"Of course it's true." Arnold thought of the three dishes he tasted with Yu'er, and he still misses the taste. Thinking of Yu'er, he wonders how she is now. She hadn't fully recovered when she left. Now,
I don’t know what’s going on. The Yuan army has already entered the center of the Southern Song Dynasty. Lin’an City is about to be trampled on. No one can resist Mongolia’s unification of the world.
"The cooks in our Qiongfang Pavilion were also very good in the past, and the dishes they cooked were excellent. I would like to go to Tianxiang Pavilion to have a look and see if the food there is as good as our Qiongfang Pavilion's."
The three of them walked all the way to Tianxiang Tower, which is known as the number one restaurant in Dadu. In the downtown area in the north of the city, a three-story high building stood on the corner of the street. Before noon, it was already bustling with people coming and going.
Qianhe pushed Arnold in, and a waiter ran up to greet him enthusiastically, "Three guests, do you want to eat?"
Qianhe glanced at the hall critically, "Can I go to the second floor?"
The waiter said with a smile: "Yes, yes, please come upstairs."
Qianhe helped Arnold stand up, "Let's go to the second floor, where there are fewer people."
The two people walked slowly towards the stairs. A figure hurriedly ran down the stairs and happened to bump into Arnold's shoulder. Arnold, who was already walking awkwardly, fell backwards, and his body was numb.
With quick eyes and hands, he quickly held her up.
Qianhe stretched out his hand and grabbed the person who caused the accident, "You hit someone and you actually wanted to run away?"
The other party saw that she was caught by a woman, with disdain on her face. She glanced at Qianhe and then at Arnold, "Don't you just want money? I have a lot of money." After saying that, she reached out and took off her clothes.
He took out an ingot of gold and threw it at Arnold's feet. He asked with a very arrogant attitude, "Is this enough?" He turned around and left.
Qianhe wanted to say a few more words, but Arnold stopped him, "Qianhe, don't conflict with her."
"Why, this girl is so rude. She bumped into someone and she dared to throw money to insult the other person." Qianhe felt indignant in her heart. Seeing that this girl should be everyone's best lady, she didn't expect to be so rude.
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"She is a Mongolian." Arnold's tone was filled with helplessness. Now the Mongolians are the controllers of this land. To them, the Han people are just low-class people who are higher than livestock. There are people like this in most cities.
The situation, then the oppressed ordinary people can see that life is even more difficult. No wonder Mrs. Zhang's husband was beaten to death by the Mongols, but she did not dare to take revenge, and she did not even have the courage to hate him.
Qian He pursed his lips towards Gan Mala, "Not all Mongolians are like this. Look at our eldest son, isn't he quite kind!"
Arnold smiled, "Of course not, Lele is still half Mongolian!" Arnold did not intend to continue this topic. If he wanted to change the relationship between Mongolia and Han, he could only make fundamental changes. Now Mongolian and Han are not
Intermarriage is obviously Mongolian discrimination against Han people.
Ganmala has been silent all this time. He is a Mongolian, but he does not look down on the Han people. There are also high-ranking Han people in the court. The current left prime minister Shi Tianze is a Han.
Arnold climbed the stairs with difficulty little by little, and Ganmala supported him carefully.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way quickly!"
The sound of thumping downstairs came from overhead. A young man strode downstairs and was about to hit Arnold, but the other boy showed no intention of stopping.