Remembering Lanqin's words and seeing that his two guards weren't gaining any advantage, Ushiha had no choice but to say, "Alright, we're going back!"
Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand, the guard gradually stopped fighting. Seeing that they had stopped, the man also stopped fighting.
"Boss lady, go ask that rich young lady for all these broken bowls, tables, and chairs!" the man said with a smirk, his face full of mockery.
Ushiha glared at him a few times, then said to the guards, "Go and give them some silver!"
When she looked back again, the man was gone; he had already left.
Namin pulled Ushiha and said, "Ushiha, forget it, why bother arguing with such a lecher!"
Meanwhile, the man who had just argued with Ushiha strode through the crowd, turned into the best restaurant on West Street, and then followed the flow of people up the stairs to the guest rooms on the second floor. Passersby would instinctively glance at him, because his appearance was simply too dazzling.
The man walked to a doorway; this was the best room in the inn. He pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged man and a dazed young man sitting inside.
"Young Master, where have you been? Master Xia scolded me to death!" The chubby boy greeted the young man with a mournful face as soon as he entered.
"Here you go~" The young man tossed the things he was carrying on his shoulder into the chubby boy's arms and walked towards the middle-aged man sitting inside. "Master Xia, would you like some food?" The young man casually sat down, a smile on his exquisite face. His ornaments jingled, but it didn't seem out of place at all.
“When we came here, we agreed that we were not allowed to go out without my permission. How can I explain this to the Queen if the Prince does this?” Master Xia, dressed in Qing Dynasty attire, was about forty years old and had a goatee. He spoke earnestly.
“Master, I’m just going out for a bowl of glutinous rice balls. What could possibly happen? Besides, this place is so lively. I’ll blend in with everyone, and nobody will recognize me,” the young man said.
"That's just what the prince thinks. The eldest prince's men might be all around. If you go out alone without your teacher and Jitu, and something happens and you don't react in time, it will be too late to regret it," Master Xia said with a worried frown.
"The glutinous rice balls are here!" Tuji said, holding a bowl. He had already divided the glutinous rice balls that the young man had brought back into three bowls and brought them up.
"Master, actually, it was you who sent me out. You told me before that there are so many delicious foods in the Central Plains, and I couldn't resist trying them. This is the glutinous rice ball you mentioned, would you like to try it?" the young man said eagerly.
Seeing the young man's nonchalant attitude, Master Xia sighed and said, "There won't be a next time."
“Master, you said the wisdom of the people of the Central Plains is profound. We came out when the first sheep were sheared, and we have seen many places. The only place we haven’t been inside yet is the Forbidden City. If we could go in and learn about the experience of the people of the Central Plains in governing the country, then this trip would not have been in vain,” the young man said.
Master Xia said, "That's where the rulers of the Qing Dynasty lived. How could you just walk in like that? Unless you can produce official travel documents to meet the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how could you possibly get in like that?"
The young man smiled and said, "This is a private visit. If we reveal our identities, it will attract your attention, brother. It's better if we meet in private."
Master Xia said, "I can take you to meet some people I used to know. They are now important officials in the Qing Dynasty. It would be nice to chat with them."
“Those people are incredibly boring. But it’s good to get to know them,” the young man said.
“Prince, they are very complicated, unlike our Great Ferghana. You can’t tell them everything,” Master Xia said.
“Understood. We Dayuan people aren’t fools. Master, this time I’ve come to the Qing Dynasty to bring back some of their advanced textile technology and culture. We can’t just interact with these officials; we also need to understand the lives and thoughts of the common people,” the young man said. He was the third prince of Dayuan, a kingdom located between Eastern Europe and Asia and the Qing Dynasty, named “Suhari.”
Seeing Su Hali's words, Master Xia nodded and said, "Exactly, that's the purpose of our visit. Now our Great Yuan Kingdom is rich and powerful. In order to further strengthen our national power, we must develop our agriculture and textiles. Otherwise, relying solely on cattle and sheep hides to exchange for silk and tea from the Central Plains is too passive. Their goods are produced continuously. Their tea gardens can grow two seasons a year, covering the mountains and plains. Our cattle and sheep can only be sheared once a year. And look at their silkworms. The tiny insects they raise can produce so much silk, which, when woven into clothing, doubles the price. In short, their sources of goods are very wide, while our cattle and sheep hides are really limited."
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