After briefly explaining to Ao Chen, Fang Zheng walked towards the priest who was still discussing with a group of priests with great interest.
He asked loudly: "Father, how do you feel on this journey?"
Coming in a carriage on the road, they naturally had a clear view of the scenery along the way.
The smooth roads and the beautifully built Taoyuan New City are all in sight.
Father Solje said happily: "I can believe what Mr. Fang said now. This is indeed a good place."
He was still worried when he came here, but what he saw on the way was enough to prove that Fang Zhengyi was not lying.
Such roads and such an environment are simply not available to the people of Feka.
And those small buildings with extremely unique decorations on the outskirts of the city are even more impossible to exist.
Only the homes of rich people can compete with this kind of building in Feka.
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand as an invitation and said: "Then follow me into the city for a visit, but remember to restrain your men from running around. We, the people of Taoyuan County, have never seen outsiders like you, lest we There was an accident.”
Father Solje nodded, then shouted a lot to the missionaries behind him, and then turned back and said: "Master Fang, don't worry, they are all devout believers, and they will never mess with you. The rules here.”
"Okay, let's go."
A large number of foreigners lined up to enter the city under the watchful eyes of the city defenders.
After entering the city, Father Solje suddenly felt enlightened.
This broad and clean road has a different style. The streets are full of people and full of fireworks.
The missionary behind him couldn't help but let out a slight cry, and then began to whisper again.
However, the size of the crowd quickly attracted the attention of the people in Taoyuan County, and some people began to move together in tacit understanding, forming a human wall.
Obviously, these foreigners with tall noses and deep eyes shocked many people, and the time and space under the city gate seemed to freeze for a moment.
The crowd was wary, staring at Father Solje and others.
The people in the missionary group also became nervous and stopped discussing. The two sides began to look at each other.
Fang Zheng stepped out from the crowd and stood next to Father Solje. The expressions of the Taoyuan people opposite him immediately softened.
Since the master is there, it shouldn't be a big problem, and he might be his guest.
When Fang Zheng saw the suspicious eyes focused on him, he raised his hands and said, "Don't panic, everyone. I'm bringing foreigners to visit Taoyuan County. You all should do your own thing! If nothing happens, just leave. Don't Look around!"
Out of their strong trust in Fang Zhengyi, the crowd gradually dispersed, and some people began to walk to the corner to observe secretly.
Fang Zheng turned around and smiled: "You guys are a little uncomfortable when you first arrive here. This will definitely not happen again when you move around here more in the future."
Father Solje nodded: "Thank you, sir. I can understand this."
After all, unlike in Feka, not to mention culture, the difference in looks is really huge.
Putting themselves in their shoes, if such a large group of Orientals suddenly came to Fika, they would also have to be wary.
Fang Zhengyi led the crowd and continued walking inside.
The people watching were as usual, but when they saw Fang Zheng taking the lead, they didn't react too strongly.
The people in the missionary group just walk and watch.
Although they had already entered the great scenery, they only took a quick glance at the scenery from Jianglinggang to the capital, and were taken to a remote small house not long after.
Now that we have entered the "big city", we have finally seen a corner of the great scenery.
Strange-style buildings, clean and tidy environment, and vibrant scenes.
All of them made Father Solje tremble in his heart.
good! This must be a wonderful city! He has been to three countries to preach, and every one of those places was poor and backward.
During the rainy season, the sky is filled with mud, garbage is dumped on the streets, and the air is always filled with a disgusting smell.
Where are the people? Maybe we can't talk about common people, they are all village women, villagers and serfs. They always look dirty, even their clothes are stained and full of parasites, and their eyes are full of exhaustion that cannot be concealed.
It's completely different here!
Needless to say, the streets are very clean as can be seen from the way ordinary people dress!
Not only is there no disgusting smell in the air, but there is a faint scent from the street stalls.
He had never smelled this kind of fragrance before.
Could it be the taste of food made by those people?
But he has never eaten good food in all the time he has been in Dajing. It is all boiled in plain water, without any oil or water, so that now he feels sick when he smells the food.
Many times he had a deep suspicion that the pursuit of food by people in Dajing might be no different from that of serfs.
But this taste seems a little special...
Father Solje turned his attention to the street stall, where steamed buns and soup were being steamed, and the steam was slowly rising.
He couldn't help but swallow.
"Master Fang, what is that?"
Fang Zheng turned his head and glanced: "Oh, those are steamed buns, haven't you ever eaten them?"
The priest shook his head: "I haven't eaten before. What we ate at our residence before was all kinds of boiled vegetables, and a kind of pasta called steamed buns. There was no bread."
Seeing that many missionaries were focusing on various stalls, Fang Zheng said: "Well, you must be hungry after being on the road for such a long time. Then I will take you to eat first. When you are full, we will take our time. Watch slowly."
Father Solje licked his lips and said awkwardly: "Master Fang, we don't have the money yet."
"It doesn't matter, I'll invite you first this time, so come with me."
On the way to the restaurant, the mission team was still observing. Father Solje suddenly said: "Master Fang, I found that the roads here are very well built, but why do you plant so many trees beside the roads? They don't take up space. What?"
"Because it looks good."
"Just because it looks good?"
"Yes, beauty is productivity. Everything in our great scenery follows the natural way, and the scenery of this city is naturally the same. Don't you think it's beautiful?"
"Well...it's indeed pretty. Then what are those houses with blue and pink figures painted on them?"
"That's the withdrawal of the master's degree..."
Father Solje felt happy and bitter at the same time. Are all convenient places built so beautifully? There is no such place in Feka, but there are streets specially designed for convenience...
We walked and chatted along the way, and soon we arrived in front of the restaurant.
Fang Zhengyi made arrangements: "Lufa, go in first and see if there are enough seats. We will arrange a table for ten people together later. If there are not enough seats, clear out a few tables and put them on my account. We are waiting here now." So as not to shock others.”
Lufa said yes and then entered the restaurant.
Not long after, the seats were arranged and the missionary group was led inside.
As Fang Zheng was about to enter, Lai Gou'er suddenly said: "Brother, you go ahead, I'll go in later."
Fang Zhengyi asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
Lai Gouer chuckled and took out something from his arms: "I have a good thing. Come in when you feel comfortable."
In an instant, Fang Zhengyi's pupils shrank violently: "This...is this?"
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