The salted fish couple is fleeing famine

Chapter 292 Potatoes

The view of the entire city from the top of the castle is majestic.

Within the walls of the castle is the urban area, with squares, palaces, temples, residences, warehouses, and no less than 200 various buildings.

They are all built according to the terrain and are integrated with the natural environment.

The governor noticed their shock and was very proud that his guests had never seen anything like this.

He deliberately slowed down his pace to make it easier for them to observe.

As he watched, he sighed, Daxia walked toward the mission for about half an hour before arriving at the destination of his trip.

The palace where the king of the Inca Empire resided.

King Atahualba, who is nearly fifty years old, wears a sleeveless knee-length robe, sits on his golden throne, and wears a crown made of gold and emeralds on his head.

The base of his crown is made of gold and engraved with intricate and detailed patterns of branches, leaves, flowers, vines, and shells.

Hei Wa couldn't count them in detail, but he estimated that there should be dozens of emeralds inlaid in the entire crown.

The main hall they were in now was the main hall of the entire palace, where King Atahualba went to court to discuss matters.

A huge golden plate was carved on an entire wall of the main hall.

On the gold plate is an anthropomorphic face, which should be the sun god they worship.

Within a short period of time, Huang Shangshu and the others learned that the most widespread religious belief in the Inca Empire was the Sun God.

The king was said to be the direct incarnation of God, which sanctified the royal power.

Among the three giants, Heiwa was the calmest, Huang Shangshu was the most nervous, and Gao Huaiyu was the most shocked.

A country that only lives in stone houses actually has so much gold for its walls?
This king is very wealthy, does it mean that they have gained a lot from this trip?
When they met for the first time, Xia Shangshu followed their previous discussion.

Presented to King Atahualpa: two palace embroidery screens with goshawks and horses, two sets of pastel porcelain, two sets of blue and white porcelain, ten pieces of fine silk, and twenty kilograms of tea.

The eight little translators couldn't come in handy yet, so the first time they met, they could only offer generous gifts and smiles.

After all, the biggest drawback is the language barrier.

The Tatar language of Huang Shangshuhui is of no use at all.

The other two officials of the Lifan Yuan also speak the languages ​​of some ethnic minorities. They are old and have poor memory.

The first ones to learn how to barely communicate with the people of the Inca Empire were Zhao Leiting and Yuan Wenjie.

Even if they don't have learning talent, Lu Shaoting, Han Kuangyuan, Miao Shujian, and Pei Jiesun are better than adults like them.

The ship merchants were more flexible, but the diplomatic relations between the two countries had not yet been formally established, and they did not bring their group off the ship.

King Atahualba already had a preliminary understanding of the envoys from the Great Xia Dynasty from the governor who first contacted them.

They came on hundreds of large ships, and the weapons they brought looked sharper than their bronzes.

He still understands the rules and wanders around before arriving in the empire. He even gives generous gifts when he comes to see him.

He said that these people can observe and contact them again.

"The sun god can help us identify whether it is an enemy or a friend. Let them wait." King Atahualba told the governor before they left.

After waiting like this, Hei Wa and the others were left waiting in Manchester City for ten days.

In addition to providing them with free food and accommodation, people will follow them when they leave their residence. Whether it's surveillance or protection, they can't stay out of the sight of these people.

Poor them, there is nothing good to do even when they go out and wander around.

The main thing is that the Inca Empire had no markets, no shops, no currency, no need to buy anything.

The production, storage and distribution of all their goods was entirely controlled by the Inca king and the imperial power he represented.

Inca civilians also paid taxes in kind, usually crops, pottery, precious metals, dyes, textiles, etc.

Each locality submitted an annual tax to the state-owned warehouse, from which it received its distribution of food, tools, and clothing.

In return, Inca civilians could rely on adequate food rations from the state to avoid starvation.

and receive provision from the state when sick and after old age.

This collective rationing system reminded Heiwa of a certain country in later generations, where food, clothing, and housing were provided by the state, and education and medical care were free.

Manchester City is only so big, and before they knew it, five days had passed, and they had visited every corner of the city.

Not only was Huang Shangshu unable to sit still, Gao Huaiyu was also extremely bored.

"Uncle, do you think King Atahualpa doesn't like the gifts we sent? He didn't show any reaction at all!"

Huang Shangshu is anxious.

As the Minister of the Lifan Yuan, if the credentials of the two countries are not exchanged for one day, it will not be regarded as the successful establishment of diplomatic relations, and his work will not be considered completed.

"Master Shangshu, don't worry. It's difficult for us to communicate now. Even if King Atahualba wants to talk to us, it's not right. We should hurry up and let the boys learn the language!"

Hei Wa felt that he had already arrived in South America, his most important destination, so why should he be impatient?

Although Gao Huaiyu is impatient, he is very aware of current affairs:
"There are only twenty of us, and there are thousands of soldiers that can be seen in Manchester City. Don't underestimate their wooden sticks and dumitas. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands!"

Huang Shangshu is always a good old man:
"Well, uncle and General Gao are right. You can't start a dispute casually. Looking at the people from the Inca Empire, it's not difficult to deal with them. In other words, everything else is fine. It's just that the people here are so mushy that I really can't. I’m not used to it!”

Huang Shangshu could not have imagined that Hei Wa almost burst into tears from the first meal to this mushy meal.

Potato, potato, I finally found you.

Hei Wa endured Peng Bai's thoughts and tried his best to find the words, but Huang Shangshu brought them to him.

He said to Huang Shangshu in a mysterious tone: "Don't think about whether you are used to it or not. You have to think about it. It is obvious that we have never seen these mush before, let alone eaten it.

I guess that this must be a local specialty. If it can be made into paste, it must be a food crop.

Whether this thing is easy to grow and whether the yield is high is the key!

To put it bluntly, how much are gold, silver and jewelry worth when there is no food? This can be used as food, we have to take it back to Daxia! "

The more Gao Huaiyu listened, the more reasonable he felt. When he finally heard it, he sat up straight and looked at Hei Wa with burning eyes.

Huang Shangshu was stunned. He thought that he had gotten to know Uncle Zhongqin in the past half year.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhongqin was more far-sighted than he thought.

"This, this, can we plant in Daxia? This place is more than 108,000 miles away from our Daxia!" Huang Shangshu, who had no farming experience, also encountered difficulties.

"Our land in Daxia is so vast, we can always find suitable land for growing these grains. If we grow more kinds of grains, we will have more security. These locusts are terrifying to us!"

(End of this chapter)