When Rajiv and Ajay saw what Yu Yuanzheng took out, they knew that their goods had to be exchanged for gold and silver.

This method is easier than asking for gems.

How to trade still needs further discussion, but now they don't speak the same language.

Only through gestures.

But just now on the street, Yu Yuanzheng saw some Arabs.

As to whether it is not certain.

After all, in her eyes, this is an imaginary world.

She wrote down some Arabic numerals on a piece of paper to see if the other person knew them.

When Rajiv saw the numbers, he shouted with joy.

Yu Yuanzheng knew he knew him at first sight.

Just know the numbers.

Yu Yuanzheng took a piece of silk cloth and put it on the table, then wrote the word "5" on a piece of paper, and then took out five silver coins worth one tael from her bosom and put them on the cloth.

It means that a piece of cloth costs five taels of silver.

Rajiv and Ajay understood and nodded.

Such exquisite cloth can be exchanged for just five pieces of silver.

Very cost-effective.

Yu Yuanzheng pointed to the exquisite vase that had been placed on the table.

I wrote 50.

The two of them also understood that it would cost 50 yuan.

As for tea leaves, Yu Yuanzheng also asked Qingfeng to take out a pound of them.

The price of tea is a bit difficult.

Different varieties, different prices.

She just wrote 10~200 and gestured with her hand.

The pinky finger is 10, the thumbs up is 200.

The two nodded and understood that there was a difference, the difference was 10 silver coins, and the other party wanted 200 silver coins.

Several people started communicating with each other through gestures and guessing.

Finally Rajiv invited them to have dinner at his house.

At this time, Rajiv's wife appeared with a child about ten years old.

Yu Yuanzheng saw a woman with a slightly dark face.

She took out a box of rouge, opened it, put a little on the back of her hand with her finger, and showed it to Mrs. Rajiv.

Mrs. Lanjifu looked much paler.

She took it with a smile, and let a female slave put it on her in front of everyone.

With rouge to cover blemishes, my skin looks much whiter.

Seeing that she liked it so much, Yu Yuanzheng offered her eyebrow pencil and took the initiative to draw her eyebrows.

It immediately became much more beautiful.

Rajiv exclaimed it was magical.

When Rajiv led them to the restaurant, Yu Yuanzheng had already noticed that there were neither chopsticks nor forks on the low, long table, only a few exquisite copper kettles and copper plates.

Her heart sank as she suddenly realized what she was about to face.

If this is really her understanding of the ancient India, then she might end up making a fool of herself.

"Please take a seat, distinguished guests." Rajiv made an inviting gesture.

Shangguan Ziqi was the first to go to the dining table, but was stunned when he saw the floor mat in front of his seat.

"We...sit on the ground?"

He asked Yu Yuanzheng in a low voice, his brows already furrowed.

Yu Yuanzheng nodded gently and lowered her voice: "This is a different custom here, so follow the local customs."

䀴As soon as she finished saying this, Rajiv and others had already sat cross-legged on the ground.

Yu Yuanzheng shrugged her shoulders and took the lead to kneel gracefully on the cushion, with her wide skirt spread out like a blooming lotus.

She immediately gathered up her skirt.

Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other, and finally followed their master and sat down.

Shangguan Ziqi hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly sat down cross-legged, but he was obviously uncomfortable and kept adjusting his posture.

The other guards and the four Chunyi sisters also sat down.

All of a sudden, the whole table was filled.

The servants began to serve the dishes, and plates of colorful curries, fragrant flatbreads, rice, and various sauces filled the long table.

Mrs. Rajiv demonstrated with a smile. She took some rice from the public plate with her right hand and put it on her own copper plate. Then she poured the curry on it and stirred it with her nimble fingers.

"Oh my God!" Qingfeng couldn't help but exclaimed, and immediately covered his mouth.

Mingyue widened her eyes and looked strange.

The other guards also looked at Mrs. Rajiv in surprise.

Shangguan Ziqi's expression was as if he had seen something incredible, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

Yu Yuanzheng noticed the guards' reactions and smiled secretly.

She cleared her throat and said, "Everyone, it is a traditional custom here to eat with your hands. They believe that this way they can better feel the temperature and texture of the food and will not burn their mouths.

At that time, they believed that food was the most sacred thing and had to be treated like a god, so they had to eat it with their hands, and only with their right hands. "

"Hand? Hand directly?" Shangguan Ziqi's voice rose an octave. This was unbelievable.

"This... this is simply disgraceful!"

Rajiv seemed to notice that his guest was unwell and looked at Yu Yuanzheng puzzledly.

Yu Yuanzheng quickly smiled, grabbed a small ball of rice with his right hand, mixed it with curry, and put it into his mouth.

The warmth of the rice and the richness of the curry flowing through your fingertips is indeed a novel experience.

"It tastes delicious." Yu Yuanzheng praised sincerely, gave a thumbs up, and then turned to his friends, "Try it, just treat it as an adventure."

Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged a fearless look, stretched out their hands hesitantly, and retracted them halfway.

"What are you afraid of? Just treat it as grilling wild game in the wild. Aren't you eating it with your hands?" Yu Yuanzheng smiled when he saw the two people's actions.

Yuanshan and Jinshui stretched out their hands as if they were ready to die, grabbed a handful of rice and put it into the copper plate in front of them, and mixed it like the host did.

Seeing this, Yu Yuanzheng nodded repeatedly.

Good, flexible.

Shangguan Ziqi stood there frozen, his face uncertain.

"Husband," Yu Yuanzheng lowered her voice, "think about our relationship with silk and porcelain. A little difference in diet is nothing."

This sentence seemed to have an effect.

Shangguan Ziqi took a deep breath, and finally stretched out his slender right hand, which was usually used to hold a sword, and touched the rice cautiously, as if he was touching something dangerous.

Rajiv's youngest son couldn't help but giggle when he saw this scene.

He grabbed a piece of naan, dipped it in the curry, stuffed it into his mouth with deliberate exaggeration, and then winked at the chess player.

Yu Yuanzheng couldn't help laughing: "It seems that we are being laughed at by the kids."

Shangguan Ziqi blushed and finally made up his mind to grab a handful of rice.

However, his movements were too stiff, and most of the rice leaked out from between his fingers and scattered on the front of his clothes.

Mrs. Rajiv quickly signaled to the maid to bring a wet towel, her eyes full of kind smiles.

Qingfeng's situation was even more chaotic.

He tried to eat the rice with his fingertips like the locals, but accidentally got too much curry on his fingertips. It was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue and almost cried.

Mingyue wanted to help him, but in a panic she knocked over the kettle, spilling the water all over the floor.

For a moment, an awkward atmosphere spread across the table.

Yu Yuanzheng had no choice but to smile and bow to the host.

"Slow down, like this." Yu Yuanzheng demonstrated patiently, using her thumb, index finger, and middle finger to gently pick up a small ball of rice. "You don't need too much, just a little bit at a time."

Shangguan Ziqi tried again, and this time he successfully put a small ball of curry rice into his mouth. His eyes suddenly widened: "This...this taste..."

"Would you like to eat?" Yu Yuanzheng asked with a smile.