Don't eat fast, don't quit sex: Happy female monk

In short, it’s hard to guess

Yes, people have eaten more salt than Yuhua has traveled.

Hey, you can't say that. You have to know that I came from time and space. If the journey of thousands of years is included, I'm afraid there won't be as many as me.

Mizusawa Xian was on the side, silently lowering his head.

This war is originally about women. He is right to wait and see how the situation changes. He should treat it like watching a drama. There is no live version of watching a drama.

Yuhua feels more and more that she is getting more and more attention in the Baron Mansion.

Regardless of whether this emphasis is good or bad, it is better than a pool of stagnant water.

Today's good morning greeting was quite long. When I returned to Mizusawa's place, it was already close to noon.

Watching Mizusawa Xuan take out his writing brush, he seemed to be practicing calligraphy...

Yaohua came up with another good idea. Writing with this brush is too strenuous...

If you invent something that can write quickly, and it gets to the great baron, and finally to the king, then you will have a chance to be summoned.

You know, any country, any era, is very eager to see inventors

This is a popular profession

Yaohua felt lucky for herself that she had traveled to ancient times, even though it was an era that was omitted from the history books...

But it’s better than traveling to the future...

In the future, I'm afraid I'll be really useless!

When Yaohua came to the courtyard, she also forgot about being hungry. She found that she had motivation, for the sake of Cang Yan.

There are a lot of bamboos here, and Yuhua picked a small one and cut it into the size of a pen...

Don’t expect to invent fountain pens and ballpoint pens. Although they are not high-tech, they cannot be made in the cold weapon era.

Just get a bamboo pen first and use it as a makeshift

There are some "naang" left in the thin bamboo, hanging on the inner wall of the bamboo...

It looks like it should be quite absorbent, just right, so it won’t cause diarrhea when writing.

Jihua filled the thin bamboo pole with ink...

This ink smells so good, it must be tribute ink or something...

Unlike ordinary ink and pen ink, in addition to chemical taste, there is also a smell...

After filling the ink, the bamboo was too thin and inconvenient to hold in the hand, so he put on the outer barrel which was as thick as a pen and fixed it inside and out.