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

"How was it? Did you have fun?" Before they knew it, it was dusk. Jiang Chuan had taken Zhu Jingjing to try all the rides in the amusement park.

Looking at the smiling children around her, Zhu Jingjing nodded vigorously, "If only the children of our Great Ming Dynasty could also have the opportunity to come and play."

Jiang Chuan wanted to comfort her and say that it was definitely possible, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

It's already a miracle that Zhu Jingjing was able to travel to the modern era. If there were a few more time travelers, it would definitely cause a sensation.

"Jingjing, it's getting late, we should go home," Jiang Chuan said.

Although she hadn't had enough fun yet, Zhu Jingjing obediently nodded. She had a very happy day, so she would listen to Jiang Chuan's advice.

Just as they stepped out of the amusement park, Zhu Jingjing suddenly stopped, remaining motionless despite Jiang Chuan's gentle tugging.

Jiang Chuan quickly asked, "Jingjing, what are you looking at?"

Zhu Jingjing pointed to the cotton candy machine by the roadside, "Brother, is that a machine that makes clouds? So clouds are edible!"

"Didn't I teach you that clouds are just a mixture of water droplets and ice crystals? Who would eat them?" Jiang Chuan said helplessly. Zhu Jingjing had completely forgotten everything he had taught her today. "That's cotton candy, a sweet made from white sugar. I loved eating it when I was little."

Watching the child who had bought cotton candy happily devour it, Zhu Jingjing wiped her lips as if she were wiping away non-existent drool.

"What, you want some too?" Zhu Jingjing's thoughts were written all over her face, and Jiang Chuan saw right through her. "Buying it for you isn't out of the question, but you have to promise me one thing first!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingjing became wary. "What do you want me to do now?"

Jiang Chuan chuckled and said, "Jingjing, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

Zhu Jingjing pouted, her eyes full of suspicion. "No, we have to make this clear! I almost fell for your trick last time. If it weren't for my godmother, I would have been sleeping on the sofa!"

I didn't expect this little princess to hold a grudge.

Jiang Chuan gently pinched Zhu Jingjing's tender cheek and said, "I just want to give you a history lesson when we get home. That's not an unreasonable request, is it?"

"No problem, I promise you, I'll listen carefully in class!" Zhu Jingjing agreed without hesitation. She really enjoyed listening to Jiang Chuan talk about history; it was much more interesting than those old scholars in the palace.

Jiang Chuan then led her to the cotton machine.

The vendor, an elderly woman, smiled and said to Zhu Jingjing, "What a cute little girl! What flavor of cotton candy would you like?"

"Flavors?" Zhu Jingjing asked, puzzled. If it's candy, isn't it supposed to be sweet? How could it have other flavors?

"We have original flavor, strawberry flavor, apple flavor..." The vendor patiently listed all the flavors like a menu item.

Zhu Jingjing pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised her head, her large, watery eyes fixed on Jiang Chuan.

Judging from her posture, she probably wants to buy one of every flavor.

"No, you can only choose one!" Jiang Chuan refused resolutely, not mentioning the storage problem, as eating too many cotton candies is not good for your health.

"Then I'll have the apple flavor."

Zhu Jingjing had no choice but to compromise. At first, she was a little disappointed, but when she saw that the vendor only had that small wooden stick, pink "clouds" seemed to appear out of thin air, wrapping around the stick layer by layer.

"Wow, amazing!" She clapped her hands excitedly. This was much more interesting than the opera troupe that was invited to perform in the palace!

Here, your apple-flavored marshmallow.

Zhu Jingjing excitedly accepted the cotton candy, wanting to ask the stall owner how it was made, but she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

There was nothing she could do but give up for now and ask Jiang Chuan again later.

"This is..." Zhu Jingjing tried taking a bite and was immediately amazed by the amazing texture. "It melted as soon as I put it in my mouth, like an ice cube. It's so amazing!"

"This is the most traditional type of cotton candy. Because it's made by melting white sugar, pulling it into strands, and then winding it into a fluffy ball, it melts in your mouth," Jiang Chuan explained with a smile. "There's also another type of cotton candy that's like regular candy. It has a soft and sticky texture and a unique flavor."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingjing immediately became interested. "Brother Jiang, when shall we go eat something else?"

"You little glutton!" Jiang Chuan patted her on the head lightly and said, "They sell the other kind in supermarkets. We can buy some on our way back, but don't eat too much at once!"

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Hall.

Little Sizi looked on with envy; the fluffy cotton candy was extremely attractive to children, just by its appearance.

Coupled with Zhu Jingjing's description and her blissful expression, it instantly whetted Xiao Sizi's appetite.

"Father, I want a cloud too!" Little Sizi tugged at Li Shimin's beard, begging for cotton candy.

"Little princess, stop pulling your father's beard!" Li Shimin winced in pain, but since it was his beloved little princess pulling his beard, he had no choice but to endure it. "Issue my decree: summon all the imperial chefs to me!"

Li Shimin had just heard that the raw material for making cotton candy was sugar, which was not a rare commodity for the royal family.

He couldn't satisfy Xiao Sizi's desire for things like roller coasters, but he could still give her candy.

He couldn't satisfy Xiao Sizi's desire for things like roller coasters, but he could still give her candy.

Within half an hour, dozens of imperial chefs were already waiting in front of the palace for Li Shimin's instructions.

"You've all seen this. You have three days to figure out how to make cotton candy, or you'll all be demoted and have your salaries reduced!"

Upon hearing this, the imperial chefs in front of the palace looked at each other and knelt down at the same time.

"Your Majesty, the cotton candy seems to have appeared out of thin air. We've discussed it, but we're still clueless..."

Li Shimin's face darkened, and he angrily said, "I haven't mistreated you, have I? Your monthly salaries are almost as high as those of a seventh-rank official, and you can't even make cotton candy for my daughter?"

The imperial chefs were filled with shame, but none of them dared to make any boastful claims.

After all, the way those cotton candies were made was far beyond their comprehension, and there was no way to imitate it.

"Your Majesty," Wei Zheng stepped forward and advised, "in my opinion, the key to making cotton candy lies not in culinary skills, but in that strange machine. Unless the machine can be replicated, forcing the chefs in the kitchen will be of no use."

After a moment's thought, Li Shimin sighed softly, "What you say makes sense, my dear minister. Since you can't make cotton candy, then go and research some new candies and preserves. You may all leave."

The imperial chefs quickly thanked the emperor and withdrew.

Little Sizi pleaded, "Father, Sizi wants to eat cotton candy!"

Li Shimin held the little Sizi and said softly, "Sizi, the chefs in the kitchen really couldn't make it. Your father has already sent them to research new candies. Please forgive your father, okay?"

Little Sizi pouted and reluctantly let go of his beard. "I'm so envious of that older sister! Sizi wants to go there too!"