Fang Cheng thought for a long time and still didn't understand what Muchuan's purpose was.
"The food is on the table and we are waiting for him while looking at the food?
Why?"
Why should Du Jiachen be given such high standards? Even the prince has to wait for him.
Couldn't we let him arrive first and then board for two hours?
Fang Cheng held it in for a long time and finally asked.
"Who's waiting for him?
We eat ours."
Muchuan glanced at Fang Cheng lightly.
"I understand! Not only do we have to eat first, but we also have to eat very expensive food! Then Dugashan is the one who pays the bill!"
Fang Cheng said happily, he could almost think of Du Jiachen's ugly face, but he had to restrain himself.
Especially when facing the prince, he might have to flatter him and add two more dishes!
Du Jiachen used to be so aloof in front of him, but now I can finally see him as his grandson. I look forward to it just thinking about it!
Muchuan had nothing to do and took a look at Fangcheng's silk shop.
The silk technology of the Tang Dynasty was very mature and could even be said to surpass that of later generations.
The legend that the Arab businessman marveled at the lightness of silk in the Tang Dynasty and that even after wearing eight layers of silk could still see the mole on his shoulder, now it seems that it is really not an exaggeration.
Of course, in addition to superb skills, it also has a lot to do with the type of silkworm.
Silkworms in the Tang Dynasty were weaker than those in later generations, and the silk they spun out was lighter and more transparent when processed into silk threads, so the clothes they made were lighter and thinner.
Later generations of archaeologists excavated a very complete garment made of silk from the Tang Dynasty. After a lot of weaving in later generations, they could not make it that light and thin.
Later, silkworms were specially genetically modified to allow them to spin silk that might be similar to the silkworms of the Tang Dynasty, and clothes were made that were closest to the original weight.
Judging from this incident, many ancient people's exquisite skills cannot be cracked by later generations. Maybe they really need to restore the environment at that time.
Moreover, at this time, the Tang Dynasty was very wealthy under the governance of Li Shimin, and the clothes were of many colors and styles.
Even the coarse cloth clothes that only civilians can afford have undergone certain improvements.
The shopkeeper watched Muchuan carefully look at the clothes and cloths in the shop one by one, and waited for Muchuan to ask questions with a smile on his face.
"Why don't I see any foreigners coming to buy things?"
Muchuan suddenly thought of this and asked.
"Yes, but the previous translator has gone away and no one can understand it now, so there is no way to sell it."
While answering, the shopkeeper took advantage of Muchuan's lack of attention and carefully rearranged the places he had turned over.
"You mean, there are really foreigners visiting?"
Muchuan asked in surprise.
"That's for sure! Our Silk Village is the most famous in Chang'an after all. It would be strange if we didn't come here."
The shopkeeper was extremely proud and even patted his chest proudly when he said he was happy.
"That's not right. When foreigners come at this time, they usually bring a translator, right?"
How else can we do business?
After all, the Tang Dynasty had not yet opened up to the point where foreign languages could be spoken everywhere.
"Then if there is a translator, we must do business. If there is no translator, we can only politely ask him to leave."
The shopkeeper said helplessly, and translators have been so popular recently. In the past few days, he met several groups who wanted to try their luck without translators.
While the two were talking, they heard a voice at the door. When they turned around, several foreign businessmen were about to walk in.
But obviously, they didn't bring a translator and were embarrassed.
A man with a high nose looked at the shopkeeper and asked in broken Chinese mixed with English:
"The long return will bring a stink to the tomb of King Tebaisa."
The shopkeeper had a look of despair on his face, and his heart was churning. He couldn't understand the birdsong at all. He could only vaguely feel that the group of people could tell that he was the shopkeeper, and they had just called him.
But he couldn't understand a word they said about kings or stinkers.
"Haha, please come in, please come in."
The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Anyway, please come in first, you can't just drive people away, right?
Muchuan no longer looked at the silk, but looked at the person coming, recalling what he had just said.
If he guessed correctly, the other person spoke English, and it was a combination of Chinese and English.
He remembered that at this time, there were usually more Arab merchants, and British merchants probably had no way to come to the "Far East" they talked about.
But it’s not necessarily true that Sophia from Europe can come, and the British should also be able to come with a little more effort.
But the strangest thing is, shouldn't he not be able to understand the English of this period?
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but pat his head. He understood, maybe just like he shouldn't be able to understand the Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty at this time.
Because he traveled through time, the system automatically switched all the languages he could hear and the voices he spoke from ancient times to modern times.
The English he hears now is adaptable, but I wonder if the English he speaks can be adapted to?
While he was thinking, the shopkeeper had already brought people to sit down and drink tea.
But they didn't speak to each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
Muchuan suddenly wanted to give it a try. He walked over, sat on the only empty chair, and said hello in pure English:
"Hello friends! Welcome to Datang!"
After he finished speaking, everyone was shocked!
The shopkeeper was surprised. Is Mr. Mu possessed?
Why are you talking about birdsong?
Several foreigners were extremely happy! What kind of genius is this? He can speak such good English!
This is simply the most advanced pronunciation that only the royal family of their country can pronounce!
Because this inexplicable pronunciation made them respectful, they almost knelt down to Muchuan on the spot!
Fortunately, he was stopped by the shopkeeper He Muchuan.
"My distinguished sir, are you friends with anyone from our royal family?"
The foreigner with a high nose couldn't help but asked happily, his eyes glowing blue because of his excitement.
Muchuan shook his head.
"No, sir, I am just an official of the Tang Dynasty and do not know your royal family."
A group of people were a little disappointed after hearing this, but they soon became happy again, because Muchuan could speak English and said that they could buy silk today!
"Well sir, can we ask you for help?
We want to buy silk in this store."
The tall-nosed man maintained a polite attitude and asked with a smile.
"Of course, you can look at the goods first, and then we can negotiate the price if you like it."
Muchuan continued to speak in fluent English.
Gao Nozhi politely thanked him and took the others to pick them up in the silk shop.
As soon as he left the tea table, the shopkeeper immediately approached Muchuan, with a look of surprise that he could not hide.
"Master Mu, you can actually say that?"
As the shopkeeper said this, he held Muchuan's arm tightly with both hands, not thinking about the difference between officials and civilians at all.
