There are many shops and restaurants on Yu Street, with a dazzling array of goods. The busy street is filled with cars, pedestrians, and noisy sounds. The pedestrians have smiles on their faces, as if they are enjoying the prosperity of Lin'an City.
Even the alleys on both sides of the Royal Street are connected by shops, with people flowing back and forth, and there is an endless stream of people of all kinds and religions.
"Lin'an City, there are too many people here!"
Walking on the street, Meng Ge and Kublai Khan, who came from the grassland, were immediately dumbfounded.
Even those cities in the west, even the Yanjing City and Taiyuan City in the north, do not have such a large flow of people, nor are they so prosperous.
"Many people on the street don't seem to be from the Song Dynasty, but from overseas."
Kuo Chu followed Brother Meng and said something in surprise.
"It seems that the southerners are wealthy and have attracted people from overseas."
Meng Ge was shocked by the wealth of Lin'an City. As for the fact that many people in the Song Dynasty carried swords and knives, he didn't take it to heart.
Several beautiful women with light makeup passed by, and when they saw Meng Ge, Kuo Chu and others dressed in foreign costumes, they smiled sweetly, full of charm and fragrance.
Meng Ge and Kuo Chu looked back unconsciously, both attracted by the gentleness and grace of the women.
"The beauties from the south of the Yangtze River are indeed beautiful and charming. Compared with the women from the north, they are very different!"
Kuo Chu took a sniff of the fragrance in the air, turned his head and sighed leisurely.
"There are countless beauties like this in Jiangnan. Lin'an City is rich, with mountains of gold and silver treasures. When my Mongolian army captures Jiangnan, the princes and princes will not have all the beauties and treasures they want!"
The general manager kept a smile on his face and flattered the two of them.
"Capture Jiangnan? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
Brother Meng's face suddenly darkened and he continued to move forward.
Kuo Chu glared at Tongtong and followed Brother Meng. Tongshi grimaced and quickly followed.
On the street, a man and Meng Ge came towards each other. Perhaps because of the crowd, their shoulders touched each other.
"You guy, don't want to live anymore?"
Brother Meng's eyes widened and he pushed the man.
"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"
The man nodded and bowed, apologized repeatedly, and left quickly.
Several people didn't care and continued to move forward. Brother Meng subconsciously touched his waist and immediately stopped.
"Brother Meng, what's wrong?"
Kuo Chu also stopped and asked confusedly.
"I lost my wallet!"
Brother Meng broke into a cold sweat. He looked around and caught a glimpse of the man who had just bumped into him. He seemed to be escaping in a hurry.
"Catch the thief!"
Brother Meng shouted loudly and turned around to chase after him. Kuo Chu and the others woke up and followed closely.
People all over the street were surprised and gave way one after another. The man who stole ran away, with Meng Ge and others chasing after him. The man was about to turn into an alley, but was forced back by several men in soap uniforms.
The man turned around and tried to run away again, but people from all directions formed a human wall, blocking the man in the middle.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I want you to look good!"
With no way to escape, the man took out a short knife from his waist and threatened the surrounding soldiers and officials.
"Put down the knife!"
"Do you think you can escape?"
The prince and several soldiers and civilians all drew their swords and spears, and pointed at the man together. One of the men held a spear, pointed it at the man and shouted:
"Huang San, you know my methods in Kaohsiung. If you are caught, you will be sentenced to one or two years at most. If you don't put down the knife, don't blame my spear for not recognizing people!"
The man was holding a long spear with an imposing manner. With a "clang" sound, the short knife in the man's hand fell to the ground, and his whole body was listless. Two men came forward, put shackles on the man's wrists, and locked them with locks.
"Dog thief! How dare you steal the prince's wallet!"
Meng Ge and others squeezed through the crowd. A guard next to Meng Ge drew his sword out of its sheath and was about to chop down the thief Huang San.
"Be bold!"
Although he didn't understand what the guard was saying, Kaohsiung shouted and stabbed the spear in his hand sharply. The tip of the gun stopped within an inch or two of the guard's throat.
The scimitar in the guard's hand could no longer cut.
"court death!"
Meng Ge shouted loudly and drew his sword out of its sheath. Kuo Chu and the other guards also drew their swords. The surrounding soldiers and two other men stood up with their swords in hand and confronted Meng Ge and others in the street.
Huang San hurriedly hid behind several men, complaining secretly in his heart. He was just stealing something, why did he make such a big fuss?
"Don't even do it! Don't do it!"
The general manager was frightened and quickly stood up and took out the official documents from the government.
"We are the envoys of the Mongolian Kingdom, here to meet the Emperor of the Song Dynasty! After a misunderstanding, everyone put down their swords!"
After Tongshi murmured some words, Kuo Chu and Meng Ge sheathed their swords, and all the guards took back their weapons.
"Messenger from Mongolia? What are you doing here in Song Dynasty?"
"Go back quickly! Come here and run wild! Haven't you been beaten enough?"
"Get out of here! You are not welcome here!"
When they heard that it was the Mongolian envoy, the people started shouting.
The Hanzhong War was full of articles in the newspapers. Naturally, the people of Song Dynasty did not have any good impression of Meng Ge and other Mongolian envoys.
"Everyone, be quiet!"
The leading gentleman, Kaohsiung, withdrew his spear, waved and shouted, and the onlookers became quiet.
"Are you the Mongolian envoys?"
Kaohsiung took the official document and read it carefully for a moment, then returned it to the general and said loudly to the surrounding soldiers and people:
"Everyone, please leave! Nothing happens!"
After the soldiers and people left one after another, Kaohsiung said to Meng Ge and his party:
"Huang San is a citizen of the Song Dynasty. If he breaks the law, he will be punished by the laws of the Song Dynasty. You in the Song Dynasty, you'd better abide by the law. Otherwise, you will also be punished by the law."
"Yes, yes! Definitely! Definitely!"
The general nodded repeatedly, picked up the money bag, and asked Meng Ge and others:
"Can you prove that this is your purse?"
The general translated and Meng Ge explained it. The gentleman verified that it was correct and handed the money bag to the general. Meng Ge took the money bag and took out a gold ingot and handed it to Kaohsiung, but the latter immediately rejected it.
"As an official of the street department, collecting personal property is an additional crime. There are millions of people in Lin'an City, and the forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. Take care of your belongings, and if anything happens, come to us at the patrol department of the street department. .”
After the gentleman finished speaking, he pointed at Huang San and said bitterly.
"You boy, throw shame on the Tatars and wait for a heavy sentence!"
Kao Xiong and other officials escorted Huang San away. Kuo Chu looked at his back and shook his head gently.
"It's really rare to find an official who doesn't accept payment! I'm afraid there aren't many such officials under Yelu Chucai."
Brother Meng was noncommittal and suddenly asked the general:
"Li Fu, what did those southern people shout just now?"
"Prince Mengge, they just said that our Mongolian envoys are not welcome here. Let us go back quickly!"
Li Fu, the general manager, did not dare to hide anything and answered truthfully.
"Let us go back!"
Brother Meng snorted coldly.
The people of Song Dynasty were not kind to them, and he could tell from the expressions of the people.
"These southern people are so hostile to our Mongolian country. When the time comes when our Mongolian cavalry goes south, we will kill them until they are bloody and leave no one behind!"
Meng Ge was angry, and a guard next to him cursed angrily.
"When the time comes, go south, rob this place, and burn Lin'an City. That will be comfortable!"
Another guard then said angrily.
"The southerners have strong soldiers and horses. With such a large population, how many soldiers are there? It's hard to deal with them!"
Kuo let out a sigh and frowned.
No wonder his father sent him as an envoy to the Song Dynasty, where he learned a lot. The Song Dynasty had a rich and powerful country with a large population, so it took a lot of effort to deal with it.
"It's a pity that we can't get the firearms of the Southerners. It's really frustrating!"
Brother Meng shook his head, his mood seemed to be much worse.
As several people walked forward, their eyes were attracted by the pendulum in front of a shop. Everyone stepped forward and filed into the shop.
"Shopkeeper, is your pendulum accurate? What do these grids mean?"
Kuo Chu looked at the ticking pointer in the glass cover and asked curiously.
Steamboats, carriages, sewers, running water, etc., there are so many weird things in the South.
"Officials, at first glance, you are from overseas."
Seeing that Meng Ge and others were dressed in extraordinary clothes, the shopkeeper came up with a smile on his face and introduced them in detail.
"Master, the 12 grids on the dial represent 12 hours, 24 hours a day, that is, 12 hours; the long hand rotates once, and the middle hand rotates one small grid, which is one minute; the middle hand rotates once, and the middle hand It takes 1 hour to rotate one small division; the last time the clock is wound in three days is here. Replace the clock every 2-3 years, free of charge. The warranty is 5 years, and if there is any quality problem within 5 years, it will be replaced free of charge."
"How much does this big one cost? How much is the smaller one?"
After Tongshi explained, Kuochu continued to ask:
"The big one costs 100 silver yuan, and the small one costs 150 silver yuan. We can deliver it to your residence or to the pier."
The hospitality of the shopkeeper was evident from his experience with such guests.
"Why is the small one more expensive than the big one? Your stuff isn't cheap, isn't it a lie?"
Brother Meng couldn't help but burst out.
"Official, you don't know something. The pendulum is a delicate object. The smaller it is, the more difficult it is to make, and the more expensive it is. If you really want it, I will charge you 85 silver yuan for the big one and 125 silver yuan for the small one. In the entire Lin'an City, there is no one better than us. It’s so cheap!”
The shopkeeper swore that his service would be attentive. Kuo Chu couldn't bear to refuse and nodded.
"Buy two of each size and deliver them to Duting Posthouse. Be sure not to break them!"
The small pendulum can be given to the mother to improve the relationship between mother and child. As for the big pendulum, of course it was my father Ogedai or someone else.
"Don't worry! Sir! I'll pack it for you when the time comes, and you'll be fine by boat or carriage!"
The shopkeeper smiled and nodded repeatedly.
The pendulums produced by Jiangnan Machinery Manufacturing Division are of good quality. If there is a problem, they will be repaired and replaced immediately.
"Brother Meng, do you want to buy two for yourself?"
Kuo Chu took out a 50-tael gold collar and handed it to the shopkeeper.
"let me think again."
Meng Ge was moved, but still did not decide on the spot.
The shopkeeper inspected and weighed the gold collar, took out 5 silver coins, and handed them to Kuo Chu along with the issued receipt.
"Official, the price of gold and silver is 1 to 10, and the exchange rate of silver taels is 100 to 85 silver dollars. 50 taels of gold is 425 silver dollars. The same is true for banks. You have collected it all!"
Kuo Chu nodded and put away the silver coins and bills.
After entering the Song Dynasty, they already had some understanding of new things such as silver coins and banks.
"Kuochou, I think it's rare, just buy one, why buy so many?"
Brother Meng said in confusion.
"Pendulums, soaps, matches, glass, porcelain, etc., I just want to see if Mongolia can make them?"
Kuochei said softly, which seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Everyone passed by a school. The sergeant on duty at the door of the school stood with a gun in his hand, his eyes not squinting, as motionless as a stone.
Meng Ge and Kuo Chu looked at each other, both secretly frightened.
Such a tough guard, with a weathered face, is probably a retired soldier from the army.
Meng Ge looked through the iron gate of the school. On the playground, one group of students was practicing spear stabbing skills, and another group was running, with the same pace.
Kuo Chu and others all turned their heads and looked towards the playground together.
"Stab! Hold back! Stab!"
The teacher's commands kept coming, and the young students spoke in unison, stabbing and retracting their spears. Their childish voices gave Meng Ge and others a chill.
If you practice martial arts at such a young age, and all the people in the Southern Dynasties are soldiers, 70 million people, is this okay?
