to look for possible opportunities, Wang Erdan's observation of this world is also meticulous.

Because in the novel before, he saw that in the world of cultivating immortals, the sun and the moon were obviously different from what I saw.

For example, there will be several suns in the sky, and then the moon in the sky will have other colors, such as green or purple, and so on, and even in special cases, there will be several.

Wang Erdan observed for more than half a year, but he didn't see any difference, the sun was still one, bright and dazzling, and the moon was just one, emitting a soft yellow color.

Tonight, it was the night of the full moon again, and he got up from the bed again, ignoring the cold wind outside, and looked up to observe the bright moon.

Again, as usual, I didn't see any difference.

Wang Erdan was a little disappointed, this is obviously the moon that the later generations saw, and it is estimated that it is the same as the one seen in the later generations.

At this point, Wang Erdan felt that he was lucky, at least he saw the moon in ancient times, and people in ancient times naturally couldn't see the moon he saw.

As the poem says: The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, but the present month once looked like the ancients.

He casually read this poem out of his mouth, and after tasting it, he found that it was so consistent with the current one, Wang Erdan involuntarily shook his head and said loudly:

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Suddenly, Wang Erdan heard someone next to him ask:

"You did it?"

Wang Erdan was startled, at this time, everyone was sleeping, who was still wandering outside?

He subconsciously turned his head to look and saw someone coming, so he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be Luo Xiaoxiao.

She was wearing a white fox fur robe, with a slender figure, under the light of the moonlight, like an independent fairy, hiring Tingting, standing beside him prettyly.

Wang Erdan turned his head to look around in surprise, and when he saw that there was no one else, he asked:

"You're talking to me?"

Luo Xiaoxiao laughed after listening to the 'flutter':

"Or else, there's no one else here?"

Wang Erdan said 'oh':

"What do you ask me?"

"You wrote this poem?"

Wang Erdan couldn't help pouting: No matter how outstanding my writing is, it is impossible for me to make such a beautiful poem, and I can't tell her that it was written by someone named Li Bai in later generations.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Erdan had no choice but to tell the truth:

"It's not!"

"Who wrote that?"

"Huh? yes... Yes, oh, I had a dream last night in which someone was chanting poetry, and I remember that!"

Looking at Luo Xiaoxiao's expression, he obviously didn't believe it, and Wang Erdan didn't bother to explain.

Luo Xiao looked at him suspiciously, and only after a long time did he continue to speak:

"The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, but the present month used to shine according to the ancients! What a meaningful poem! Is there only such a sentence?"

Of course not, Li Bai's poem is so long, of course Wang Erdan can't memorize it all for her, so she has to continue to perfunctory:

"Oh, it's a long one, but I don't remember, you forget? I'm just a fool, where do I remember so much?"

After hearing his words, Luo Xiaoxiao's face showed a strange look, and she couldn't tell what it meant, but Wang Erdan felt that she naturally didn't believe it.

Seeing that he didn't seem to mean to tell the truth, she had to change the subject:

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"

After saying that, she looked up at the sky, and the wind blew her white fox robe, and the hunting sound.

Yes, it's beautiful, but what she said was about people.

"It seems that this star is not last night, for whom is the wind and the sky are exposed?"

Wang Erdan blurted out.