I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Glenima is different from them.

As soon as I arrived in Yizhou, apart from building factories step by step like them, I didn't spend the rest of my time in the branch of Tongfu Restaurant, or visiting the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty, or like others, spending time in the mountains Try your luck and see if you can also pick up a rolling.

In this way, wouldn't he have a common discourse with Mr. Zhengyang and be able to establish a relationship?

It is quite natural to ask Duke Zhengyang how to raise Gungun.

It's just... luckily, I didn't meet Gun Gun.

If you are unlucky, if you meet it, you will meet it, and when you are about to abduct it, you will either stick your paws and run away, or you will beat people up, bite off your arms and legs, and then turn around and run away.

Fortunately, no one was killed.

Gun Gun is such a ferocious creature that many people are hesitant, but there are still many people who hold undue hopes.

Glenima never had such hopes at the beginning. The first time he came to Yizhou, he was thinking about how to buy a house, begging his grandpa to sue his grandma, and finally won a yard in Yizhou city.

He hardly ever leaves there except to eat and work.

Walk all the way, and pull the small door of the chaimen.

The maid dressed in Tubo opened the door and welcomed them in.

The outside looks like a hut in Yizhou, but inside it is a completely different Xintiandi. There are traces of Tubo everywhere, and occasionally some traces of the Tang Dynasty, all of which are respectfully placed.

When it comes to the study room, it will be different again.

It changed back to the appearance full of traces of the Tang Dynasty.

These merchants were slightly taken aback when they saw Glenima lying on the bed—the image of Mr. Glenima was different from what they had seen in the past.

Datang is the most powerful country they have ever seen.

Naturally... it will make them longing, and this yearning will naturally imitate the people of Tang Dynasty, from the simplest, learning how to dress them, and then how to walk and talk, how to eat, how to entertain...

Some clever merchants can even imitate ten images, and it is almost difficult for anyone to tell them apart if they don't take the initiative to say it.

Glenima is the only exception.

He doesn't learn from Tang people, and he speaks rough Chinese, and his accent has a strong Tubo flavor, and he wears Tubo clothes—but the materials are good materials from Datang.

"Are you here?" Glenima on the bed raised his head, looked at them, and beckoned: "Sit down quickly."

The maid pulled over stools for them.

Several businessmen looked at this man who behaved differently from the past in surprise.

I don't know if it's because he is wearing Han Chinese clothes, even that awkward accent is gone.

"Lord Glenima already knew that we were coming?" The merchant who suggested that we would come asked, wondering whether he should sit down or not, looking at the friend next to him.

"Sit down, sit down!"

Glenima also sat up straight, waved his hands, and beckoned them to sit down again.

After these people left, he spoke again: "It's not that I knew you were coming, but I've been waiting for you to come."

Been waiting for them to come over?

These few merchants are confused. Is there any difference between this... and knowing that they are coming?

"I don't necessarily have to wait for you." Glenima explained again, and waved his hands in a calm manner.

This confuses merchants even more.

Glenima pointed at one of them and smiled slightly: "Do you still remember what I said to you when I was drunk a while ago?"

The man nodded.

Of course I remember, it was because of those words that they came here today.

"I've said this to you more than just one person." Glenima shook his head and sighed, "I've said it to many people."

"But unfortunately, after so long, you are the only one who can think of looking for me."

The man hesitated for a moment: "Are you testing me?"

Glenima nodded and rubbed his hands: "Of course, if you don't have the foresight and courage to do business, how can you grow big and earn copper coins?"

These merchants froze for a moment.

They were not in a hurry to vomit out their doubts—since Glenima said so, they should be able to support them.

Compared with these things that were almost finalized, they were more curious about the complicated and somewhat contradictory things they saw after entering the mansion.

Most importantly, they were curious as to why Glenima was able to correct his accent in such a short period of time - most of them couldn't do this step yet.

The tongue seemed to be disobedient to the brain's command, and it was knotted in the mouth, and it was twisted, but they couldn't speak the elegant accent they wanted.

Someone smiled flatteringly: "How did you correct your accent? This Tang dialect is no different from that of Luoyang people."

"Do you mean this kind of accent?" Glenima smiled and spoke, but the accent was no longer the same as before, but changed back to the Tubo accent familiar to these merchants.

They were startled, and some were speechless.

Glenima clapped his hands and returned to the smoothest Tanghua accent: "I have always been able to speak Tanghua well, but... I don't use that accent."

"Did you say that on purpose?" a person asked.

Granima nodded.

He went on to ask: "But why did you do this?"

Gelenima shook his head and smiled softly: "You guys, although you have been in Datang for so many years, you don't understand Datang people at all."

"The people of Tang Dynasty are very proud."

"They are happy to see us adoring the culture of the Tang Dynasty, but...they can't tolerate the clumsy imitation of Dong Shi, and they can't tolerate being a foreigner but pretending to be like a Tang Dynasty."

Several merchants froze for a moment, and frowned slightly.

So... that's why people in Datang hate them?

"Of course, the most important thing is the last sentence. They can't tolerate foreign people wearing Tang costumes." Glenima sighed. Thanks a lot, I tied myself to the carriage of Datang..."

"Otherwise, even if you think in your heart that you can become a member of Datang, in their view, you can all betray your own country, so is it difficult to betray Datang?"

Someone suddenly realized and clapped his hands: "So this is why you always only dress like a Tibetan and use this accent when you are outside?"

Glenima shook his head: "Yes, not all."

Not at all?
In the puzzled eyes of several people, Glenima asked a question instead: "How do you think... how to get along with the people of Tang Dynasty?"