Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 51 We are a family from three thousand years ago

Merchant culture is very different from modern culture. In order to facilitate communication, we can only use concepts that the other party can understand.

"Little Daji, are you hungry? Eat something." In order to ease the atmosphere, Su Jiahe handed Daji a small bread.

"Is this food?"

"Yes, it's delicious."

Daji looked at Su Jiahe and finally plucked up the courage to take the bread. She took a small bite cautiously and her eyes suddenly lit up. She flattened the bread and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Don't worry, there's more here." Su Jiahe brought over the plate of snacks.

Little Daji ate voraciously. In less than five minutes, she had finished a large plate of bread, biscuits, and puffed foods. Then she knelt in front of Su Jiahe with a plop.

"What are you doing? It's just some snacks, not that serious." Su Jiahe was startled by Daji's unexpected action and quickly helped her up.

"High Priest, you must be a god. Only a god can create such delicious food."

"No, no, no, these things are very common in modern times. There are also some fruits here. If you are not full, you can eat more."

"What kind of fruit is this?" Daji looked at the brightly colored, plump and round fruits on the coffee table with curiosity in her eyes.

"This is a grape." Su Jiahe handed a Sunshine Rose to Daji. Daji took a bite and her eyes lit up even more.

"How sweet! How can there be such sweet fruit!"

Next, Daji continued to sweep away everything in her path, showing off a pound of sunshine roses and two black plums.

"Is this the pear from three thousand years later? It's so big and sweet." Daji ate the black plum cleanly, still feeling unsatisfied.

"They're all about the same." Su Jiahe knew that the nai that Daji was talking about was an ancient fruit similar to plums.

"I have a few more in my arms, but they are nothing compared to what the high priest gave me."

As Daji spoke, she took out a few cherry-sized, dark purple fruits from her bosom.

Su Jiahe saw the 3,000-year-old fruit for the first time. Out of curiosity, she took one and put it in her mouth. But as soon as she took a bite, she couldn't help but spit it out.

"Pfft—Pfft, pfft, what's that smell?" Su Jiahe quickly spat out the remaining fruit and rinsed her mouth, but the sour taste still spread in her mouth, and her tongue was slightly stinging.

"High Priest, I didn't mean it. Please don't blame me." Seeing that Su Jiahe didn't like the fruit she brought, Daji was so scared that she curled up into a ball and apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, I blame myself for being curious." Su Jiahe comforted the frightened Daji, "You usually eat these, it's not easy."

Su Jiahe put the remaining fruits in the sun, intending to dry them, take out the seeds, and try to plant them. Maybe he could restore the plants from three thousand years ago.

As for eating, forget it.

"Xiao Daji, change your clothes first, and I'll take you out for a walk."

Seeing that Daji was new and timid, Su Jiahe decided to take her to familiarize herself with the environment first. So she took Daji to the bedroom cloakroom.

Daji couldn't take her eyes off the colorful clothes of various styles.

After a long while, Daji stretched out her little hand and pointed at one of the floral dresses.

"Is this one okay?"

"Okay, I'll help you change."

Daji is a little shorter than Su Jiahe and not very plump, so the skirt looks a little loose on her.

"Change your shoes too."

After Su Jiahe became rich, he bought a lot of new shoes, but Daji tried on several pairs and felt weird walking in them.

"Forget it, let's change into slippers first and get used to it slowly." Su Jiahe picked out a pair of pretty good-looking sandals and put them on Daji.

After washing up, the two held hands and walked out of the community.

"High Priest, where are we going?" Daji looked around in surprise.

"Don't be nervous, we'll just stroll around the streets and I'll introduce you to the future. Also, don't call me High Priest anymore, my name is Su Jiahe, just call me by my name." Su Jiahe couldn't imagine how people would react if they heard Daji call her "High Priest" on the street.

"Su...Sister Su, are you also from my tribe?"

"You misunderstood. The Su surname is now distributed throughout the country. You can't say that just because you have the same surname, you are from the same clan."

However, Su Jiahe secretly guessed in his heart that his ancestors might really be the Jizhou Su family. After all, in ancient times, there were not many people with surnames.

This means that he and Xiao Daji were still a family three thousand years ago.

As they were talking, the two had already walked to the side of the road. Looking at the cars passing by on the street, Daji was so scared that she hugged Su Jiahe's arm tightly.

"Sister Su, is this a monster?"

"Don't be afraid, these are carts, just like horse-drawn carts and ox-drawn carts, they are used to transport people and goods."

The two walked for several hundred meters, and Daji kept hanging on Su Jiahe like a pendant, fearing that if she let go, she would be attacked by some strange "monsters" around her.

Alas, there are so many tourists, why is she the only one who is so timid? Su Jiahe gradually lost her patience and complained silently in her heart. But after a while, she realized that she was wrong.

Jizhou in the Shang Dynasty was still a cold and desolate land. It is estimated that Daji's daily living conditions were not much different from those in primitive society.

Moreover, the ancient tourists before were either emperors or talented men and women of all ages, while Daji was just an orphan who could be sacrificed by the tribe at any time. Naturally, her knowledge and courage could not be compared with theirs.

In an instant, Su Jiahe remembered how timid she was when she left the orphanage and went to the big city for the first time to work and study. She seemed to understand Daji's mood.

"Little Daji, don't be afraid. Take your time. No one here will hurt you." Su Jiahe hugged Daji and gently comforted her, "If you really can't adapt to it here, let's go somewhere else. Where do you want to go to play?"

"Where are we going?" Daji rolled her big, watery eyes. "I don't know where to go either."

"Do you want to see your hometown, Jizhou?"

"Home?" Daji hesitated for a moment, and didn't seem to miss her hometown very much.

"What about Chaoge?"

"I don't want to go!" Daji shook her head quickly, "I don't want to be the king's concubine."

"It's been three thousand years, and the king is long gone." Su Jiahe smiled helplessly.

"Yes, that king is no longer here, but who will be the king now?" Daji's face was full of worry, as if she was afraid that she would be offered to the new king.

"There is no king now, and even Chaoge City is only a ruin."

"Ah? There's no king anymore? How can there be no king in the world?"

"Don't worry, it's really gone."

"Okay then, I'll go see Chaoge."

At this time, the two passed by a fried chicken shop, and Daji was instantly captured by the aroma of fried chicken.

"Sister Su, what is this?"

"This is a snack called fried chicken. I'll buy you one to try."

Su Jiahe bought a set meal. Daji took a bite of the chicken chop and felt as if she was flying in the clouds.

"Sister Su, the food here is so delicious!"

Daji gradually let go of her restraint and began to eat hard, with a smile appearing on the corners of her mouth from time to time.

"Little Daji, are you very happy?"

"Of course. It's great that it's three thousand years later. The king is gone."

"Ah? So, you hate the king so much?"

(End of this chapter)