Durin's Diary

Chapter 870 Three Hundred Cups

"What is this."

Today, Du Lin had nothing to do, so he took his rabbit spirit to visit the museum in Beijing. The museum was so big and the door was so big. As soon as Du Lin walked in, he saw a small diary with a yellow cover.

Its cover was curled up, and it was obvious that it was very old.

There is a string of very beautiful words on it, a recipe.

"It's the first cookbook in Chang Tang's history." Chief Ping said, pointing to the small sign under the lid.

"I know it's a recipe, but the key is whose recipe it is." Du Lin asked curiously.

The rabbit spirit beside him was also very curious.

"Legend has it that this is the recipe that the old goddess Nuwa gave to the ancestors of the Chang Tang people. I don't know the details, and no one knows where it came from, but the legend says so, so I think it must be so." Chief Ping said, waving his hand. "I'm going to go see my daughter. She's in charge of the collection here. You guys keep an eye on it first."

Chief Ping left, and Du Lin was silent for a long time as he looked at the recipe in front of him.

Daju, do you think that this diary looks similar to the old-age artifacts that we took out from the stasis field in our time?

I think they are quite similar, but I guess Eleven won’t understand. Let me explain it to him.

Eleven also sighed after hearing Daju's explanation.

This must have been given to the ancestors of Chang Tang by an unknown member of the Huaxia group at the research center. They wanted to pass on the traditions of this land.

That is inevitable. For us, whether it is southern Thailand, Changtang or China, the land under our feet is our hometown.

That's so true.

The doctor-patient relationship today is extremely harmonious.

The cookbook itself wasn't anything interesting, so Du Lin took Melinda into the museum, where they saw all sorts of strange and bizarre things.

What made Du Lin most uneasy was the oldest set of microwave ovens.

This thing should have been owned by the Chang Tang people when they first established the country in the ecosystem. However, they had technology but no skills, so they were forgotten after it broke. Later, like many other things, it was dug out of the ground by the Chang Tang people.

So we entered the museum.

Why do I feel like there's an illusion of a Warhammer worldview? This is some ancient and advanced drama.

Isn’t it? There is something so advanced that it was created a thousand years ago. We can’t replicate it, so we might as well put it in a museum for exhibition.

Du Lin also looked embarrassed.

However, the rabbit spirit was not embarrassed at all. She was enjoying watching the old era area.

As Du Lin walked along, he saw broken microwave ovens, broken refrigerators, broken projection TVs, and broken anti-gravity tablet computers.

The old era of this world is really outrageous. What is a broken anti-gravity tablet? Can you tell me that such a thing can resist gravity and can be used without the user holding it with his hands?

·It’s even more advanced than the technology we had in our previous life.

Daju sighed as he looked at a robotic body behind him, because there were two lines of words written on the label of this thing.

Old-era military robots, until now we have only reproduced half of its working principles and one-third of its parts.
Du Lin felt like the sky was falling - so you guys just ignore the microwave ovens and refrigerators because they are useless in war, but you go all out to reverse the trend because the robotic prostheses are useful, right?

Well done, this is what a real man should do.

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After visiting the Old Era area, Du Lin thought that the next ones would not be so incredible until he saw a refrigerator that used ice cubes in the New Era area.

Daju and Eleven screamed, crawled, scratched, and tumbled in Dulin's mind. Dulin looked at how this thing worked—well, making ice was something every mage knew back then, so this kind of refrigerator came into being. There was a lid on the back of the refrigerator, which you could open to put in several blocks of ice and replace them on a schedule.

The principle sounds good, but this thing soon lost its market - because it is too hot in the south, the refrigerator's sealing is not good, and the food inside cannot be kept for long. As for the north, this thing is quite good - after all, once the back cover is opened, no ice is needed.

I really underestimated their imagination.

Eleven muttered there.

Daju expressed some understanding of people's desire for refrigerators at that time: "Look, having a refrigerator is such a good thing. It prevents things from spoiling. Although this thing seems useless, it is at least a brave attempt."

Then Du Lin saw Chang Tangren’s subsequent attempt - the ice cooling chair.

This thing works on a similar principle to the first refrigerator of the new era, with ice cubes placed under the backrest and seat cushions of the chair.

The evaluation is - it is indeed very cool, and this thing sells very well in the south. The only problem is that it is not friendly to middle-aged and elderly people. The overly cold chair back and seat cushion will make the elderly's cold waist and pelvis scream.

All in all, I regret it very much.

"I think this is a good idea. How about we make a few to try when we get back?" Melinda asked Du Lin.

Du Lin had no objection to this: "No problem, we can try making a few of these in the Everburning Nest for the guests to try out."

This thing is simple, Du Lin can copy it with his eyes closed.

Then he and Melinda came to the next artifact.

Hmm...a bicycle with pretty big wheels.

The sign reads: The first bicycle produced by Changtang Shangjing No. 1 Foundry.

"This car is so big, is it used by giants?" Melinda asked curiously.

"Maybe it's really used by giants." Du Lin always felt that this thing was too big.

Passing the bicycle, the things behind were basically biological supplies, and even the first iron pot. This pot aroused Du Lin's curiosity, and he looked at the content on the sign - the first iron pot trial-produced by Qiantang Seventh Foundry, which was extremely effective for frying sugar color and was a peerless pot passed down by the Chang Tang civilization to this day.

Uh...I think it's okay.

Daju analyzed it this way.

I think there is indeed no problem. Stir-frying sugar color is the biggest political correctness of Chang Tang. After all, it is an indispensable part of many sweet and sour foods. What do you think, Du Lin?

I prefer sweet and sour pork ribs. The ribs have too many bones and they will knock your front teeth, I tell you.

Du Lin told the truth.

I am sad that you don’t like sweet and sour spareribs, but I am satisfied that you like sweet and sour pork tenderloin. Sweet and sour is a good civilization, which gives food a whole new beauty.

Daju sighed.

Strange, now that I think about it, I did see these two dishes last time at Xiang Jian Huan, but I am very curious why people in Shangjing like sweet and sour food.

Eleven said this in a somewhat strange way.

Don’t think too much, there is no need to categorize delicious food into different levels.

Du Lin sighed at this, then he looked at his rabbit spirit and said, "How about I make sweet and sour carrots for you next time?"

"Is it delicious?" asked the rabbit spirit.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Du Lin has his own theory on this.

(End of this chapter)