Royal Gold Magistrate

After briefly explaining what happened to Ao Chen, Fang Zhengyi walked towards the priest who was still discussing enthusiastically with a group of priests.

He asked loudly, "Father, how do you feel along the way?"

Coming in a carriage on the road, the scenery along the way was naturally seen clearly by them.

The smooth roads and the beautiful Taoyuan New City are naturally panoramic.

Father Soljay said happily: "Now I can trust Mr. Fang's words, this place is indeed a good place."

Originally, he was still anxious when he came here, but the things along the way were enough to prove that Fang Zhengyi was not lying.

Such a road, such an environment, the people of Feika do not have it at all.

And those small buildings with extremely unique decorations on the outskirts of the city are even more impossible to exist.

Such a building in Feika can only be compared with the rich man's house.

Fangzheng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said, "Then follow me into the city for a look, but remember to restrain your subordinates from running around. The people of Taoyuan County have never seen outsiders like you, lest you There was an accident."

Father Solger nodded, and then yelled a lot at the missionaries behind him, then turned around again 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 and entered the city under the watchful eyes of the city guards.

After entering the city, Father Soljay suddenly felt enlightened.

This wide and clean road has another style. The streets are full of people and fireworks.

The missionary behind him also couldn't help making a slight cry, and then started whispering again.

However, the size of this crowd quickly attracted the attention of the people of Taoyuan County, and some people began to move tacitly and gathered together to form a wall.

Obviously, these foreigners with high noses and deep eyes shocked many people, and the time and space under the city gate seemed to freeze for a while.

The crowd was guarded, staring at Father Soljay and the others.

The people in the missionary group also became nervous and stopped discussing, and the two sides began to look at each other.

Fangzheng got out of the crowd and stood next to Father Solger, and the expressions of the people in Taoyuan on the opposite side suddenly softened.

Since the master is there, it shouldn't be a big problem, maybe it's his guest.

As soon as Fangzheng saw suspicious eyes focused on him, he raised his hands and said, "Everyone, don't panic, I will bring foreigners to visit Taoyuan County, and you will do your own thing! If you have nothing to do, go away, don't Look around!"

Out of Fang Zhengyi's strong trust, the crowd gradually dispersed, and some people began to go to the corner to observe secretly.

Fangzheng turned his head and smiled: "You are new here, and everyone is somewhat uncomfortable. This will definitely not happen again when you have more activities here in the future."

Father Soljay nodded: "Thank you, my lord, I can understand that."

After all, it is different from Feika, let alone culture, the difference in appearance alone is too great.

Thinking in another way, if such a large group of orientals suddenly came to Fika, they should also be vigilant.

Fangzheng led the crowd to continue walking in.

The onlookers were as usual, but they didn't react too violently when they saw Fang Zheng taking the lead.

The people of the missionary group walk and watch.

Although they had already entered the big scene, they only took a quick look at the scenery from Jiangling Port to the capital, and they were taken to a remote small house not long after.

Now that you have entered a 'big city', you can see a corner of the big scene.

Strange buildings, clean and tidy environment, and a vibrant scene.

All of them made Father Soljay's heart tremble.

good!This must be a wonderful city!He has been to three countries to preach, and none of those places is poor and backward.

During the rainy season, the sky is full of mud, and the garbage on the street is dumped at random. The air is always filled with a disgusting smell.

What about the people?Maybe there are no ordinary people, but they are all village women and peasants and serfs. Their bodies are always dirty, even their clothes are stained with corners, full of parasites, and their eyes are full of fatigue that cannot be concealed.

Here it is completely different!

Needless to say, the street, the clothes of ordinary people can be seen to be quite clean!

Not only was there no disgusting smell in the air, but there was a vaguely scented smell from the stalls on the street.

He had never smelled such a scent before.

Could it be the taste of food made by those people?

But after coming to Dajing for so long, he has never eaten good food. They are all boiled in clear water without any oil or water, so that now he feels disgusted by the smell of vegetables.

How many times he deeply doubted that people in Dajing might be no different from serfs in their pursuit of food.

But this taste seems to be a bit special...

Father Soljay turned his attention to the street stalls, where steamed buns and soup were being cooked, and the steam was slowly rising.

He swallowed involuntarily.

"Master Fang, what is that?"

Fangzheng turned his head and took a look: "Oh, those are steamed buns, haven't you guys eaten them?"

The priest shook his head: "I haven't eaten it. We used to eat all kinds of boiled vegetables and a kind of pastry called steamed buns. We didn't even have bread."

Seeing that the eyes of many missionaries were mainly focused on various small stalls, Fangzheng said together: "Well, you should be hungry after such a long journey. Then I will take you to eat first, and let's take it easy when you are full." Slow down."

Father Solger licked his lips and said awkwardly, "Master Fang, we don't have any money yet."

"It's okay, this time I will invite you first, so follow me."

On the way to the restaurant, the missionary group was still observing, and Father Soljay suddenly said: "Master Fang, I found that the roads here are very well repaired, but why do you plant so many trees beside the road? It doesn't take up much space. Is it?"

"Because it looks good."

"Just because it looks good?"

"Yes, beauty is productivity. We pay attention to the way of nature in everything we do, and the city's style is naturally the same. Don't you think it's beautiful?"

"Uh...it's really pretty, but what are those houses with blue and pink people painted on?"

"That's Shushuo..."

Father Solger felt both joy and bitterness in his heart. Are all the convenient places so beautifully repaired?There is no such place in Feika, but there are streets specially used for convenience...

Walked and chatted along the way, and soon arrived in front of the restaurant.

Fangzheng made an arrangement: "Lufa, go in first to see if there are enough seats. We will arrange a table for ten people and arrange them together later. If there are not enough seats, a few tables will be allocated to my account. We are waiting now. So as not to surprise others."

Rufa said yes, and then entered the restaurant.

Not long after, seats were arranged and the missionary group was led inside.

As soon as Fangzheng was about to enter, Lai Gou'er suddenly said: "Brother, you go first, I will go in later."

Fangzheng asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Lai Gou'er chuckled, and took out something from his arms: "I have a good thing, let's go in after a while."

In an instant, Fang Zhengyi's pupils constricted violently: "This...is this?"

......