The Tang Dynasty...
It was equally a brilliant era. Xu Wenbin thought about what he knew and savored the dishes that Jiang He had prepared meticulously.
From Emperor Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wu of the Han to the modern metropolis, as time flowed, countless people hurried by. Farmlands and houses had been replaced by skyscrapers, buildings rising swiftly from the ground, trains whistled past, and crowds surged.
In the past, he had always felt that history, veiled in the mystery of time, was the most enchanting.
Now, on the contrary, he felt that the footprints humans had left in history and the prosperity they had created with their own hands were the real miracles.
The greatness of creation, the wonders of the world.
"Modern times are really wonderful," he exclaimed.
Xu Wenbin sighed as he picked up a rib with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Zhou Suzhi glanced at him somewhat perplexedly,
