Bursa was the capital of the early Ottoman years.

However, as the empire expanded, the ancient capital of Bursa gradually weakened.

Especially in 1453, with the roar of the Cannons of Urban, Mamat II himself led an army of 80,000 to capture Constantinople, moved the capital here, and renamed it Istanbul, that is, the Turkic word "go to the city", Bursa became more and more nameless.

But in fact, as an ancient capital, Bursa is still very substantial.

Since Roman times, it has been famous for its mineral-rich hot springs.

The current ruler of Loma, Abdulaziz Ogru Mamat II, also likes to come here every winter to enjoy the lavish palaces, mosques, and baths of La Mustafa Pasha.

In the hot springs, His Majesty the Sultan and several of his favored servants bathed naked, their black chest hair and drooping beard floating on the water, and the swarthy seemed to have a sadako lurking in front of their crotch.

Veiled, lightly dressed little Asiatic maids kept scooping up pools of water and pouring them on the men's bodies.

On both sides of the pool, dozens of swarthy and strong black men were prostrate on the ground.

These were castrated blacks who were used as laborers in the court, and could also be called eunuchs.

There are many benefits to using blacks as eunuchs.

Perhaps because of the immaturity of castration technology, when the Ottoman court originally used Arab, Slavic, or Polish eunuchs, it often happened that uncastrated eunuchs would defile the court and cuckold His Majesty the Sultan.

Replaced by a black eunuch, at least the child born is not a wild seed, you can see at a glance.

But of course, the excessive expansion of eunuch power can also cause chaos.

In the 17th century, there was chaos similar to that of the late Tang Dynasty, when the black eunuchs in power were able to depose the sultan.

But that's all in the past.

Today's His Majesty Abdul is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and when he is in power, of course, he will not be at the mercy of a few black minions.

In front of this young and promising sultan, the black eunuchs trembled, lying on the ground, and did not dare to gasp.

Abdul's position as sultan was inherited from his brother.

Both brothers admired the material civilization of Western Europe.

More than ten years ago, the Crimean War against Russia, in which Britain and France participated, quickly brought the Ottomans closer to Western Europe.

Abdul carried out Westernization reforms internally, imitating France to establish a new type of education system and a new type of education system.

At the same time, he was also the first Ottoman Sultan to visit Western Europe, and was called the most enlightened sultan in the Western European world.

Abdul Sultan leaned against the wall of the pool inlaid with precious stones, and took the aluminum wine glass handed by the maid: "Ali, do you feel particularly delicious when you come to taste today's fermented grape juice?" ”

Ali Pasha was Abdul Sultan's right-hand man, and he was highly valued, and he would not be forgotten even if there were good things.

Removing his right hand from the maid's slender waist, Ali also took the glass from the waiter.

"ZZ is the greatest, this cup is so beautiful, if I'm not mistaken, it must be an aluminum luxury from Mingguo!"

Ali complimented, "Such a container can give the fermented grape juice a more attractive aroma." ”

"Haha, my Ali, you have a good eye, but our Prussian friends have also started to produce aluminum, and the reason why these fermented grape juices are so sweet is not because there is anything special about the container."

The Sultan waved his hand triumphantly, "A hint for you, guess where these fermented grape juices are produced?" ”

"This ......"

Ali took a deep breath, then took a sip, savored the aftertaste carefully on the tip of his tongue, and then replied quite confidently: "This should be authentic French grape juice, of high quality, the most delicious and healthy drink in the world." ”

"Hahaha......"

The Sultan laughed so hard that tears were streaming down his eyes.

Ali had a question mark on his face.

In fact, wine tasting is such a thing, which is originally three points by taste, three points by guessing, and four points by observing words and feelings, which is not much different from asking divination and fortune telling.

Ali knew His Majesty the Sultan too well.

Although he had close contacts with Prussia, he was actually a fine man.

The luxury goods he used every day were not used, and he even tried to ask Napoleon III for 30 French chefs when he visited Paris.

After Napoleon III's refusal, the Sultan was resentful of the fact that Istanbul's chefs could only grill meat, not as good as Parisian chefs.

So when the Sultan asked where the grape juice came from, Ali didn't really think much about it, and rightly guessed that it was French grape juice.

But now it seems, the answer doesn't seem to be the case.

Ali asked tentatively, "Is this Italian grape juice?" The grapes of the two Sicilies are also of good quality......"

"Ouch...... The farther you guess, Ali! ”

The Sultan asked for a handkerchief to wipe away his tears and tried to suppress his laughter, "Ali, what would you think if I told you that these fermented grape juices came from the New World?" ”

"The New World?"

Ali's eyes widened in disbelief.

Although the taste is indeed not bad, it is too disrespectful to be a dignified Ottoman caliph and drink fermented grape juice from the New World.

The Sultan, of course, knew what Ali was thinking, and explained with a smile: "But your first answer is not completely wrong. Although these musts are produced in the New World, they are indeed the most authentic French musts. ”

As a famous wise man of the Ottomans, Ali quickly thought of a possibility: "You mean ......"

"That's right!"

The Sultan triumphantly raised his glass, shook it in mid-air, and then drank it down, "These grape juices are made by Napoleon and Eugénie himself, and according to the United Fruit Company of Minrican, these grapes are washed one by one by Eugénie and then 'chewed' by the ancient Oriental process for the first saccharification and fermentation......"

With this, the Sultan raised the second glass of grape juice and drank it again, as if it were not the juice that had been drunk, but Eugenie.

I see, Ali finally understood why the Sultan was so happy today.

What could be more pleasurable than squandering what had been so hard to ask for?

Ali also raised his glass and laughed, and drank three glasses of grape juice in a row.

Ali knew that if nothing else, he and His Majesty the Sultan would definitely be helped out of the hot springs today.

So while the Sultan was not yet drunk, Ali seized the opportunity to report on some recent diplomatic events.

Talking about government affairs in the bathhouse, who dares to say that the pothos is not Luo?

Of course, what Ali didn't know was that more than 140 years later, with the development of genetic testing technology, the truth came to light.

This pothos is indeed Zhenluo, but Zhenluo is too much, and Luo is not Turkic at all.