Gandhi, the Minister of Finance of the Delhi Sultanate, looked at it from the sidelines with cold hands and feet,

Its country is also a big country, and it borders the Ming Dynasty, how can the two great powers not compete in secret?

Don't look at the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Gandhi's congratulatory gifts are very heavy, but in fact, Gandhi came with a mission, he wants to re-connect with the Ming Dynasty.

I have to figure out why the Ming Dynasty doesn't import sugar from the Delhi Sultanate, is it possible that the Ming people suddenly stop eating sugar?!

Then the trade route between the two countries can be re-established, so the congratulatory gifts sent out this time will also be able to return in another way sooner or later.

Originally, before Gandhi came to the Ming Dynasty, he was full of confidence,

But now he is very weak in his heart, and he knows that just from such a huge project, it can be seen that the national strength of the Ming Dynasty may not be able to speak with the same day for a long time!

Marco Polo solemnly put away the notebook and stood up,

"Shall we go and see?"

Gandhi nodded solemnly, and there was no more contempt and disdain on his face, when he first came out,

The two walked out side by side, but Gandhi, who had followed Marco Polo just now, seemed to be faintly dominating the direction.

It doesn't matter where little Marco Polo goes, anyway, for him, everything in the heavenly mansion is fresh,

Gandhi's eyes swept back and forth, and finally stopped in front of a shop that was open to sell goods.

There is a big bucket in front of the store, and I don't know what it is, and it's snow-white.

"Guest, buy candy?"

"Sugar?" Gandhi repeated it in unskilled Chinese, his eyes full of shock, and exclaimed, "This is sugar?!" ”

Little Marco Polo also hurried over, and couldn't help but praise,

"It's just beautiful, it's like a work of art!"

Gandhi couldn't control himself, reached out politely, put his hand in the sugar, pouted again, and twisted it on his fingertips,

White as snow, fine as sand,

"Alas! What a man! If you don't eat it, don't Huohuo, if you reach out like this, how can I still sell the goods?! ”

The sugar shop owner's face was full of disgust, and he reached out to open Gandhi's hand.

With the current sugar production technology of the Delhi Sultanate, it is not impossible to make such fine sugar, although the sugar sold in the people often contains particles of different sizes, but the sugar specially supplied to the palace is ground to the finest.

But the terrifying thing at this moment is that even if the sugar production technology of the Delhi Sultanate is fully exported, it can't point out the sugar with such a snow-white color.

Moreover, the delicacy of the sugar sold by the people of the Ming Dynasty can be compared with the special white sugar specially provided in the palace of the Delhi Sultanate.

"This, what the hell is going on?!"

Gandhi, who has been cultivating the Buddha's mind like stopping water, is already in a state of turmoil at the moment.

The only thing that the Delhi Sultanate can handle now is this sugar, but if even the Ming Dynasty's sugar is better than the Delhi Sultanate, it will be an all-round hanging!

"Do you want to buy it? Don't buy it, don't get in the way, I still have to do business! ”

The sugar shop owner waved his hand with disgust on his face, signaling the two foreigners to get out of the house quickly,

Now the Ming Dynasty is magnificent, so the Ming people, especially the people of the capital, have a sense of self-confidence in their gestures.

At this time, there is no kneeling at all, and I have to lick it when I see that you are a foreigner? Let's play?!

The people of the Hongwu Dynasty are fierce, and they will do it if they are not satisfied, although they have now entered the Shengwen Dynasty, but the strength of the people of the Ming Dynasty has not changed.

Seeing this, little Marco Polo hurriedly smiled and said quickly

"Boss, let's buy some, let's buy some."

As he spoke, he took out the action funds given to them by the household department from his arms and put them in front of the boss, who was not angry.

"How much to buy?"

Little Marco Polo was stunned when he heard this, and roughly gestured with his hand, after all, it was the unit of measurement of the Ming Dynasty, and unlike the Yuan Dynasty, he couldn't say one or two.

The shopkeeper willingly filled some white sugar for him, and put the white sugar into a transparent bag, and there was a pattern similar to the brand on the bag, which said Changjia Sugar.

Then the shopkeeper gave Marco Polo some more money and said,

"It doesn't take that much money, it's for you."

Marco Polo Jr. was moved,

"Thank you, thank you, the Ming people are the most honest."

Before Marco Polo could take the sugar, halfway through, the sugar was copied by Gandhi's hand, Gandhi's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand and copied a handful of the sugar bag, and stuffed it all in his mouth.

He didn't believe that white sugar with such a good appearance could still have an excellent taste.

If the taste is not good, even if the appearance is so good, it is all in vain, after all, white sugar is here to eat, not to see!

But after taking it into his mouth, Marco Polo's eyes widened suddenly, this delicate and dense taste, he had never tasted it!

Even in the Delhi Sultanate, which is far ahead of the world in sugar production, he has never tasted such a sweet but not greasy taste!

"How so? How so? ”

When the ground was like ashes, little Marco Polo saw this, and he also lit a finger of white sugar, put it in his mouth, and exclaimed,

"O my God! What is it?! Friends...."

Marco Polo Jr. turned his head to look at Gandhi, and he also knew that one of the purposes of Gandhi's coming to Daming was to re-establish the sugar trade with Daming.

But looking at it this way, to put it mildly, the Delhi Sultanate is not qualified to trade sugar with Daming at all.

Gandhi's mind went blank,

He thought of countless possibilities, why the Ming Dynasty cut off the sugar trade with the Delhi Sultanate, and even he thought of such an outrageous possibility that the Ming people would no longer eat sugar,

But he just couldn't imagine that Daming's sugar industry had reached the Delhi Sultanate, the largest country in the sugar industry!

What the hell did Da Ming send?! In just a few years, it has developed to this point?!

Gandhi didn't have the heart to wander around the city again, turned around and strode away,

Little Marco Polo hurriedly followed, chased after him and asked,

"Friend, where are you going?"

Gandhi's eyes were full of seriousness, "I'm going to see the officials of the Ming Household Department!" ”

Little Marco Polo still wanted to play in the city, but he didn't worry about his friend Gandhi, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

"I'll go with you, too!"

Gandhi and Marco Polo returned the same way, and under the leadership of the palace guards, they went around to the outer palace household, and the household servant Xia Yuanji was already waiting there.

"My lord, these two envoys want to see you."

Xia Yuanji lowered his head to review the affairs of the household department and nodded,

"Got it, you stand down."

"Yes, sir."

Xia Yuanji got up unhurriedly, looked at Gandhi and Little Marco Polo, and smiled,

"Why did you go back to the palace again? But not feeling comfortable in the city? ”

Little Marco Polo hurriedly said,

"Your Excellency..."

Before Marco Polo could finish speaking, Gandhi grabbed the words and said,

"Lord Xia! I'd like to talk to you about collaboration! ”