Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Late at night, in Zhu Jingjing's bedroom.

The little princess lay in bed, looking at the neatly arranged bags full of seeds beside her pillow, her feelings a mix of emotions.

She knew very well that if these seeds could be successfully delivered to the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty's famine problem would be greatly alleviated.

"Jingjing really wants the people of the Ming Dynasty to have enough to eat, but..."

The little princess sighed softly. No matter how she tried to adjust, she could not possibly feel as excited as when she received "Da Ming No. 1".

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Outside the palace, the night was as dark as ink, but inside, the lights and candles shone brightly.

A man kneels on one knee, dressed in a black flying fish robe. The four-clawed flying fish pattern on the robe is faintly visible in the candlelight, indicating his authority to patrol on behalf of Heaven.

"Your Majesty! Apart from those remaining in the palace, the rest of the Embroidered Uniform Guards have been mobilized, each under the command of a Garrison Commander, to maintain tight control over the capital!"

"Excellent! You have truly lived up to my expectations!" Zhu Yuanzhang sat upright on his dragon throne, his spirits high despite the late hour. "You must keep a close watch on things for me! Whatever falls from the sky, even a puddle of filth, you must bring it back!"

"Yes, sir!"

After the commander left, Empress Ma advised, "Chongba, it's late at night, you should go back to your quarters and rest!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head: "No, although the 'Great Ming Number One' appeared directly beside my and my wife's bedside, the instant noodles fell from the sky earlier. This seed is of great importance. If we obtain it, it can save countless people of my Great Ming. I should sit here and wait!"

Empress Ma sighed softly. Although she couldn't bear to see him overworked, she was also pleased and proud to see his compassion for the world. "Chongba, let me keep you company tonight."

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "In that case, for the sake of all the people of my Great Ming Dynasty, the Empress and I, husband and wife, of one heart, await you here!"

modern.

Jiang Chuan got up as soon as it was light, his heart filled with eagerness, impatient to check the results of the experiment.

He walked to Zhu Jingjing's door and raised his hand several times to knock, but his hand, which was suspended in mid-air, did not fall.

The room was quiet; the little princess was probably still asleep, so it was best not to disturb her peaceful slumber.

"Brother, are you outside?" Suddenly, her voice came from the other side of the door, a little hoarse and lacking its usual clarity.

Jiang Chuan frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart!

It seems the experiment has failed.

"Jingjing, I'm coming in." He pushed open the door and asked bluntly, "How did it go? Did it work?"

Zhu Jingjing knelt on the bed, her almond-shaped eyes slightly bloodshot, clearly indicating that she had not rested well.

She gently shook her head, her voice low and deep: "Brother, I'm sorry, I..."

Jiang Chuan sighed helplessly, walked to the bedside, and reached out to rub her little head.

"Jingjing, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself."

His gaze fell on the bags of seeds neatly stacked on the bed, and his brows furrowed even more.

What went wrong in any part of the process that led to the failure?

"Brother, it's all Jingjing's fault!" Zhu Jingjing suddenly threw herself into Jiang Chuan's arms, tears streaming down her wet almond-shaped eyes, soaking his clothes. "Jingjing knows the seeds are important to Daming, but I really can't like them the way I like 'Daming No. 1'..."

Jiang Chuan was taken aback, and then realized that the princess was not a farmer, so how could she possibly genuinely like seeds?

"Jingjing, it's not your fault, it's mine." He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, comforting her softly, "It seems that the condition for time travel is not how important you think something is, but whether you truly like it."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered the box of antibiotics.

Something still doesn't seem right.

She genuinely liked the instant noodles and "Da Ming No. 1" instant noodles, but what about the box of antibiotics?

"Jingjing, what do you think of that box of missing antibiotics? Do you like it?" He noticed the blind spot and quickly asked.

"I guess I liked it..." Zhu Jingjing recalled carefully and said slowly, "I was sick back then! When I think about those bitter and bloating medicines that I was forced to drink when I was sick, I find these small pills from modern times really cute."

Jiang Chuan nodded: "Jingjing, it seems we need to find something you really like to experiment with. I'll put these seeds away for now."

He was about to gather the seeds from the bed when he was taken aback after carefully checking the quantity.

"Jingjing, are all the seeds here?" He suppressed his excitement and asked her to confirm, "You didn't put any of the bags away, did you?"

"No!" Zhu Jingjing shook her head, looking puzzled. "What's wrong? Is something missing?"

"One, two..." Jiang Chuan carefully counted them, his expression growing increasingly excited. "Jingjing, there really is one bag missing! Let me see, it's missing..."

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat upright on the dragon throne, and as the sky gradually brightened, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

"Madam, why is there still no news from the Embroidered Uniform Guard?" He rose and paced back and forth. "Dawn is breaking; could it be that Heaven is not protecting our Great Ming?"

"Chongba, please don't say such things," Empress Ma quickly comforted him. "Heaven has already blessed the Ming Dynasty greatly! Besides, this is the first trial in Jiangchuan. Perhaps we should wait a few more days. There will be a better plan."

Before he could finish speaking, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard strode in.

"Your Majesty! I've got it!" He knelt on one knee, holding a delicate little bag in both hands. "This thing fell from the sky and landed in the northern city market."

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stood up, and without waiting for the eunuchs to come forward, he personally descended the imperial steps to retrieve the bag. "Is this the only bag? There are no others?"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stood up, and without waiting for the eunuchs to come forward, he personally descended the imperial steps to retrieve the bag. "Is this the only bag? There are no others?"

The commander nodded: "Your Majesty, so far we have only obtained this one bag! However, the Embroidered Uniform Guard is still on standby; if there are any further discoveries, we will report them immediately!"

modern.

After carefully counting and identifying the seeds, Jiang Chuan's expression became slightly subtle: "Jingjing, can you guess which seed is missing?"

Zhu Jingjing was taken aback.

With so many seeds, some of which she had never even heard of, how could she possibly guess their names?

She thought about it carefully for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Brother, could it be potato seeds?"

"That's right!" Jiang Chuan exclaimed excitedly, ruffling her little head and praising, "I understand! Because you like butter potatoes, only the potato seeds traveled through time alone."

Having finally figured out the mechanism of time travel, Jiang Chuan felt a surge of excitement!

Although he can't gain any benefits right now, once he figures out some of the patterns, he might be able to take advantage of them!

"Brother, how about this?" Zhu Jingjing blinked her bright eyes and suggested, "Use those other seeds and crops to make me lots of delicious food. That way, they can be sent back to the Ming Dynasty like the potatoes, right?"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Jingjing, you've really killed two birds with one stone! You can enjoy delicious food and send the seeds back to the Ming Dynasty at the same time!"

As he spoke, his smile faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't rush. We can't be sure yet whether those things were really sent to the Ming Dynasty and not somewhere else!"