Lin Xiao, a top student in 985, was taking a passionate bath in the Northeast Bathhouse when his foot slipped and he was transported to Yihongyuan in another world.
"What kind of breakthrough is this? I'm freezing to death!" She wrapped herself in a sheet and spoke in Northeastern dialect.
The madam pinched her nose and threw away her rag shirt: "You're new here, I'll pick up the guests tonight!"
Lin Xiao took out the soap with his backhand: "Receive a guest? Give me a chemistry lesson first!"
She built city walls with homemade cement, used local fertilizers to grow high-yield grain, and used simple artillery to bombard the rebels.
The civil and military officials of the dynasty called her a witch and deceived the country. She made a simple telegraph machine live broadcast: "Come on, bb, why are you yelling at each other in the air?"
The emperor wanted to have a concubine, so she took out the microscope and said, "Look at the mites on your body. Are they worthy of my 985 high-altitude cells?"
It's just that there is always a low-end prince's bastard who neither his father nor his mother loves, squatting at the door of her laboratory every day and eating cold buns.
"Sister, the steamed buns are cold." The young man looked helplessly.
Lin Xiao looked at his handsome face and the faint dragon birthmark on his waist, and patted his thigh:
"It's so cool! Hang out with me, and I'll use technology to bake you a royal throne as a steamed bun!"
