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

Meng Yi, standing to the side, asked in astonishment, "Your Majesty, how do you think their descendants fed so many people?"

Ying Zheng was silent at this moment. Over a billion people! His Qin Dynasty's population was less than a fraction of what it would become in later generations.

The Great Han Dynasty, Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che was also stunned.

"The population of my great Han Dynasty is probably only a few tens of millions, isn't it?"

He murmured, "And how many students are there in my Imperial Academy? Probably only a few dozen?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Qing shook his head and smiled wryly, "Your Majesty, how can these be compared? The students at the Imperial Academy are all pillars of society."

Huo Qubing, who was listening nearby, was stunned. Suddenly, he blurted out, "Your Majesty, with over a billion people, if each person had a stone, we could wipe out the Xiongnu."

Liu Che glared at him. "Can't you think of something else?"

However, Huo Qubing's words really struck a chord with him. Indeed, if each person had a stone, it would be enough to fill up not only the Xiongnu, but the entire northern desert.

Xuchang during the Three Kingdoms period.

Cao Cao sighed and said, "It's a pity that the world is in chaos now. Not to mention ordinary people, even the sons of wealthy families may not have the opportunity to go to school."

Guo Jia sighed, "My lord is right, the scenery of later generations is indeed enviable."

Xinye.

Liu Bei sighed deeply, "I really don't know when this world will be as prosperous as it is in later generations."

Zhang Fei scratched his head, "Brother, over a billion people, that's a huge scene!"

Guan Yu stroked his beard and said, "Yide, don't ask anymore, you can't imagine it."

The Great Song Dynasty, Chuigong Hall.

Zhao Kuangyin could no longer laugh at this moment.

He had only been on the throne for a short time when the Song Dynasty needed to work hard to govern and encourage learning.

"Someone come here!"

Zhao Kuangyin shouted outside, "Go and summon the head of the Imperial Academy to me. My Great Song Dynasty still lags far behind in education."

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang was completely dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and patted his face.

"Did we hear that right, Biao'er?"

He turned to look at Zhu Biao, "The Imperial Academy in later generations had hundreds of thousands of students every year?"

Zhu Biao was also shocked. "Father, you heard right, it really is over 100,000 people."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and said, "Since the founding of our country, the Imperial Academy only has a little over four hundred people."

Zhu Di whispered to himself, "Four hundred against over ten thousand, that's a difference of several hundred times."

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him. "Can't we do the math? Do you need to tell us?"

Zhu Di quickly shut up.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"We thought our Ming Dynasty was so wonderful, but now it seems..."

He stopped and said in a deep voice, "It seems we still need to encourage the imperial examinations and recruit more scholars. Learning should be the foremost virtue in the world!"

Zhu Biao nodded and said, "Father is absolutely right."

The modern world.

Jiang Chuan saw Zhu Jingjing still standing there in a daze and laughed, "What's wrong? Were you scared?"

Zhu Jingjing came to her senses and shook her head, saying, "I just didn't expect there to be so many people in this world, and so many scholars."

Jiang Chuan nodded and said, "Yes, so that waitress is probably a college student working part-time to earn some money, not a maid."

He and Zhu Jingjing were chatting when the waiter pushed a small cart over.

The car was packed full of food.

Beef rolls, lamb rolls, shrimp paste and tripe, duck intestines and beef aorta, enoki mushrooms, baby bok choy, kelp knots, potato slices...

Red, white, green, and yellow—the truck was completely full.

The hot pot was boiling, with chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns bubbling and simmering in the spicy broth.

The clear broth, on the other hand, was milky white, with a few red dates and goji berries floating on top, emitting a fragrant aroma, and the entire table was enveloped in steam.

Jiang Chuan took the plate of food and said, "I'll do it! By the way, miss, are you here for a part-time job to support yourself during your studies?"

The waiter smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I'm from Linchuan University."

Jiang Chuan looked at Zhu Jingjing and smiled, "See, I told you, she really is a college student."

The waiter looked at the two of them curiously. "You two aren't upperclassmen, are you?"

Jiang Chuan waved his hand, "I graduated a long time ago. I was just asking casually. Here, thank you for your help."

He took out his phone, scanned the QR code, and gave her a small tip.

The waiter thanked him, pushed the cart away, and was still puzzled.

Judging from Jiang Chuan and Zhu Jingjing's appearance, they are clearly about the same age as her.

Watching the waiter's retreating figure, Zhu Jingjing suddenly asked Jiang Chuan, "Did you also go to university?"

Jiang Chuan thought for a moment and said, "It can't be completely considered that."

Zhu Jingjing was puzzled. "What does this mean?"

As Jiang Chuan set out the dishes, he said, "I was admitted without taking the entrance exam, but not to a university, it was..."

He looked around, then lowered his voice, "This institution is rather special; you can think of it as the country's highest military research center."

Zhu Jingjing blinked.

She didn't quite understand what a military research center was, but judging from the name, she knew this place must be something special.

Jiang Chuan didn't offer much explanation.

This is only because Zhu Jingjing was from ancient times; otherwise, he would never have told anyone this.

He did not attend university, but he does not need a degree to prove himself.

"Come on, the pot's boiling."

Jiang Chuan picked up his chopsticks. "You can start cooking now. I'll teach you how to eat these."

He picked up a piece of tripe and put it into the red soup pot.

"This tripe only needs to be cooked for seven or eight seconds; it will become tough if cooked for too long."

After counting for seven or eight seconds, Jiang Chuan scooped it out and put it in Zhu Jingjing's bowl, "Try it."

Zhu Jingjing took a small bite.

The tripe is very crisp and chewy, and after soaking up the broth, it's both numbing and spicy.

Her eyes lit up immediately. "Delicious!"

Jiang Chuan picked up another piece of beef tongue and put it into the pot.

"This is beef tongue, it only needs to be cooked in the broth for a short while."

"The kelp needs to be cooked a little longer, and so do these meatballs. They're ready to eat once they float to the surface..."

Zhu Jingjing watched attentively and tried to learn.

Jiang Chuan prepared another dipping sauce for her, saying, "It tastes even better with this."

Zhu Jingjing picked up a slice of cooked mutton, rolled it in the dipping sauce, and put it in her mouth.

Her eyes widened instantly.

"Oh my God!"

She covered her mouth, "This flavor...it's so rich and delicious!"

She didn't even care that it was hot, and quickly picked up another piece of tripe, eating non-stop.

Beyond the sky.

At the entrance of the Fengtian Hall in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched his daughter eat with such relish and couldn't help but smack his lips.

"You really shouldn't say that."

He turned to Empress Ma and said, "Jing'er won't suffer if she goes to the future. Look, we're all craving it. We want to try it too."

Empress Ma glared at him and said, "What did you say? You don't want the Ming Dynasty anymore?"

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled: "We were just talking. Of course we need the empire."

But his eyes never left the hot pot; it looked so delicious!

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

As Li Shimin was looking at the sky, Jiang Chuan suddenly brought over a large plate in the scene.