As Zhu Biao, Han Du and others walked into the banquet hall step by step, the eyes that had been directed at them gradually began to be withdrawn, as if they were worried that staring at Han Du and others would be a little offensive.
When Han Du and others entered the banquet hall, the eyes on them disappeared. However, Han Du could clearly feel that even though everyone in the banquet hall was chatting with each other as before, their attention never left him and others.
Hader knew that it was the first time for Zhu Biao and Han Du to attend such a banquet, and he was afraid that they might not understand something. In order to avoid making a joke, he carefully told Han Du and others from the beginning what to do.
"This is for guests to wash their hands. Let's wash them like this first, and then use this linen handkerchief to dry the water."
The long and narrow table in the banquet hall was filled with food. The most common ones were milk and various milk products, as well as dried figs, walnuts, etc. There was also something similar to a mung bean, but much larger than a mung bean. In a larger metal container.
"These are appetizers. Guests can eat them or not. But everyone usually doesn't eat them before the Lord of the City comes. Everyone drinks some wine first and waits for the Lord of the City to arrive while drinking. .”
Han Du just glanced at the food and frowned. To be honest, in Han Du's eyes, such things have no color, fragrance or color at all. Although Han Du doesn't care about "eating fine food and never getting tired of fine food", I am afraid that such things are really difficult to swallow.
On the contrary, when he saw the wine in the barrel, Han Du's brows suddenly dispersed and he smiled: "It turns out to be wine. It's not bad. Get me a glass to try."
With the last sentence, Han Du gave instructions to Hard.
Hader quickly and skillfully took an exquisite wine glass from the side and enthusiastically served Han Du a glass of wine.
This cup is made of silver. The wide mouth of the cup is like a bowl, with a row of fine patterns on the edge. The wine glass has two handles, both of which are made in the shape of an unknown animal. Han Du looks a bit like a snake, but its head looks a bit different.
The base of the wine glass is made into an eight-sided shape, thick at the bottom and thin at the top. There is a sudden raised part where the two handles are connected. The bottom base resembles an inverted eight-sided bowl. The bottom part and the raised part are both carved with exquisite patterns. The exquisiteness of this wine glass made Han Du sincerely sigh.
Seeing the bright red wine everywhere from the barrel, Han Du's eyes suddenly lit up, "It turns out to be wine."
When Han Du saw the food, his expectations for the banquet suddenly dropped. I originally thought that the wine would be fine, but I didn't expect it to be wine. Although it is not as satisfying as distilled spirits, it is still acceptable.
He smiled and put the wine glass in Hader's hand, raised the glass slightly, took a sip, and tasted it again. This wine is not bad, with rich color and mellow fruit aroma. It is a fine wine.
Harder was surprised to see Han Du's skillful wine tasting and asked, "Has Mr. Marquis drank this wine before?"
Han Du curled his lips and chuckled: "What? You don't think that this wine is only available here, do you? In the Ming Dynasty, we were able to brew wine more than a thousand years ago. The so-called: Grape wine luminous cup, desire Drink Pipa and urge me immediately..."
Seeing Hade's confused face, unable to understand the meaning of what he said, Han Du shook his head angrily and sighed: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you."
How can a foreigner who has not experienced the influence of Chinese culture understand the beauty of poetry?
It is true that Hader did not understand the poems sung by Han Du, but it did not prevent him from finding these two sentences pleasant, and they made him feel an image that was difficult to express. Hader even had an impulse in his heart to have the opportunity to go to the real Ming Dynasty and experience all the mysteries in the legend.
Seeing Hade in a daze, Han Du poured a glass of wine for Zhu Biao himself, "Your Highness, try this wine. The flavor is different from ours."
Zhu Biao took the wine glass with a smile, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement: "It's different, but it tastes good."
Han Du and Zhu Biao tasted it first, and soon everyone had a cup of Tang Ding.
While Han Du and the others were drinking wine and chatting, some more people walked in from outside.
Every time someone came in, Harder's face would change, and his whole body would be shaken uncontrollably.
It can be seen that the status of these later people is definitely not low. Maybe there is a person among them who can shock Horumos with just a stamp of his foot.
However, Han Du didn't have the language to communicate, and the real master hadn't come out yet, so he ignored these people.
However, when these people entered the door, they would all glance at the location where Han Du and others were.
Obviously, although Han Du and others had only been in Hulumos for a few days, they had already been noticed by the upper class people in Hurumos.
After a while, the music sounded, and everyone was attracted by the sound and stared behind the long table in front of them. A well-dressed man stood there, bowing and saluting everyone.
"Who is he?" Han Du gestured towards the man with the wine glass in his hand and asked Hader.
Hader said quickly: "He should be the steward of the City Lord's Mansion, Abu."
Speaking of Abu, Hader's voice couldn't help but become softer, "Master Hou, don't think he is just a housekeeper. He has been a housekeeper in the city lord's mansion for more than 20 years. Even some administrators of Hulumos have seen him." Everyone who comes to him will show respect to him.”
Han Du nodded and expressed understanding. "As a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, although this Abu is just a steward, since he has been the steward of the city lord's mansion for more than 20 years, he must be a confidant of the city lord. Most administrators are one step lower than him. It makes sense.”
Abu first kept praising him, and then the city lord whom Han Du had met officially appeared in the banquet hall. Different from the city lord whom I met at the beginning, today he is dressed in extremely gorgeous decorations, with all kinds of gold ornaments all over his body. He looks gleaming with gold, and he has the image of a rich man and a nouveau riche.
A city lord looks like this, okay, just be happy. Han Du and Zhu Biao looked at each other, both wanting to laugh.
As soon as the city lord appeared, Butler Abu immediately stepped back behind him, and then the city lord sighed again...
Han Du automatically blocked the city lord's voice and lowered his head to taste the wine.
Suddenly, someone pulled at the hem of his clothes. He looked up and saw Hader looking at him anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Han Du asked confused.
Hader explained in a hurried tone: "The Lord of the City is asking Mr. Marquis, a businessman from the East, what goods he brought to Khrumos for us? Mr. Marquis, you'd better say a few words, and Hade will convey your thoughts. Complain to them."
Han Du immediately raised his head and saw that everyone in the banquet hall was looking at him. He raised his glass, smiled and said, "I brought it for everyone, silk!"
Oh~
After hearing what Harder said, the people in the banquet hall instantly burst into excitement.
Since silk first appeared on this land, it has caused a sensation among everyone. Some people even regard silk as a gift given to everyone by the gods. Its exquisite luster fascinates everyone who sees silk.
Although many merchants bring silk back from the Old Port every year, this amount cannot satisfy their huge demand for silk. Therefore, every time there is news about the appearance of silk, it can arouse the excitement of the merchants.
"Tea~"
"Porcelain~"
"Spice~"
Every time Hard told Han Du something, it caused a commotion in the banquet hall. Some people even began to calculate in their hearts, wanting to know how many of these goods this merchant from the East brought with him. If it was less, then they might have to start immediately to buy these goods.
Just when Han Du wanted to continue talking, there was a commotion at the door of the banquet hall, and a group of people walked in.
Han Du was a little surprised when he saw it. He lowered his head and smiled with Zhu Biao and said: "These people are so courageous. They rushed in deliberately even though they were late. They didn't take the city lord seriously at all. It's a good show to watch." ”
Zhu Biao looked at Han Du's expression of fearing that the world would be in chaos, and sighed helplessly: "Didn't you find that the clothes of these people look familiar?"
"Does it look familiar? Let me take a look." Han Du glanced at Zhu Biao strangely, then quickly looked at those people and said in surprise: "Not to mention, it looks familiar. But where did I see it? I just can’t remember.”
After speaking, Han Du lowered his head and shook his head indifferently.
Hader heard on the side and asked in surprise: "Master Hou, these are people from the Timur Empire. Have you seen them before?"
"Timur's Empire?" Han Du was a little confused. He should have never seen this country, but why was it familiar?
Zhu Biao kept staring at those people from Timur's empire. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and said to Handu: "Have you forgotten what happened to the Western Chagatai Khanate in the Fengtian Palace?"
Western Chagatai Khanate!
Zhu Biao's words were like a thunderbolt, instantly reminding Han Du of his memory. "Yes, that's right, the clothes of these people are exactly the same as those of the Western Chagatai Khanate."
"But..." Han Du was confused, "They are not the Western Chagatai Khanate, so why are they the Timur Empire again?"
Suddenly, Han Du thought of something, grabbed Hader, and asked hurriedly: "Let me ask you, what is the name of the king of the Timur Empire?"
Hader shook his head and explained: "The Timur Empire has no king. Their king is called the Great Khan, so he is called Timur Khan."
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