After breakfast the next day, Xue Poye packed up, left the Prince Consort's Mansion, and rushed to the busy city.
Of course Xue Poye hopes to unlock the secrets of the two pages of "Book of Ecstasy" as soon as possible, and the key to the secret seems to be the five words "Mahayanara".
Da Chu State Master is now a powerful and prosperous country in the world. People from all directions come to congratulate him, come to pay homage from all directions, and strangers from other countries appear in Kyoto from time to time.
Since Zhang Qian of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy to the Western Regions, established good relations with the Western countries, and established a Silk Road, the Central Plains has never cut off trade with the Western Fans, such as Qiuci, Gumo, Jingjue, Yuyan, Pishan, Dayuan, and Anzi.
, Shule and other large and small countries will have merchants traveling along this Silk Road, and even set up business in Kyoto. In addition to Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Household Affairs to manage this aspect of foreign trade business, the imperial court specially set up the "Xifan Department" Prime Minister
In the foreign goods mall, foreign and domestic businessmen mix together, forming a unique landscape in Kyoto.
Da Chu State obviously attaches great importance to foreign trade transactions and friendship between states, and provides an excellent trading environment for foreign businessmen. Any foreign businessmen who have any suggestions can go to the Xifan Office to complain. The Xifan Office must also respond as quickly as possible.
In addition, the purple people from Kyoto Prefecture will often hide in this area to maintain order here and protect the interests of foreign businessmen.
Only with a superior trade environment can the country's trade develop healthily and benignly. Only in this way can the Chu Kingdom maintain its strong national power and not be left behind by the world.
However, it is impossible for the Dachu State to be stupid enough to put the commercial lifeline of Dachu in the hands of foreigners. Therefore, foreigners in Dachu can promote trade and cultural exchanges, and even become major merchants, but they are absolutely impossible to penetrate into the local area.
Among the chambers of commerce, the lifeline of commerce is ultimately controlled by domestic merchants. To put it bluntly, it is still in the hands of the imperial court.
Naturally, Xue Poye also saw foreign merchants in Hangzhou, but the number was rare, and the ones he bought were some very ordinary Western goods, which in later generations could be said to be everywhere.
Foreign trade in Dachu was mainly concentrated in Kyoto. To put it bluntly, it was concentrated in this area, so this area was also called the "foreign area".
Xue Poye walked on the street and headed west, where most foreigners gathered.
With hands on their backs, they marched slowly in the sea of people. There were many shops on both sides, and there were quite a few foreign businesses. The foreigners in fancy clothes, golden blue eyes, curly beards, and big beards shouted loudly in half-baked Chu Mandarin.
Xue Poye went into several stores at night, and the foreigners were all very polite. They didn't have the arrogance that they would have in China in later generations, and they looked more humble.
"This is trade." Xue Poye muttered in his heart, but there were few Indians next to him. Even if the Sanskrit language was spoken to these Westerners, they might not understand it.
In front is a soy milk shop, which is strange to say. There are many restaurants on this street, but this soy milk shop is the most prosperous. Perhaps soy milk can better reflect the true flavor of Dachu, so whether it is foreign
People and residents of Dachu all like to go into the soymilk shop, have a bowl of hot soybean milk, and serve a few side dishes, such as peanuts and dried beancurd sticks. When the steam comes out, they open their mouths and twitch. It is indescribably comfortable and comfortable.
It has become a fixed daily rhythm of life for many people.
Many princes, nobles and dignitaries would also dress up and come to this shop to have a drink, so this soy milk shop gradually grew bigger and bigger. Now it has three floors, full of customers who drink soy milk and eat side dishes. The name of soy milk
It's called "Kyoto Soy Milk".
Xue Poye entered the shop and finally found an empty seat, but he shared a table with two guys.
There are less than ten private rooms in the shop, and they have all been booked by someone who paid the deposit two days in advance. According to the rules, even if the guests do not come, the private rooms must be empty, so the third floor
In the lobby of the building, you can only sit in groups. It is not as elegant as a restaurant. Most people just sit together, drink soy milk and then leave.
Xue Poye held the hot soy milk and smelled the very special smell of soy milk. He felt comfortable all over and took a sip. It was indeed fragrant and delicious, and the essence of the beans was in it.
If it weren't for the strange conversation between the other two people at the table, Xue Poye would have ignored their existence.
"Did you see it clearly?" A strange voice asked in a low voice in blunt Chu language: "Don't get it wrong this time."
Xue Poye felt awkward hearing this voice, and couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see that the other person was a foreigner in a toga, with a high nose and green eyes, a curly yellow head like licorice, and a thin face that looked like
Malnutrition.
Different from the arrogant foreigners in previous TV movies, this foreigner's body is huddled in a toga, looking like he is cold, shrunken, and has no sense of atmosphere at all.
The foreigner was leaning over the table, whispering to another person, and the other person was also dressed very strangely, with a Taoist bun on his head and a mustache. He looked like a Taoist priest, but he was in tatters.
Shit, he is not wearing a Taoist robe, so he is not a real Taoist priest.
The two people, one Chinese and one foreign, seem to have a good relationship, and they look like they are "from the same place in the world".
The man with a mustache said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm sure I got it right this time. It's in the shop in front. There aren't many people in the red-haired ghost's shop. When the time comes, I'll get him to talk, and you can do it."
The foreigner hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm going to talk to him, and you...you do it!"
"**." The mustache cursed in a low voice: "Why are you Romans so cowardly, you let me do it every time. ***, weren't you very good at stealing the cake last time?"
The foreigner blushed and waved his hands: "I... don't...!"
Xue Poye squinted his eyes and was a little surprised. Could it be that such a person was an ancient Roman, or later an Italian?
During this period, was the ancient Roman Empire strong and powerful?
"Useless loser." He muttered with a mustache in a low voice. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xue Poye looking at him with a look of concern. His face was startled. Seeing that Xue Poye was well-dressed and looked very distinguished, he hurriedly pulled it.
The foreigner's sleeves stopped talking and just drank the soy milk with some anxiety.
Xue Poye was amused. These two destitute people were obviously discussing something to steal.
In order to survive, everyone has to do something, even some very dark and shameless acts, but Xue Poye can understand this. For an individual, living is always the biggest thing.
No matter what these two people stole, Xue Poye didn't want to pay attention to it, so he continued to drink his soy milk, preparing to take a short rest and continue to go out to try his luck and find people from Tianzhu.
The foreigner and the bearded man left the soy milk shop very quickly. Judging from their actions and expressions when paying the bill when they left, they were really in dire straits and had even finished the meal without finishing.
Xue Poye could only lament that the foreigner seemed to want to retain the last trace of his dignity. Unfortunately, in this foreign country, he couldn't even eat, so there was no dignity at all.
Xue Poye was still a little strange. Logically speaking, this foreigner came to the Great Chu Kingdom and was in such a miserable condition. Even if the Xifan Administration did not provide relief, wouldn't his compatriots in his country help him? In other words, Westerners are really selfish and even their own compatriots are not helped.
To the point of not helping?
The taste of this soy milk was really delicious. Xue Poye drank three bowls in a row. His stomach was a little bloated before he stopped. He paid the bill, stood up and patted his belly, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the shop.
It was already bustling and bustling outside, and the Chu language mixed with the foreign language was really weird.
Xue Po arranged his clothes at night, looked around, listened in all directions, and continued walking to the west.
Since practicing the "Ecstasy Mind Technique" in "The Book of Ecstasy", Xue Poye's sense of the five senses has obviously improved by several levels. Those things that are difficult for ordinary people to hear and smell, Xue Poye can easily hear, and
His eyes are even more sharp, and he can clearly see things nearly a hundred meters away even in the blur.
After walking only a short distance, I heard the noise of people in front of me, as if there was a fight.
Xue Poye frowned. I heard that the order in this foreign area was always very good, and it was under the control of the Xifan Department. How could there be fights? However, the sound was very clear, and it was obviously the screams of being beaten.
Xue Poye certainly had no interest in these fights. He wanted to turn around, but heard a person next to him shout: "Yangmaozi is beating Yangmaozi, and it's the stuffed chicken who gets beaten again."
"Crowing chicken?" Xue Poye laughed dumbly. How could there be such a weird name.
I saw many people on both sides leaning towards the west. This really aroused Xue Poye's curiosity. He wanted to see what kind of person this "stuck chicken crow" was, and in the land of Dachu, foreigners
It was a rare thing to attack foreigners, so I couldn't help but follow the crowd and move towards that direction.
The screams were extremely clear, mixed with foreign curses in a foreign accent.
Xue Poye took a closer look and saw that on the wide street in front, two or three foreigners with strong limbs and tall horses were trampling the two people on the ground fiercely. Now he could see clearly that the two people who were beaten on the ground were
These guys are exactly the two guys, one Chinese and one foreign, that I saw in the soymilk shop earlier.
The two guys screamed miserably and huddled on the ground. Their bodies were covered in blood. It looked like they had been beaten badly.
At this moment, two official servants dressed in dark black appeared and shouted loudly: "Stop it, gathering people to fight in public, how unbecoming is it? Do you understand the official laws of foreign countries?"
These two people were both officers of the Xifan Department. As soon as they appeared, the foreigners stopped. One of them immediately went up and performed the formal Dachu etiquette and said respectfully: "Sir, there is a thief who stole something, and we caught him."
I live here, so I gave him a good beating." It may be because he has lived in Dachu for a long time, so although his speech is still a bit stiff, his speech is extremely smooth.
The police officer was obviously very familiar with this street and actually knew this foreigner. He frowned and said: "Nicholas, this is a place for business after all. Even if someone steals something, he should be sent to the Xifan Department. How can he do it on the street?"
If a fight breaks out, you have been doing business here for many years, so you should understand these rules?"
Nicholas said angrily: "Sir, you know, if something happens to me here, I will go to the Spanish Department, but today I am so angry, look who they are? It's that little Su Gu and Sergio
Gattuso, it’s these two bastards. I’m so angry. They were idle and stole from me. My lord, you should arrest them and keep them in prison.”
The officer looked at the two pitiful guys on the ground, frowned even more, and shouted: "It's you again? Get up and come back to the Yamen with me."
Xue Poye also frowned slightly. From what Nicholas said, it seemed that the two men underground were named Xiao Su Guan and the other was Sergio Gattuso. Apparently the poor man who was beaten was Sergio.
, I just heard something "stuffed chicken crow", it was obviously "Sergio".
These two people seemed to be the ones that everyone wanted to beat up. People were pointing and talking around them. Xue Poye listened and realized that these two people were like two street rats in the foreign area.
For a foreigner to be like this, Gattuso is quite cowardly. Today he was beaten in public by his compatriots. Gattuso's face was extremely embarrassed. If there was a hole nearby, he would definitely crawl into it.
The mustachioed Xiao Su Guan got up as if nothing had happened, as if being beaten had become an indispensable part of his life. He patted the dust on his body coolly, glanced at Nicholas with disdain, and cursed in a low voice: "Young man, wait for me."
Cai, let me see if I blow your asshole."
"Stop talking nonsense." The officer stepped forward and gave Xiao Su a kick with the stick, and whispered: "Quickly leave, you are a worthless thing, you are in disgrace."
Xue Poye took a look at Nicholas's shop, but it was a small foreign company selling sulfur. He was a little confused, what was the use of these two guys stealing sulfur? These two guys even had a lot of food, how could they steal sulfur home?
eat?
There were actually two Taoist priests among the onlookers. They playfully smiled at Su Gu and joked: "Master Su, why are you like this today? Could it be that you can't live without Wanxian Temple?"
Xiao Sugun glared at the two of them, but now that the world is dominated by Taoist priests, he naturally did not dare to scold them back.
When Xue Poye heard this, he was shocked. From what he meant, Xiao Su Gu was really a Taoist priest before. He seemed to have come from the Taoist Temple of Ten Thousand Immortals, but he didn't know how he left the Temple of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Sergio Gattuso kept his head hanging down, his ears were red, and he looked very thin-skinned.
These two guys were full of weirdness, which aroused Xue Poye's curiosity.
In the midst of the shouting, Gattuso and Xiao Su were taken out of the crowd by two officials. Because they were beaten so hard that their skin was bruised, they limped when they walked and looked very miserable. Xiao Su
When Stick left, he shouted to Nicholas: "I say Yang Maozi, remember this for me. If I turn over, you will suffer."
Nicholas raised his fist, and Xiao Su Guang just curled his lips, looking very disdainful.
After walking around the road for several days, until the crowds were sparse, the two officers stopped and looked back at Xiao Sugun and Gattuso who were following them. The two officers looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and one of them waved his hand.
Said: "Get out of here."
Xiao Su Guan said happily: "Let... let us go?"
The official said calmly: "You two are useless, you can't squeeze a drop of oil out of your body. If you take them back, you will only get a beating. I have accumulated good deeds, so get out of here."
Xiao Su Guang was ecstatic, pulled the dejected Gattuso, and ran away like a hunting dog, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Who is that person?" A police officer asked curiously, "I have arrested him several times."
Another officer chuckled and said: "That boy is from Rome. I heard that his uncle is some kind of administrator in Rome. He is very powerful in Rome. This boy brought a large amount of goods to our country for business."
, but was robbed on the way, and all the servant guards were killed, leaving only him. He finally waited until a caravan came to our Dachu, and followed him. "
"Oh!" the interrogating officer frowned and said, "Then why does he look like this? I see that his fellow countrymen also look down on him and hate him like a rat crossing the street."
Another official sighed, shook his head and said: "Speaking of which, this Cockcock is also an unlucky person. When he first came to Dachu, the Roman businessmen thought that he was a compatriot of their own country, and his uncle was an administrator, so they joined him.
I bought him some goods and helped him open a shop in Kyoto. At the beginning, Stuffed Chicken Cried was solid. He did some business and earned a lot of money. Unfortunately, he met Xiao Su Guan, and then he
It has fallen into decline.”
"This is strange. Why did you fail when you met Xiao Su Gu?"
"What you don't know is that Xiao Su Guan has been expelled from Wanxian Temple since he blew up the alchemy furnace while refining alchemy in Wanxian Temple. After leaving the temple, I gave him some money. It's good for this kid. After he came out,
I tinkered with those weird things all day long, not knowing what to make, and all the money I had on me was used to buy saltpeter, sulfur, lime, copper furnaces and other items, and shipped them home in batches. It didn’t take long before
He lost all his money and lived on the street. This was no big deal. Who knew that he would not change his bad nature? He would often steal the things mentioned earlier in the shop, stealing from this house and that house. Later everyone knew about it.
, guarding him like maggots, not letting him in at all," the official said, obviously knowing the history of Xiao Sugun very clearly: "At this moment, Na Saijicrow didn't know how he got mixed up with him,
In the past, it was only done by one person, but after that, the two of them actually worked on the thing together. The required materials were supplied by Saijiji, and the money was spent like water. Saijiji was completely addicted to it, and gave up the business. Within a few days,
Yue, was penniless, so he had to go around to borrow money from his compatriots. At first, the Romans were generous in lending money, but the stuffed chickens and sticks made those things useless and a waste of money.
Things were borrowed but never repaid, so there were fewer people borrowing money. The stuffed chicken crow had no money, and the compatriots couldn't borrow it, so they had no choice but to hang out with the little Su sticks and wander around this end of the foreign area all day long.
I wanted to steal some things back. I was caught several times, but I didn't do anything at first. As time went by, people in the foreign area felt like they smelled like excrement. The two could only disguise themselves and wander around. Unexpectedly,
I got beaten again today."
"It's pitiful." The officer sighed, "What on earth are they messing with?"
"Who knows?" Another officer chuckled and said, "It's always an irregular thing. It's something that doesn't make money. Otherwise, how could I be in such a miserable state today?"
"No wonder you let them go. This kind of person really doesn't have much luck in him. If he is taken back to the Yamen, his hands will be sore from beating him." The questioning officer burst into laughter.
The two of them gradually left while laughing and chatting.dd