"What can you do after reading ancient Chinese literature? You can't find a job."
Meng Qingyou used his personal experience to explain: You can travel through time and work as a busboy in a restaurant.
An undergraduate majoring in Chinese language made wontons in ancient times. Is this also a professional counterpart?
It was just a coincidence that someone ate to death on the first bowl of wontons, and this person was an outstanding student of the Tang School.
In this era where "women are inferior in everything, only men are good at education", young intellectual women in the new society seem to be useless.
Who said that! Meng Qingyou refused: "I can make wontons, and I can also write books!"
Young Master Tang waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "How could such a big country, a land of etiquette, have such naughty women? Tsk."
——After the fall of the Tang family, the ragged young Master Tang held a bowl of wontons pitifully, "Actually, my grandfather is from Xianbei and herds horses outside the pass. My father was in his thirties when he surrendered to the Han Dynasty and was crowned king, so he picked up a writing brush."
Warning: I prefer contrasting cute and rough guys, so the male protagonist is of Xianbei descent, and he has early-stage straight male cancer, which will only heal after being hammered.
Intention: Even if there is a strong wind, never give up in life