Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"... As the high temperature grills, the aroma of burnt meat rises. The barbecue oozes out traces of grease, which quickly gathers. With a ticking sound, the grease drips onto the charcoal fire, and boom~ the flames suddenly burst out. , the burnt aroma becomes more and more intense..."

"...The flickering firelight reflected on Shiyue's face. That angelic and flawless face always had a smile and calmness. In her eyes, the ruthless flame was an integral part of the delicious food and the essence of the world. A gift from nature..."

"...The surface of the barbecue is crispy, but when you bite into it, it is like a soup dumpling, and the juice explodes..."

……

Each word rushes into the reader's eyes, causing their saliva to secrete like crazy, as if they are in front of a barbecue stall in the book, and the smell of cumin and roasted mutton rushes into their noses.

With his mouth chewing unconsciously, the person eating seemed to feel like he was eating barbecue, but when he finished the novel, he felt that it was the same as chewing wax.

Lili stared at the lunch box angrily! "No, I have to look at it again."

Who would believe it!

She just read a novel, how could she have developed a bad taste? Normally she wasn't picky about food at all, but now she can't eat without a novel.

After looking at it again and finishing the lunch box that was hard to swallow, I immediately opened the comment section!

Enter the title, "Feng Ran hurt me!"

Then I typed out the main text and made an all-round "accusation" of "The Taste of Mountains and Rivers". As soon as the more than 500-word comment came out, there were a bunch of replies below.

One after another "denounced" the "excessive" behavior of "Taste of Mountains and Rivers".

Lili saw more and more replies to his posts, and excitedly discussed the plot and the description of food in the novel with his book friends.

"Do you find it strange that these descriptions are not very beautiful, but once you read them, you feel like you are actually there."

"Yes, after reading it, I felt like I was enjoying a barbecue feast. For a moment, I felt that all my taste buds were satisfied."

"Yes, I felt the same way, but after I came to my senses, all the organs in my body were clamoring for barbecue."

"The sister upstairs is so right."

"How do you know I'm a sister? Why can't I be a brother?"

"Ah? So there are still boys reading female-channeled novels?"

"The audience of "Taste of Mountains and Rivers" is very wide!"

"Don't talk so much, I'm already at the barbecue stall now!"

"together!"

"It tastes bad!"

……

By 11 p.m., the post had already received replies.

At 11 o'clock, as soon as the novel was updated, the number of replies to the post immediately stopped rising.

Logically speaking, there are not many novels with 5 chapters, and you can definitely finish them in half an hour if you read them slowly. However, the comment section was unusually quiet. If it weren't for the rising subscription data in the background, Han Fengxian and her daughter couldn't help but wonder whether the novel was not good enough and no one read it!

"Tick tock~tick tock~" The minute hand of the wall clock on the wall moved from 12 to 12, but the comment area was still quiet.

"Ran Ran, go to bed first. You have to get up early tomorrow. You haven't been to the library for many days." Han Fengxian took away Han Ranran's cell phone, led her up and walked to the bed.

"Be good, stop watching and fall asleep."

"Mom, I..."

"Don't worry, you wrote very well. Look, so many people have subscribed!" Han Fengxian patted her daughter on the shoulder. "Readers may be immersed in the world you build."

Han Ranran looked up at her mother, and Han Fengxian gave her a look of affirmation, "Really, believe me, my mother just saw your update, it was very contagious!"

When Han Ranran heard this, her pretty face turned red, "It's not that good."

"Why not! We Ranran are just able to write beautiful flowers every word!" Han Fengxian patted Han Ranran on the head, "Quick, didn't you say you want to see the osmanthus flowers with me tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Han Ranran nodded quickly, "Okay, mom, go to bed quickly."

With a snap~, the room returned to darkness, and gradually the cold white moonlight shone on the window through the half-covered curtains. Han Ranran seemed to smell the cold fragrance of osmanthus in his sleep.

In a daze, everything in front of me turned into a scene of falling sweet-scented osmanthus.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus leaves the evening color, and the shadows on the curtains are pale in autumn.

The wind is still falling, but the night is still young. "Wow, it's well written~" Han Fengxian looked at her daughter in admiration.

"I didn't write it. It was the poem "Osmanthus" written by Ni Zan, a symbolic poet in the late Yuan Dynasty. It is a five-character poem. These are only the first two couplets. In fact, the poet uses objects to describe feelings and expresses his homesickness."

Han Ranran scratched his head, "Seeing such a beautiful scene, I couldn't help but read it out. I seemed to have seen a similar scene in my dream last night."

Han Fengxian smiled and listened without interrupting her daughter's expression. It's great that her daughter is becoming more and more confident!

"Mom, I plan to plant two osmanthus trees in Mu Zhiyue's courtyard so that they can see the scene in the poem at night."

Mu Zhiyue is the name of the protagonist of "Taste of Mountains and Seas".

"Okay, then you can naturally ask Mu Zhiyue to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Han Fengxian agreed.

Han Ranran smiled and her eyes widened.

"Mom, let's collect some sweet-scented osmanthus. I want to see the sweet-scented osmanthus rain!" she said happily.

Han Fengxian looked around after hearing this, and then nodded, "Okay, come on, let's put the plastic sheet down first."

"it is good."

After the plastic sheet was laid out, Han Fengxian looked around again.

"Mom? What's wrong?" Han Ranran blinked and looked at her mother's actions, feeling a sense of guilt for being a thief.

"It's nothing. Ran Ran, please step aside and I'll shake it." Han Fengxian waved her hands hurriedly and walked under the osmanthus tree.

"Mom~"

The next second, sweet-scented osmanthus rain fell from the sky, Han Ranran opened his mouth wide, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

The flowers rustled down and hit the plastic sheet with a "clack". Han Ranran stretched out a hand. After the feeling of rain on his body, a handful of yellow flowers appeared in his hand.

The flowers are very small, and when dozens or hundreds of them are gathered together, they are just a small group.

She suddenly rushed into the rain of flowers.

"slowly?"

"Mom, I want to shake it too!" Han Ranran put her hand on the tree.

Han Fengxian hesitated for a second, "Okay, then shake it!"

"Okay!" Han Ranran shook it hard first. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree only moved slightly, but the flowers didn't fall at all. She got the strength to feed and shook it hard.

"Sasha~" "Da da~" are the sounds of Osmanthus fragrans hitting the plastic sheet.

"Hahaha~" Han Ranran couldn't help laughing.

"Those two shaking the tree, stop, you are not allowed to pick public flowers and plants!" Suddenly a shout came.

Han Ranran was startled, and quickly let go of her hand, turned her head, and looked through the fluttering osmanthus rain. It was the auxiliary police!

Han Ranran suddenly panicked, "Mom, what should I do?"

"It's okay, let's collect the osmanthus flowers first." Han Fengxian was also frightened, but she couldn't panic. She had already observed her surroundings before, but she didn't expect the auxiliary police to suddenly come.

Seeing her mother's calm reaction, Han Ranran felt less panicked and helped put the sweet-scented osmanthus into the bag.

At this time, the auxiliary police also came to the two people and gave them a lesson. "...Think about it, if everyone shakes like you do, will the general public still be able to see such a beautiful scenery?..."

"Sorry, we will never destroy flowers and plants next time!" Han Fengxian immediately admitted her mistake.

Han Ranran's face turned red with shame, "I'm sorry."

"Okay, if you destroy flowers and plants, you will be fined 100 yuan. Just scan the code." The auxiliary policeman was also helpless about this. Now that the osmanthus is in full bloom, there are especially many grandmas and aunties coming to pick osmanthus.

They found out that the punishment should not be too severe, especially for the grandmothers, who could only give them a few words of education.

"Yes Yes."

After the auxiliary police left, Han Ranran breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, Mu Zhiyue has an osmanthus tree at home!"