Within the capital
"Wow! What is this?! What is this?! This is really a magical country!"
Marco Polo looked like he had never seen the world. Even when he saw the candied haws, he couldn't help but stop and exclaimed.
Gandhi seemed to be looking straight ahead, but in the dark, he was also looking around cautiously.
When foreign envoys entered the capital, they were ushered in by the palace guards, and they passed by Yingtian Mansion in a hurry. But today they came to the city down to earth, and the bustling scene in front of them made Gandhi couldn't help but be shocked!
This bustling look and the expressions on the faces of the people cannot be faked.
Moreover, although the Delhi Sultanate Palace is magnificent, the city is littered with garbage and the hygiene is extremely poor.
But in front of him, although the capital city was full of traders and pedestrians, the ground was extremely clean. This was completely unacceptable to Gandhi!
Gandhi thought to himself,
The Emperor of Ming Dynasty must have made it deliberately for the foreign envoys to see. It must be much dirtier than this on weekdays!
"Oh? This is it?"
Gandhi came back to his senses and saw little Marco Polo squatting by the road, lowered his head and looked over,
There are two dug ditches beside the road.
"Drainage? This is impossible!"
Little Marco Polo's eyes widened suddenly. It was not surprising that drainage ditches appeared in front of every house. After all, this kind of design also appeared in Italy.
What really shocked him was that this drainage channel did not serve each household in sections!
Looking forward, there is no end to this drainage channel. Although little Marco Polo did not dare to think there, the fact is right in front of him. He said in a trembling voice,
"These drainage canals are spreading all over the capital?! Oh my god! The capital of the Ming Dynasty is almost bigger than the whole of Italy!
If we were to design such a huge drainage channel in Italy...it would be completely impossible! "
Gandhi was a complete layman when it came to engineering knowledge, and with dissatisfaction in his tone, he asked,
"What's so great about this? Isn't it enough to just do one section and connect one section to another?"
Little Marco Polo said seriously,
"Gan, your country smells like animal excrement. Although I was treated very well in the palace, walking into the city is simply a nightmare for me.
Because I never know what dirty thing I will step on next.
There is no drainage design in your country, so it is normal that you don't understand. "
Little Marco Polo spoke straightforwardly without any emotional intelligence. When Gandhi heard these words, even Gandhi, who devoted himself to practicing Buddhism, could not help but feel his face getting hot and gritted his teeth and said,
"Then can you please tell me, a person who lives in a filthy garbage dump all day long?"
Little Marco Polo couldn't hear the strangeness in Gandhi's words, and said seriously,
"Of course, my friend.
Think about it, if you connect the drainage canals one by one, or in front of ten doors, then just like you said, you just need to connect them section by section.
But what if there are thousands of portals? The directions and positions are different. How do you combine the discharged water in one direction and discharge it at the same time?
You know, my friend, if a little detail is not done well, the water discharged from the east may even flow directly into the house on the west.
What is shocking is that in such a huge capital, they can do such a difficult thing as finely as sewing!
My God, what a great country! "
When Gandhi heard this, his eyes gradually changed from unconvinced at the beginning to a complex look. He was definitely not a stupid person. Otherwise, he would not have been able to achieve success in Buddhism and be the Minister of Finance.
Little Marco Polo made Gandhi understand it with just a few words. If he just talked about him as Gandhi, he would definitely think that this man was crazy.
Because in his opinion, this was completely impossible, but the facts were right in front of him, and there was no room for Gandhi to refute.
A country as old as India seems to be too far ahead of India!
"Then...how is this done?"
Gandhi asked humbly.
"Wait a minute, my friend!"
Little Marco Polo took out his notebook and used a quill to draw an extremely detailed perspective view of the drainage channel he saw in front of him.
Then he moved his pen quickly and wrote a very long paragraph in the notebook,
After finishing all this, little Marco Polo carefully checked the pattern and text he had written down, and then closed the book with a snap.
He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Gandhi and explained,
"My friend, there is only one possibility to complete this miraculous project."
"What's possible?"
Little Marco Polo's eyes flashed and he said solemnly,
“Underneath this city, there is a drainage network that is a hundred times more complex than any other project in the world.
Oh my god, I don’t even believe it when I say it, how on earth did this happen? ! "
Little Marco Polo was proficient in craftsmanship. The more experienced he was, the more shocked he was at the greatness of this project.
Not only does it require detailed design drawings to the smallest detail, but it also requires frequent hollowing out and draining of an extremely complex network of drainage channels.
Is this a project that can be completed in this era? !
Little Marco Polo turned around and looked at the towering palace, with a look of awe and fear in his eyes.
Although Marco Polo and Gandhi looked strange, the people in the Ming Dynasty capital were not surprised.
The old man who was selling candied haws just now, now that the two foreigners decided to squat in front of the ditch, was shocked and frightened, and muttered,
"Where did these two fools come from? Are you still stunned when you look at the drainage ditch?"
Hearing this, Gandhi had a bitter taste in his mouth. Such a great project was no longer strange in the eyes of the people of the Ming Dynasty.
It is even said that these common people do not know how much effort it took to complete this convenient facility that they are accustomed to.
If the king of the Delhi Sultanate had done this, he would have inscribed a monument praising his deeds. However, the Ming Emperor did not say much to the people.
What kind of generosity is this? !
Little Marco Polo took out his notebook again and started writing, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
The book Marco Polo's Travels caused a huge response in Europe, and even later started the Age of Discovery. Part of the reason was due to this book.
Little Marco Polo traveled thousands of miles to the Ming Dynasty this time just to enrich the content of this book.
And this was just the beginning, and it already shocked little Marco Polo to the extreme.
Little Marco Polo wrote a sentence in Italian at the end of the book,
We must learn from China! Otherwise, we will be destroyed by China sooner or later!
Little Marco Polo stopped writing for a while, and suddenly felt that his sentence was almost meaningless. He brushed the pen twice on the paper and crossed out the sentence.
After thinking for a long time, little Marco Polo picked up his pen tremblingly and wrote a few words in unskilled Chinese:
The master's skills are used to control the middle!
Finally, I drew a few more lines under this sentence with my pen!
