After a month and a half of journey, the envoys set out from Chang'an and finally arrived in Baekje.
As soon as he landed, Muchuan felt the biting cold wind.
No wonder the Sui Dynasty suffered so many setbacks in Goguryeo. This kind of severe cold weather was really not something that the Central Plains people could withstand.
"Master Mu, according to the map, there is a town twenty miles away. Let's settle there today."
One official suggested.
Muchuan agreed to this.
Everyone has been drifting at sea for nearly a month, and it's time for a good repair.
The road to Baekje was quite rugged. It was just twenty miles long, and it took the envoys half a day to get there.
When the envoy group arrived at the town marked on the map, everyone was a little surprised.
This poor place that looks like a village can also be considered a town.
However, the sign hanging on the low city gate does indicate that it is a town.
"Baekje is indeed a small country. It seems that this mission should not be difficult at all."
Someone chuckled.
"Yes, if I had known this, I would have just brought half of the gift."
"Having said that, you should not take this matter lightly, it is related to His Majesty's grand plan."
Everyone in the envoy group was talking a lot, but Muchuan was not in the mood to get involved.
He even wanted to wander around the small town and experience the exotic customs.
But to be honest, although Baekje is a foreign country, it has studied Chinese culture for many years. The architectural style and people's clothing are very similar to those in the Central Plains, so it doesn't have much of a foreign atmosphere.
This small town of Baekje naturally paid great attention to the arrival of the mighty envoys.
Especially after learning that the envoys were from the Tang Empire, the indigenous officials in the town entertained everyone as if they were their own fathers.
After eating and drinking, Muchuan did not choose to rest immediately, but planned to walk around the street.
After taking to the streets, Muchuan received a lot of attention, and almost everyone cast curious glances at Muchuan.
Not to mention anything else, just the exquisite clothes on Muchuan's body made others unable to take their eyes away.
Even the royal family of Baekje Kingdom would not be able to wear clothes made of such materials.
As he walked, Muchuan was attracted by a faint mellow fragrance.
Muchuan couldn't help but follow the scent and saw a stall selling drinks.
There was an old man squatting behind the stall, wearing linen clothes. He looked like a lower-class person.
Seeing a man in gorgeous clothes walking over, the old man felt happy and stood up quickly.
The old man said a series of words enthusiastically, but Muchuan was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly realized that this was not the Tang Dynasty after all, and the people did not speak Chinese. He could not understand their ghost language at all.
"Can you speak Chinese?"
Muchuan tried to ask.
Without any surprise, the old man was dumbfounded.
Shaking his head helplessly, Muchuan suddenly lost all interest and planned to go back home to rest.
After taking only two steps, the old man behind him suddenly ran up and gestured something towards Muchuan.
It has to be said that gestures are applicable in any country, and Muchuan really understood what the old man meant.
The old man seemed to want Muchuan to wait for a while while he went to find someone.
Although he didn't know what the old man wanted to do, Muchuan agreed because he had nothing to do.
Seeing Muchuan nod, the old man was so happy that he ran away like crazy.
Not long after, the panting old man came back and brought a woman with him.
This woman actually made Muchuan look at her twice.
It is not very beautiful, but it has an extremely rare intellectual beauty.
"May I ask this gentleman, are you a member of the Tang Dynasty?"
The woman walked up to Muchuan, and it was obvious that she was very excited.
Muchuan nodded, a little surprised, "Are you from the Tang Dynasty too?"
The woman quickly shook her head, "The little girl is a local. She has loved the Central Plains culture since she was a child and has been learning the language and characters of the Central Plains."
Muchuan then realized that although the woman spoke Chinese very well, she was sometimes stiff.
"Sir, Uncle Jiang said you want to buy sake?"
the woman asked.
Muchuan nodded and glanced at the sake on the stall, "Yes, this wine smells very unique. I want to buy some to try."
"Sir, you are really discerning. When it comes to sake, ours from Baekje is the most authentic among the Three Kingdoms, especially the one made by Mr. Jiang, which is one of the best."
The woman said with a smile, and then said a few words to the old man in the local dialect.
After hearing this, the old man quickly filled a glass of wine and handed it to Muchuan respectfully.
At a close distance, Muchuan felt that the wine had a rich aroma.
After trying to take a small sip, Muchuan could not help but shrink his pupils.
It tastes exactly like the beer of later generations, and it has a more mellow aroma.
This was an unexpected discovery, which made Muchuan a little happy.
He had tried brewing beer before, but the results were always unsatisfactory.
Unable to help but look at the old man, an idea popped into Muchuan's mind.
How about taking this person with you when you go back?
"My lord, what do you think?"
the woman asked expectantly.
Muchuan gave a thumbs up, "Very good."
After being praised by Muchuan, the woman's face was filled with excitement and excitement.
It is a great honor for something from my hometown to be praised by a nobleman from the Tang Dynasty.
The woman said a few more words to the old man, then took out a bag of things and handed it to the old man.
The old man looked ecstatic, bowed several times to Muchuan and the woman, and left happily.
Seeing the old man just leaving, Muchuan instantly realized that this woman must have bought the entire stall's wine and planned to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.
After carefully looking at the woman's clothes, Muchuan noticed that the clothes on this woman were much more exquisite than those of others. She was probably a daughter of a wealthy family.
As expected, the woman then said to Muchuan: "Sir, since you like Old Man Jiang's sake, the little girl bought it all on her own initiative. It is considered as borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. I hope you will never refuse."
Hearing this, Muchuan couldn't help but look at the woman twice and said, "What do you call the girl?"
"Little girl Liu Ruyu."
"May I ask what your surname is?"
"I'm in Muchuan."
There was no need for Muchuan to hide his name. Anyway, no one in this foreign country had heard of him.
"Master Mu, please come with me to my home. If my father knows who Master Mu is, he will definitely entertain you warmly."
Regarding Liu Ruyu's proposal, Muchuan hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.
Anyway, it's too early to go back now. It's better to go and be a guest. There's nothing to lose anyway.
"Then there's Miss Lao Liu." Muchuan said with a smile.
Hearing that Muchuan agreed, Liu Ruyu became even more excited.
As an avid Chinese fan, she dreams of chatting more with Chinese people.
