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

Modern times, at Jiangchuan's home.

Lin Xiaoyu stared at the packet of instant noodles on the table, her expression complicated.

She used to eat this all the time during her student days, but hadn't touched it since graduation. She never expected to be able to enjoy it with the little princess of the Ming Dynasty.

"Brother, how do we eat this instant noodles?" Zhu Jingjing rubbed her hands together, her face full of anticipation.

"You're interested? Then bring the noodles to the kitchen and watch me make them."

Jiang Chuan took the pot off the heat and added water, but the amount of water was half that he usually used when cooking noodles.

Zhu Jingjing carried the "giant" bag of instant noodles into the kitchen, her gaze falling on the milk on the stove. She asked疑惑地问道, "Brother, isn't that milk? Do these noodles need to be cooked with milk?"

"Normally, you just boil it in water," Jiang Chuan explained as he tore open the packaging and poured the noodles and seasoning packet into the pot. "Today, I'm showing you something new."

Zhu Jingjing looked at the two small bags remaining in the bag and asked in confusion, "Brother, what are these two bags...?"

"That's enough, we can't eat any more." Jiang Chuan affectionately rubbed her head and instructed, "Take the rest back and put it on the table."

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin was engrossed in reviewing the first batch of memorials, showing little interest in his surroundings.

The little rhinoceros in his arms, however, was captivated by the celestial curtain, excitedly tugging at his dragon robe, "Father, the rhinoceros wants to eat the milk-cooked soup dumplings too!"

Li Shimin glanced up at the sky and casually ordered, "Order the Imperial Kitchen to use milk to cook 'Shuiyin' (a type of soup) for tonight's dinner."

Before he could finish speaking, Little Si suddenly pointed to the sky again, "Father, look! That brother has added something again!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin looked up and was immediately stunned. "What is this? It looks like it's extracted from cow's milk, but it's neither milk curd nor ghee. It's truly strange!"

modern.

"Brother, what did you add?" Zhu Jingjing tiptoed and gently rested her chin on Jiang Chuan's shoulder, staring curiously at the yellow slices he put into the pot.

"This is called cheese. It's extracted from milk and is similar to fermented bean curd from the Tang Dynasty," Jiang Chuan explained, stirring constantly with chopsticks as he watched the cheese slices slowly melt in the hot soup.

Zhu Jingjing sniffed hard, the rich milky aroma mixed with a hint of spiciness. "It smells quite good, but I wonder what it tastes like."

Jiang Chuan affectionately ruffled her hair and chuckled, "Alright! Go wait at the dining table, be careful not to burn yourself."

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin lowered his eyes to examine the fermented bean curd on the table. Although this was not rare in the Tang Dynasty, it was far less exquisite than the "cheese" in the sky.

He stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "Looking at these two things, their shapes and textures are completely different. Jiang Chuan said they are similar, but I really can't agree with that."

Little Sizi stretched out her jade finger, lightly touched the fermented bean curd, and then put it in her mouth. "Father, Sizi thinks that the 'cheese' is the essence of the fermented bean curd. It is refined to become golden and soft."

"Though they differ in form, do they share the same origin?" Upon hearing this, Li Shimin's eyes flashed with surprise. He nodded in approval and said, "Your insight is unique! I have observed that your recent practice of copying 'flying white' calligraphy has been increasingly refined. Given time, you will surely be able to establish your own style."

Little Sizi pouted slightly and gently tugged at Li Shimin's sleeve, "Father, that 'water guide'..."

Li Shimin understood and immediately ordered loudly, "Summon the Imperial Kitchen to add fermented bean curd before the 'water-based sauce' is taken off the heat, according to later methods. Once it has melted, bring it here immediately so that I and the Prince can taste it together!"

modern.

Zhu Jingjing's forehead was covered in sweat, and her hair was damp with moisture.

She blew on the golden noodles she had picked up, then quickly swallowed them in one gulp. They were so hot that she gasped for breath, but she couldn't stop eating.

"Jingjing, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Seeing her wolfing down her food, Jiang Chuan chuckled, "There's more in the pot if you're not full, I'll go get you some more."

Zhu Jingjing took the tissue and wiped her sweat, sniffed hard, and mumbled, "Brother, this noodle tastes so unique! It's spicy, but it also has a sweet, milky aroma. It's so addictive!"

"I cooked it myself, so the food I serve is definitely something special," Jiang Chuan said with a smile. Then, he changed the subject, "I once saw a video online discussing whether Zhuge Liang could have successfully launched his Northern Expeditions if he had been given an unlimited supply of instant noodles."

After speaking, he looked at the little princess, waiting for her answer.

"Maybe it will work..." Zhu Jingjing scratched her head, her tone somewhat uncertain.

"Whether it will succeed in reality, I have no way of knowing," Jiang Chuan said confidently, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table. "But the online discussions all seem to suggest it will be a piece of cake!"

"Everyone says that if there were an inexhaustible supply of instant noodles, let alone a northern expedition, it wouldn't be difficult to make Cao Cao's million-strong army surrender at the mere mention of their name! How could Kongming have ended up with the eternal regret of 'dying before achieving his goal'?" Jiang Chuan sighed softly and said quietly.

Three Kingdoms, new fields.

"Strategist," Jiang Chuan's words struck Liu Bei like a thunderbolt, causing him to furrow his brow. "According to Jiang Chuan, the restoration of our Han Dynasty..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fei slammed his spear heavily on the ground. "Brother! Why listen to that brat's nonsense! My Zhang's eighteen-foot spear and Second Brother's Green Dragon Crescent Blade will surely wipe out Cao Cao's army!"

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "Third brother, don't be rash. Listen to the strategist's wise advice."

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan and pondered, "Since young friend Jiang has spoken of a northern expedition, it is clear that Heaven's will has not been abandoned. If we plan properly, we may very well succeed."

Liu Bei looked up to the sky and sighed, "If Heaven takes pity on us and protects our Han Dynasty, then grant my army an inexhaustible supply of 'instant noodles,' and we will have no fear of losing the Central Plains!"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at the sky, his tone full of admiration: "This noodle soup is made with cow's milk; such a way of eating is truly unheard of!"

Empress Ma covered her mouth and chuckled upon hearing this, "Chongba, do you perhaps also wish to taste that noodle dish?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, rose, and sighed, "The noodles, before they were cooked, were golden in color and had a firm texture, completely different from the noodles of my Great Ming Dynasty! How could I not want to try them?"

"Chongba, don't be impatient." Empress Ma stepped forward slowly and said gently, "Perhaps one day Jing'er will return and bring back a packet for you to try."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly, a hint of expectation appearing in his eyes, "If that day ever comes, I will have no regrets."

modern.

Zhu Jingjing nestled on the sofa, comfortably rubbing her stomach. "If only Father and Mother could try some!"

Jiang Chuan turned his gaze away from Lin Xiaoyu's retreating figure as she washed the dishes, and chuckled, "Old Zhu won't have that kind of luck! Even if the entire Ming Dynasty mobilized its resources, it couldn't replicate the noodles and spices used in these instant noodles!"

"I was just making a comment!" The little princess pouted and glared at him resentfully.

Jiang Chuan's gaze swept across the coffee table, then he suddenly paused, "Jingjing, weren't there two packs left? How come there's only one left?"