"Oh, welcome, Old Fa! Welcome to join the big Tang family!" Tang Ping shouted to Fakhr al-Din in fluent Arabic.
It was Arum's army that massacred Tang's trading group, so it was Arum who had a grudge against them. Now Arum has committed suicide and died for his country.
This Fakhr al-Din was indeed bullied by Tang Ping as soon as he arrived in Tianzhu. Even if there was a siege later, everyone would be their master.
Now that the other party has surrendered, it is impossible for Tang Ping to say that he must be killed. If this is the case, who among the Turks, Tubo and East Vietnam who have fought with the Tang Dynasty in the past would dare to surrender.
Before and after this battle, the Arab Empire had wiped out more than 300,000 troops, so Tang Ping was no longer obsessed with revenge.
Otherwise, could the Arab race be exterminated?
Moreover, the Arab region will become an important source of resources for the Tang Dynasty in the future. As the commander of the Arab Production and Construction Corps, Fakhr al-Din still has to maintain a good relationship.
Fakhr al-Din was a little speechless. Tang Ping's Arabic was as fluent as a person who had lived in Arabia for decades. How could he not know that he was different from the Tang people and had no surname at all?
But at this time, he could only squeeze out a smile and hug Tang Ping.
Today is the celebration banquet of the Tang Dynasty military after the surrender. The generals of the Tang Expeditionary Force are all here, and they all look at Fakhr al-Din curiously.
Including Duan Zhixuan, who came in a wheelchair.
Duan Zhixuan recovered quickly after being out of danger. He had been worried about the war in Tianzhu, so Tang Ping brought him back. However, he had difficulty moving, so Gou Shaoqing gave him an electric wheelchair.
This thing made Cheng Zhijie so jealous that he asked Tang Ping to get one for him when he returned to Chang'an.
"Take your seat, come and take your seat!" Tang Ping pulled Fakhr al-Din. He had no choice, he was the only one who could speak Arabic, and he was the only one who could translate. So Fakhr al-Din sat on his left, and another one sat on his right. Surrender Asir.
They are all generals in the army and are not so particular. They don't like the meal sharing system, so they just made a big round table with a turntable on it.
"Everyone is in a good mood today. For this meal, our Mr. Ping Guo invited all the little cooks at home." Cheng Zhijie laughed and said, "Old Cheng paid for it today and bought it from Mr. Ping Guo." Some good wine, everyone has been holding back for several months. Now that the war is over, we will never return unless we are drunk."
Tang Ping glanced at Cheng Zhijie angrily and said, "Old Cheng, you are so shameless. Now you want to spend money on me to buy wine for everyone to drink. Do you think I am embarrassed to accept your money?"
Although Tang Ping is also shameless, it depends on who he is dealing with. Many of the generals in the Tang Army are their elders. He really cannot be as shameless as Cheng Zhijie.
"Hahahaha, it's good to know, but why don't you bring the good wine!"
"You don't have to say it!" Tang Ping rolled his eyes at him, and when he picked up Xiao Luo, he asked Lao Cui and Lao Du to bring more than ten boxes of liquor.
"Hahahaha, don't be polite today!" Cheng Zhijie took a bottle of liquor, and just like he was entertaining everyone, he unscrewed the lid and started pouring wine for everyone.
Fakhr al-Din and Asir had never seen such white wine. At first they thought Cheng Zhijie had poured them white water, but they realized it wasn't white water when they smelled it.
"Is this wine?" Asir asked suspiciously.
"Yes, it is a very high-alcohol wine, which is different from the wine you make by soaking dates in water and fermenting them." Tang Ping explained.
Different from the inherent concept held by modern people that "Arab countries do not drink alcohol", before the Prophet Muhammad founded Islam, Arabs were addicted to alcohol and could not have fun without alcohol.
At that time, in the Arabian Peninsula, there were taverns wherever people lived. In addition to brandy from Howland and Lebanon, the alcoholic drinks that people drank were alcoholic drinks formed by soaking dates in water as Tang Ping said.
Later, when Muhammad founded Islam, he strictly prohibited drinking alcohol, but that was only for ordinary believers. Nobles like Fakhr al-Din would still drink secretly at home.
Fakhr al-Din stuck out his tongue and tasted it, and then he gasped from the spicy food: "It's quite fragrant, but it's too spicy."
Asil, on the other hand, held the small wine glass and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.
Then his face turned red from holding it in, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Wow, it feels so good!"
Cheng Zhibo shook the table and said with a smile: "You are so talented, I like you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Asir slapped himself on the table.
Tang Ping shrugged and said to Fakhrdin: "Especially if you drink this kind of wine for the first time, you have to taste it bit by bit slowly."
While talking, one after another delicious food was served.
"This is Dorama. Is this dish available in Arabia now?" Tang Ping asked curiously.
Dorama is the Arabic pronunciation. It is actually made of lamb wrapped in grape leaves and then steamed. It is considered a famous modern Arabic dish.
Fakhr al-Din shook his head, then took a bite curiously, and was immediately conquered by the fragrant mutton.
"What about this? What is this?" He asked, pointing to another piece of food in front of him.
"This is Ke Xike, and you haven't eaten it before?" Tang Ping even asked Xiaoluo to cook a few famous Arabic dishes, but he didn't expect that none of them existed in this era.
This kesike is also pronounced in Arabic. It is a snack made of dried yogurt and wheat grains, with a layer of olive oil on top, which tastes sour and salty.
The generals of the Tang Dynasty all said that this food tasted weird and they were not in the habit of eating it. Only Fakhr al-Din ate one piece after another and couldn't stop at all.
Tang Ping was also asked to teach his cook how to make this dish.
There is a certain reason why Chinese people always like to discuss things at the dinner table.
Mainly because after a few glasses of wine, everyone seemed to get to know each other quite well.
Fakhrdin even took Tang Ping to serve three glasses of wine to Duan Zhixuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair. Everyone laughed and put their grudges aside.
Apart from anything else, Fakhr al-Din has a really good drinking capacity. It was his first time drinking, one glass after another, and he was only a little tipsy after drinking eight ounces of white wine.
Later, I heard that the Turkic generals, Fusang generals, and Nanzhao generals sitting next to me were all tributaries of the Tang Dynasty. They basically surrendered after being beaten by the Tang Dynasty, which made me even more excited.
Tang Ping didn't accompany him, but he could still lead those people to talk and gesture, and then have two drinks.
By the end of the meal, General Datang was almost half drunk.
Fakhr al-Din raised his glass and shouted: "Long live the Tang Dynasty, long live the Arab Production and Construction Corps!"
