When Lin Feng woke up, he was an undocumented man on the streets of the early Tang Dynasty. Even more absurdly, he discovered that time seemed to have forgotten his body: he was aging at an impossibly slow pace!
He had no System, no golden finger, just a head full of modern knowledge and the heart of a social butterfly.
To survive across a thousand years of history, he honed the one talent he had: making friends! From a tipsy Li Bai to a troubled Du Fu, from the laid-back Wang Wei to the food-loving Su Shi, Lin Feng always found some bizarre yet plausible way into the circles of these legends, becoming their drinking buddy, partner in mischief, and confidant.
He lived through the splendor of the High Tang and the tragedies of a land in turmoil, and witnessed the prosperity of the Song dynasties and the nation’s uncertain fate. At scenes where the Poet Immortal splashed ink and Su Dongpo stewed meat, he was the modern onlooker making frantic sarcastic asides in his head. This is a fantastical journey across the Tang and Song dynasties, an unconventional “history” written through friendship, because Lin Feng’s stories always begin with, “I have a friend...”
