Sky Curtain: Random stalls with rhinoceros horns, shaking the entire dynasty.

Faced with the crowd's complaints and protests, Jiang Feng took off his mask, revealing a sunny smile full of apology.

"Dear students, I'm really sorry. Today is my first day setting up a stall, and I didn't get the quantities right. We're completely out of ingredients."

"But don't worry, everyone, I'll still be setting up my stall at this location tomorrow night at 8:30 PM sharp. I'll make sure to prepare extra ingredients so everyone can get a bite!"

Hearing Jiang Feng's promise, the crowd, though still somewhat unwilling, could only disperse helplessly.

"Boss, please don't stand me up tomorrow! I'll come early to line up!"

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Once the crowd had mostly dispersed, Jiang Feng turned to Su Mu, who was still standing there looking dejected, and said somewhat apologetically.

"Senior, I'm so sorry, we sold out of the last bit of base sauce. Come early tomorrow, and I'll treat you to a free serving as an apology."

Su Mu's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard Jiang Feng address her.

"You call me senior? Are you also a student at Peking University?" Su Mu looked Jiang Feng up and down curiously.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Yes, I'm a freshman who just enrolled this year. I saw you were wearing a dance outfit earlier, so you must be a sophomore or junior from the art school, right?"

Su Mu suddenly realized that although he was very curious about this junior student with amazing skills, he didn't disturb him too much since he was tidying up his stall.

"Okay, you said it yourself. I'll definitely come tomorrow to try the crispy pork you made yourself. Don't forget my free spot!"

Su Mu winked playfully, then lowered her head and waved at Xiao Sizi.

"Little sister, I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, beautiful lady~"

Little Sizi waved her chubby, oily hands and responded in a childish voice.

Watching Su Mu's departing figure, Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and focused all his attention on the pink dumpling sitting on the small stool.

As the surrounding noise gradually faded, the neon lights of the night market shone on Xiao Sizi, making her elaborately made and exquisitely embroidered Tang Dynasty ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) stand out.

Jiang Feng crouched down to be at eye level with Xiao Sizi and asked in a gentle tone.

"Alright, you little glutton, you've eaten your fill of meat now. Tell your brother, what's your name? What are your parents' phone numbers?"

"I'll lend you my phone, so you can call them. They must be frantic with worry right now."

Little Sizi, having eaten and drunk his fill, was contentedly patting his round little belly when he heard Jiang Feng's question, and a look of confusion appeared on his little face.

"Little Nangjun, what's a phone number? I don't know what this is."

Jiang Feng was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "Don't kids these days even know their parents' phone numbers?"

"You must know your father's name, right? Or which neighborhood you live in?" Jiang Feng patiently continued to guide him.

Little Sizi raised his chin and said with great pride.

"My name is Rhinoceros Duck, and my father's name is Li Shimin! My family lives in a very, very big palace!"

Jiang Feng's smile froze instantly.

"What did you say your name was? What's your father's name?"

Jiang Feng thought he had misheard and picked at his ears.

"My father's name is Li Shimin! He's the emperor of the Tang Dynasty! My mother is Empress Zhangsun! Everyone treats me so well!"

Little Sizi stood with her hands on her hips, her big eyes sparkling, looking like she wanted to be praised for her cuteness.

Jiang Feng gasped, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.

Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty?

Empress Zhangsun?

Sizi? Princess Jinyang?!

He suddenly moved closer to Xiao Sizi and carefully examined the clothes she was wearing.

He hadn't seen it clearly from a distance, but now that he was closer, Jiang Feng realized that the material of the clothes was not a synthetic fiber fabric that could be produced on a modern industrial assembly line.

The gold thread embroidery on the lapel was incredibly lifelike, and the fabric shimmered with the soft luster of natural silk.

The stitching and cutting methods are entirely traditional, without any trace of modern zippers or Velcro.

This is not a cosplay outfit from a comic convention at all; it is a genuine ancient court dress!

It felt as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through Jiang Feng's mind.

"Holy crap...no way?"

Jiang Feng swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he looked at Xiao Sizi.

"Little girl, you...you're really not joking with me? This is the future! More than a thousand years have passed since the Tang Dynasty!"

boom!!!

Jiang Feng's words, "This is the future," though not spoken loudly, were transmitted without reservation through the mysterious sky above to all the ancient people watching the live broadcast throughout history.

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin was initially pleased to hear his daughter introduce herself, but when Jiang Feng said, "This is the future, more than a thousand years ago, after the Tang Dynasty," he was disheartened.

The body of this emperor, who was considered one of the greatest emperors in history, suddenly shook violently, as if all his strength had been drained, and he staggered back two steps.

"The...the future?! More than a thousand years later?!"

Li Shimin's lips trembled violently, his eyes fixed on the sky, filled with undisguised shock and disbelief.

"My son... has actually traversed a thousand years and arrived in the future?! How is this possible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Empress Zhangsun was deathly pale. She gripped the arm of the palace maid beside her tightly, her nails digging into the maid's flesh, and tears streamed down her face.

"A thousand years from now... what about the Tang Dynasty? Will the Tang Dynasty still exist? Your Majesty, our Prince will be all alone a thousand years from now, how will he survive!"

Empress Zhangsun was devastated.

The Qin Dynasty

Outside Xianyang Palace, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The fervor and anticipation on Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng's face froze instantly, replaced by an unparalleled astonishment and terror.

"That's not paradise...that's actually the future?!"

Ying Zheng's voice became shrill with extreme shock. He grabbed Li Si's collar and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"If that is a thousand years from now, what will become of my Great Qin?! What will become of my eternal dynasty?!"

"Why does that scene from later generations bear absolutely no resemblance to my Great Qin?! Why is that man dressed so strangely, and his hair cut so short?!"

A strong sense of unease welled up in Ying Zheng's heart.

He spent his entire life pursuing immortality and the eternal reign of the Qin Dynasty, but the future displayed in the heavens mercilessly mocked his delusions.

The Ming Dynasty Era.

The rice bowl in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand fell to the table with a thud and shattered into pieces.

Old Zhu suddenly stood up, staring intently at the sky, his breathing becoming rapid.

"More than a thousand years later... more than a thousand years after the Tang Dynasty... wouldn't that be an era even later than our Ming Dynasty?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered uncertainly. He finally understood why the man in white could pour out two buckets of oil without any hesitation.

That's in the future!

That was a world that spanned countless dynasties!