Berlin.

An atmosphere of sadness flooded the city.

William I, the sole ancestor of the Solus Empire, was killed at the hands of the Assassins.

When the bad news came, the whole country mourned and mourned.

Of course, this is the official statement.

The death of William I was not bad news for most of the people of the independent country.

Because in the past few years, mothers have lost their sons, wives have lost their husbands, and children have lost their fathers, and the so-called "bad news has come", which has become the norm in this country.

When male workers on farms and factories joined the army, their jobs were replaced by women, minors, and the elderly over the age of service.

They spend their days worrying about their loved ones on the front lines or in wartime hospitals, or grieving for those who have died in battle. They also had to worry about how to feed themselves and their children, and they had no time to mourn for His Majesty, nor did they have tears to cry for His Majesty.

Now that the 2B railway has just been repaired, all the materials exported by the Ming Dynasty have been used to supplement the needs of the army, and the supply of civilian Daming pork has been cut off for a long time.

The miniature cruise ship "Mr. Bayi" slowly sailed into the Oder-Spree Canal and arrived in Berlin.

Special Envoy Abdul stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the dilapidated houses on both sides of the canal, the barren women and children, and shook his head incessantly.

'Poor, so poor! ’

'Looks poorer than the shepherds of Istanbul!' ’

With these poor European ghosts coming into view, Abdul had little left in his heart, and his worship of Europa was also empty.

Zhao Yijiong, as ambassador to Germany, had already boarded the ship to greet him when the "Master Bayi" docked at the port of Kiel.

At this moment he was standing beside Abdul.

Abdul turned his head and asked, "Mr. Zhao, have these Prussians always been so thin?" ”

He had been to Paris, but not to Berlin.

As far as he remembers, Parisians were much fatter than Turks.

Zhao Yijiong shook his head and said: "Mr. Special Envoy, it was actually okay a few years ago, but as the supply chain of the independent country became more and more tense, now...... Today, Berlin is carrying out the 'War Kitchen Campaign', with each kitchen responsible for feeding 100,000 people. ”

"Big pot rice? Same as the workers' canteen in Fengdu? I love the industrial fermentation barley juice there. Abdul misses the plastic bags of beer his co-workers make.

"Oh no, Mr. Envoy, it's not the same thing at all, the Berliners call the 'war kitchen' the 'pineapple board,' and the only place to serve only brown bread, unoily sausages, potatoes and 'Prussian pineapples.'" Zhao Yijiong hurriedly shook his head and said.

"Sounds good?"

Abdul frowned, "There's bread and sausages, and even delicious pineapple!" Mr. Zhao, is there pineapple beer for sale in Berlin? ”

"If you want a drink, we still have stock in the underground cellar of our embassy, and in Berlin, there is no beer, not a drop left."

Zhao Yijiong smiled bitterly, "In the 'war kitchen', each person can only receive 3 pounds of black bread and potatoes per week, and the so-called 'Prussian pineapple' is actually a turnip, and the chefs in Berlin have tried every means to make all kinds of radish dishes." ”

"Hey, isn't that just a turnip meeting?"

Abdul didn't have any appetite for this goat-feeding thing, "Sausages, at least they still have sausages?"

"Oh, you know, the women of Berlin have a joke that is not a joke, 'I'm not afraid that sausages are made of rat meat, but I'm especially afraid of fake rats!' ”

"Even before the outbreak of the war, the people of the Independence Kingdom were known for their counterfeiting, and they would even use urine-dyed noodles to pass off as egg noodles. ”

Abdul almost spit out the juice of the grapes that had been left overnight, "Damn Christians, I knew they would eat anything, not rats, not even urine!"

Zhao Yijiong pursed his lips, and said in his heart, Mr. Special Envoy, you are still too young.

On the Wufeng Street on the side of Jinzhouwei, Zhangzidao's traditional food boy urine big abalone, I'm afraid you haven't tasted it!

Zhao Yijiong heard that William I went to Fengdu to participate in a secret meeting, and once pretended to be an ordinary Olympic tourist and visited Fengdu Food Street privately.

There is a gathering of delicacies from all over the Ming Dynasty, including the delicacies of the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to Wansan honey pork knuckle, William I's favorite thing to eat is the folk snack of abalone with boy's urine, which is said to have the taste of hometown.

I don't know if there is this dish in the sacrifice prepared for him by Lord Banzai this time.

Zhao Yijiong felt that most of the people who were so careful and affectionate were they prepared, but Abdul didn't know the goods.

After all, this envoy brother, it is said that he has been in Fengdu for so long, either tasting fine wine or on the way to taste fine wine, or interacting passionately with his neighbor and sister-in-law, and he actually doesn't know much about the customs and customs of Daming.

But after all, he was a friend of Long Live Lord, and Zhao Yijiong didn't say much, just skipped the topic with a smile.

Zhao Yijiong also told some of his experiences in Berlin, such as the fact that he saw a group of women fighting for a starving old horse with kitchen knives.

Abdul sighed: "What a sin, in Fengdu, even the big-eared sheep eat better than them......"

After thinking about it, Abdul asked the secretary for advice, and then he took out two boxes of Paige cans from the warehouse.

He hired a few sturdy brocade guards to throw the Paige cans from the deck onto the shore.

"Brother William's people, I am the messenger of His Majesty Zhu Fugui, the Great Tomorrow's Son, and I have brought you the gospel of Page......"

Abdul does not speak German, but is fluent in French.

On the one hand, it is because since Abdul's brother, the upper echelons of the Ottoman have admired France and learned French, and on the other hand, it is also because Abdul has continued to harass Eugenie's sister-in-law recently, and has exchanged passions with Nasan, and by the way, he has patronized French.

It is said that the most familiar language of Parisians is German, but in Berlin, there are not a few people who can understand French.

The citizens of Berlin who roam the streets, hoping to find some food from the garbage heaps, are not just illiterate mud-legged people, but also intellectuals.

In fact, if an adult man in Germany today is not past the age of military service but can still be found in the streets to find garbage, then he is more likely to be a university student who is exempt from military service, and he must also be a science student.

These intellectuals simply do not have any lady-first moral qualities.

When they saw the long-lost can of Peppa, their eyes were already red.

This is the original Daming Paige can, not the German canned food with rat meat and other counterfeits!