Fang Xian was in a local restaurant in Kalihet, so confused that he was invited by Nagpur.

The main colors of the dishes on the table are yellow, namely curry beef, curry lamb, curry chicken, curry beef brisket and curry prawns, etc.

What’s amazing is that the wines here mainly come from Europe, and red wine is the main one when dining. Perhaps due to local religion, no commendable wines have been produced.

After tasting a few bites of the dishes, all the ladies put down the tableware, indicating that all the dishes have a body odor. Fang Xian could only eat with willpower and dilute these heavy flavors with countless pancakes.

However, Zhang Dashun and Darba were eating happily, especially Zhang Dashun, and tears were about to fall from eating.

"It's this taste... After returning to China... I can't make it myself!"

"Haha!" Nagpur looked silly and fat, "So, only our Indian curry can make Indian food!"

Zhang Dashun took a big sip of wine, wiped his lips and sighed: "Our admiral also liked the dishes here very much."

"Yes, yes, Lord Sanbao's blood originated from India!"

Nagpur brought up the topic, and the two of them drank and talked about the deeds of Lord Sanbao back then.

Fang Xian was confused when he heard this and had to ask Yuyan: "What is Sanbao?"

Yuyan spitted out a chicken bone and smiled, "No education, Sanbao is Zheng He... Zheng He is not a Chinese, he is a Semen. Islam, don't you not know about it?"

"My Grandpa Zheng is not a Chinese?"

Yu Yan wiped her hands and started giving a lecture: "Zheng He. His original name is Ma Sanbao. You should know the surname Ma, right?"

"Well, many of the Hui compatriots have the surname Ma."

"Muhamud...Mahamud...Does it feel like the pronunciation?"

"You mean? Horses are equal to Muhammad?"

"It's not what I said, it's what a fat man on TV said... Ma Sanbao was born in Kunming and should be a Semi person who moved to the Arab country. No one can tell whether it was India or where. When he was about ten years old, the Ming army occupied Yunnan and kidnapped Ma Sanbao, and later sent it to the palace. He was promoted to eunuch... However, Ma Sanbao was very good at doing things, and he later made great contributions to Zhu Di. Ming Chengzu liked him very much and wanted to promote him, but the surname Ma could not enter the Sanbao Hall, so he gave the surname "Zheng" and the name "He".

"So that's it. After a long time, the eunuch Sanbao is an Arab."

"Yes." Yu Yan sighed, "Zheng He is still paranoid in his 60s and wants to voyage to the West seven times. Perhaps it is to find his own roots and find the legendary holy land."

"You mean... Mecca?"

"No, he has been to Mecca. Maybe it's another place."

“Jesus Salem?!”

Yuyan shrugged, indicating that she knew nothing.

On the other side, Nagpur and Zhang Dashun had reached the point of hugging each other and crying.

"Admiral... Why are you leaving like this..." Zhang Dashun howled loudly.

"Cough..." Fang Xian felt that his words sounded uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Zhang Dashun quickly stopped: "Sorry... Admiral Fang, I'm talking about Admiral Zheng."

"Yes. Add the last name before it."

Seeing Zhang Dashun crying sadly, Nagpur hesitated for a moment, and asked: "I dare to ask, which Ming emperor in Dongtu is in power now?"

"Ming? It's been long since." Zhang Dashun sighed, "It's the Qing Dynasty now... but... the court is also in name only and has to say something. The court has to act according to a person's expression."

"Oh?!Who?!"

Zhang Dashun smiled and pointed at Fang Xian: "Of course it is Admiral Fang of my family! Now the imperial court has to provide him with silver every month."

Nagpur was quite shocked. When he recalled the fleet he saw at the wharf, it was much more than Zheng He's back then. Those iron warships carrying tons of sailors and shells were able to fight even when facing the legendary Europeans.

Thinking about it this way, that's right.

Nagpur bowed again and came to Fang Xian. He had thought that no matter how powerful the young admiral was, he would not exceed Zheng He's status. At this point, he was wrong.

"Great Admiral! I, Nagpur, respect you!"

"..." Fang Xian was not good enough to make everyone's interest, so he had to accept it. He was still thinking about how to cheat Nagpur, and he felt embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, Nagpur finally spoke: "Several distinguished guests, what I want to say below... It was a secret, but now that the dynasty has changed, it is not a secret, but I still hope to keep it as secret as possible, is it okay?"

I heard that there was a secret, and a group of women without appetite surrounded me again. This is a gossip that travels through time and space.

Zhang Dashun instinctively felt something, and the expression on his face became wonderful and excited.

"You mean... Admiral Zheng..."

"He is not dead." Nagpur said with a smile.

"Sure! This is true!" Zhang Dashun was excited, "In the end, when our fleet arrived here, Admiral Zheng suddenly fell ill and died. He was going to be buried here before he died, not Dongtu. He really had seven orifices."

Nagpur nodded: "Yes, Admiral Zheng died of illness in Kalihet, and it was Nagpur who was responsible for the burial of Admiral Zheng."

Fang Xian and Yuyan looked at each other, and this time they were panicked when they had been studying for five thousand years.

Napin, you are so profound.

Nagpur said quietly: "After Lord Sanbao went to sea for the seventh time, he still did not reach the place he wanted to go. Finally, he passed by Kalihet and came here to have a meal. It was here."

Fang Xian couldn't help but touch his bench. This little shop is very deep.

"Here, Lord Sanbao cried. He said that he had done his best to fight for your emperor's chance to go out to sea, but now the treasury is becoming more and more empty, and the Ming Dynasty is becoming more and more uneasy. In addition, he is old, and he may not have a chance to go out to sea when he returns to this trip."

Nagpur said this. He was a little sad: "The holy land is the end point that every fellow countryman wants to reach throughout his life."

Fang Xian's face twitched and rushed to Yuyan, "He said to be a compatriot?"

Yu Yan quickly comforted: "He is talking about religious compatriots. You are thinking too much... Nagpur continued: "I am the one who can understand Master Sanbao best. Although I don't know the situation at that time in the Ming Dynasty, I have read despair from Master Sanbao's eyes. I use the teachings of the Lord to comfort and encourage Master Sanbao. It seems that endless power suddenly emerged in Master Sanbao's heart. He suddenly became bright and could not wait to say to me - 'I understand! I understand! I have never been able to reach the Holy City. It is because my heart is not pure enough and my behavior cannot meet the Lord's requirements! I want to go to the Holy City with my own feet, collect food with my hands. Use my sincerity to move the Lord!...'"

Fang Xian had already covered his ears to avoid being distorted. He could see that Nagpur was still talking about a lot of things. Although everyone was puzzled by the way, he still expressed his respect.

Nagpur finally said, "That's it. I made this plan with Lord Sanbao. Lord Sanbao pretended to die of illness in Kalihet. In fact, he put down all the ships with his hands and crutches. The army, gold, silver and treasures, and only wore a robe, went to the holy city in his heart."

After listening to the story, everyone has different sighs.

Zhao Linger held her hands tightly and said, "What a romantic story... I really hope he can find it."

Nagpur, the charlatan: "I think he has found it after Lord Sanbao put down his identity and wealth."

Lin Yueru: "It's a matter of public funds and half private matter after a long time?"

Loyalty and Fortune Zhang Dashun: "How can you say that? Lord Sanbao's achievements are unprecedented?"

Wang Yuyan expressed disdain: "The wrong history."

Nagpur stroked his belly and smiled without saying a word.

A scene appeared in Fang Xian's eyes.

An old man has experienced all the sufferings and glory in the world.

Being conquered, becoming a slave, being a palace body, becoming a eunuch.

He held an important position. He went to the West for seven times and was worshipped by Baibang, creating a stunning feat.

Such a person finally took off some, and disappeared step by step into the desert with crutches.

If he could see his front, Fang Xian felt that he must be laughing.

Of course, maybe this is just a story like "One Thousand and One Nights".

If Zheng He's final destination was Jerusalem, he obviously chose the wrong direction and the wrong method. From the Mediterranean or the Red Sea, it was faster, but from the previous routes of Zheng He's voyage to the West, it was basically a bit worse.

On the contrary, if you start walking from Kalihet and head west, maybe it will take a few years to really get to that place.

Nagpur interrupted everyone's contemplation and smiled and said, "Okay, don't think about it anymore. It happened decades ago after all. As long as we believe, Lord Sanbao will get there."

After all, Darba also has a religious foundation, so he agrees deeply about this.

After hearing so much, Fang Xian could no longer dare to attack Shen Na Fat. This fat man is so kind and carries such a romantic mission, and tells a legendary story. How can he cheat him?!!

However, to cross a sea area and obtain the evidence of the overlord, one must have a high power value basis, that is, one must seize the territory of a power through competitive means.

There are only two forces in the Indian Ocean, Nagpur Chamber of Commerce and...Wooding Chamber of Commerce.

Fang Xian's body shook, and the status of Wuding and Napang instantly changed.

"Help the Captain and help the Guards to be handsome!" He couldn't help but slam the table and shouted.

"Admiral Fang, what's wrong with you?" Napang looked at him in confusion.

"It's okay." Fang Xian came to his mind and asked Napang, "Friend, can you tell me about the situation in this sea area?"

"Is this sea area?" Nagpur sighed, "Everyone, it is my only ability to invite you. I think my chamber of commerce will go bankrupt in a few days, and I will become that penniless slum kid."

"What? Could that be the bet be established?"

"Yes." Nagpur was full of regret, "I promised to deliver the Woodin Port a levy fee, one gold coin on the first day, two on the second day..."

"Break the contract!" Fang Xian cursed. He had been enduring this slap for a long time.

"You can't betray the agreement!" Nagpur stared wide-eyed, "Borrowing the agreement means you betray the Lord. I can't do that. I would rather go on like this every day and watch my chamber of commerce go bankrupt. I would rather go back to the slum than betray my faith!"

Fang Xian was stunned and finally felt relieved.

He always thought about why Nagpur went bankrupt like this. He didn't even have a big fuck, and this would be explained.

"Which ports have the expropriation fee?" Fang Xian asked decisively.
To be continued...