I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 39

Chapter 39

 Gold and silver, which were used as currency in the Tang Dynasty, are much more valuable than ordinary currency in modern times.

Yan Tingxin had an idea, can she barter?

But what could she exchange with the ancients?

Use any door to buy and sell cultural relics back and forth between ancient and modern times?

No...... Yan Tingxin glanced at the Tang Dynasty Imperial Forest Army patrolling the streets and alleys of Chang'an, and then thought about the modern criminal police who tracked down the dealers of cultural relics......

No！ She's principled!

Cultural relics or anything can't be done, barter for some ordinary, very practical things for ancient people, just to exchange for some food on the streets of the Tang Dynasty should be okay.

What little things to change?

Yan Tingxin quietly found a broken door, and after going home to look for it, he took a box of newly bought embroidery needles, tore off the label, and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Then, she went to the stall and asked the boss if she could use this box of needles to exchange it for a bowl of crispy mountains with him.

Because of the difference between ancient Chinese pronunciation and dialect pronunciation, she had difficulty communicating with the stall owner, so she could only use her fingers to point to and fro.

Stallholder: "!! In

modern times, an ordinary dessert costs about ten or twenty yuan, and the box of embroidery needles she bought also costs more than ten yuan, she originally just wanted to change this box of needles to the same price as a dessert, but the stall owner probably understood her intention to barter, and the stall owner's eyes lit up instantly.

Cane pulp poured cherries, arranged!

Suyama, arrangement!

Acacia leaf cold tao, arrangement!

Barbecue lamb, arrangement!

Feast, arrangement!

......

Yan Tingxin sat in the shop of a small shop in the Tang Dynasty, drooling at the gluttonous feast at this table.

Can you eat it?

I just gave a box of embroidery needles!

However, the stall owner thought she was not satisfied with the food, and gestured to her in the Old Chinese dialect that if she didn't think it was enough, she could serve her other delicacies! Serve her as much as she wants.

Yan Tingxin was stunned.

As everyone knows, in ancient times, uniformly slender and durable needles were very expensive.

"As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle" This ancient proverb, although it is expressing the meaning that people should insist, but it can also reflect how difficult it is to grind a needle, and the master who needs "deep kung fu" needs to slowly polish and polish the iron pestle, and also have to punch holes, not to mention such a uniform needle, in the eyes of the ancients, the box of needles given by Yan Tingxin is simply a 'master's work'.

'Marx believed that the value of a commodity (unit price) was directly proportional to the socially necessary labour time to produce it', which shows the value of a needle in antiquity.

In some TV series, a certain character gives a medical woman a set of acupuncture needles, and the medical girl will be pleasantly surprised, which looks like nothing from a modern point of view, and such a set of needles is great in ancient times.

......

Yan Tingxin had a full meal in the Tang Dynasty and felt the glory of the Tang Dynasty, and a bold idea popped up in Yan Tingxin's mind - she wanted to see Ning Huan during the Tang Dynasty monarch opera!

If you look at him before, it should be nothing.

Yan Tingxin's heart welled up with a little excitement, she was embarrassed to cover her face with a fan, hide behind the fan and snicker, and suppressed her laughter.

Why are you so happy all of a sudden?

Why do you want to laugh at the thought of meeting him a few years ago?

I'm just in the summer, it's too hot, and I want to escape the season, so I'm just going to go shopping in the cooler time.

Yan Tingxin patted his forehead with a fan to calm himself down.

She coughed, cleared her throat, pulled out the small mirror she had with her, looked at her makeup, and wiped her hair from shredded hair.

Then, after looking around, he silently chanted, 'I want to go to the set of Ning Huan's Tang Dynasty drama', and pushed open a dilapidated Tang Dynasty ancient door with his left hand.

The light dimmed, and she was in a film studio.

Because of her Tang costume, the staff thought she was an extra, and held a loudspeaker and called: "Don't run around the one in front, the extras are here to wait!"

Yan Tingxin didn't know that the field staff was calling her, and she was still looking around curiously, she just used any door to go to the streets and alleys of the Tang Dynasty, and felt the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty, and the drama that Ning Huan filmed back then was an imperial drama, and the huge film and television studio was set up with the scenery of the Tang Dynasty Imperial Palace.

The field attendant held up the loudspeaker and shouted several times: "The front, talk about you!" What to shake in front? Seeing

that Yan Tingxin was still in the fugue for nine days, he didn't have the slightest 'consciousness of an extra', raised his head and casually called out to Yan Tingxin in that direction: "You pull that messy guy over." Everyone

else had nothing to do with themselves, there was no movement, only a man in guard clothes took the initiative to walk in front of Yan Tingxin: "Don't go over there, let's get a boxed lunch here." "

Get a boxed lunch?!! Yan Tingxin turned his head, and when he saw the guard's face, he was very excited, mixed with happiness, apprehension, and nervousness: "Ning Huan? The

expression of the twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan was a little puzzled: "Do you know me?" "

'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan' led Yan Tingxin to the area where the extras were waiting, received two boxed lunches, and handed Yan Tingxin a box.

Yan Tingxin took the lunch box, and he had an idea, and made up a reason for their acquaintance: "I've seen your play." I'm a fan of yours! "

Thank you. "'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan' was quite shy: "What drama have you watched of me?" "

There are a lot of beautiful men in ancient costumes, rough men, righteous policemen, gangsters of local ruffians, young kings who care about the world, villains who destroy the world and evil, affectionate male second men, domineering presidents in suits and leather shoes, and comedy villains......

But now it seems that most of you didn't act.

Yan Tingxin thought for ten seconds: "I've seen you play the boy who killed Matt!! "

'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan': "???

Yan Tingxin: "You have a play where you have yellow hair color, and you form a band with the second male, and you are a guitarist." "

'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan': "This ...... Can you recognize me?

"Hmm! A lie, more lies are needed to round it up, Yan Tingxin continued to use her not smart little brain, making it up: "Because I was learning musical instruments recently, I noticed you playing guitar in the TV series, and I think you are very handsome!" "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan" was slightly embarrassed: "...... That look is exaggerated. "

It's especially attracting the attention of others. I'm not just talking about styling, but also about how seriously you play the guitar, and I don't know that you're not a professional guitarist. Yan Tingxin suddenly remembered their previous conversation: "Can I look at the fingers of your left hand?" "

'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan' opened his left palm ignorantly: "Is there anything?"

Yan Tingxin lowered his head and looked at his fingertips carefully: "Sure enough, there are calluses." "

'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan':"......" He held his palm, hiding his fingers, probably thinking that this girl's behavior was really strange.

The air froze for a moment.

Yan Tingxin touched the hair next to his ear, pretending not to be embarrassed at all.

No matter.

Her actions can't change the past, and people in the past won't know her.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan thanked politely: "Thank you for remembering me." I'm glad someone can remember me.

Yan Tingxin whispered, "You're welcome." "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan" handed Yan Tingxin another bottle of water: "You are probably my only fan."

Yan Tingxin shook his head and took the mineral water: "No! Not the only one. It's the first one at this moment, and there will be many, many more in the future. "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan smiled and didn't speak.

Yan Tingxin: "What will you play in your next play?" "Is it playing the emperor?

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan shook his head lightly: "I didn't receive the play."

Yan Tingxin was slightly surprised and comforted: "Maybe it will be in a while." Maybe, a crew will call you today and inform you to act. She laughed as she spoke.

But 'twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan' neither smiled nor spoke, Yan Tingxin tilted his head and looked into his eyes, and the atmosphere became dull for a while.

Yan Tingxin: "What's wrong with you?" "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan" pulled the boxed lunch, his eyes empty: "I'm hesitating, whether I should give up this road." "

In the past, he wouldn't say these words to someone he had just met, and he wouldn't say anything deep, but I don't know why, he actually had an inexplicable sense of closeness to her, the 'only fan'.

Yan Tingxin immediately encouraged: "Don't give up! You will definitely succeed. The

corners of the twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly, the phrase 'you will definitely succeed' was the words he used to numb himself, and now this sentence has no effect on him.

It's not that he can't persevere, but he has failed too many times, and after being picked and chosen, he still can't get a chance.

The bitterness that no one cares about, and the frustration is extremely strong.

There are also people around him who are about the same age, or who are also playing tricks, or who have transformed into singing and dancing, or changed careers to find other jobs...... Youth is precious, and you have been running tricks, is it a lifetime?

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan': "There are so many people who drift horizontally and northward every year, but there are only a handful of people who can really break out of the world. Even if I can get the next play, I'm just a small role.

Yan Tingxin: "There are no small roles, only small actors." "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan's eyebrows were raised, his drooping eyelids opened upward, and his eyes suddenly became brighter, as if he had seen a beam of light.

Yan Tingxin: "......" is actually what you said in the interview in the future.

Yan Tingxin looked at the deep eyes of the 'twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan': "The best way to plant a tree is 10 years, followed by now." Whether it is me and you ten years later, or me and you now, we have been insisting on planting trees. Only by planting trees will they bear fruit. As

if a warm current was blowing, 'Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan' looked at Yan Tingxin fixedly, and after a while, asked, "What kind of tree are we planting?"

Yan Tingxin: "One is a jujube tree, and the other is still a jujube tree." "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan couldn't hold back and laughed: "I haven't asked Miss Fang's name yet."

Yan Tingxin held the fan and made a salute gesture: "Little woman Yan Tingxin." "

Twenty-one-year-old Ning Huan" read it again: "Yan Tingxin, your name is so good." Which crew are you going to tomorrow? "

He also thinks of her as an extra. Next year, there will be no need for extras in this venue, thinking that she will go to another set to seek acting opportunities.

Do you want to see her again?