Chapter 39 Brother, have you missed the latest version?
If yesterday's trip to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was a complete immersion in the cultural heritage of the Qin Dynasty 2000 years ago, then today's wandering in the city of Chang'an is a beauty that blends the past and the present, tradition and modernity, and history and fashion!
"What a strange scene, Yan. Are we on the ancient city wall of Chang'an?"

"Yes, standing here, do you feel the solemn and murderous atmosphere? For five thousand years, countless soldiers have been on this wall, ready to fight at any time, fighting bloody battles with the armies that attacked Chang'an City, and countless corpses have been piled up on this wall!"

"No, I only saw a lot of food stalls down there, and a lot of modern international hotels over there. Ah, is this called the Clock Tower? Hmm... there's a big mall on the left, and a big hotel on the right. It doesn't feel serious at all."

"..."

The scene at several other tourist attractions in the city is roughly the same.

Martha was amazed that there were so many large cultural relics dating back hundreds or thousands of years in Chang'an City, but these relics were rooted in the urban area, which was very different from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum in the suburbs.

Therefore, when visiting various historical and cultural attractions in the city, there are always some modern buildings to "spoil the scenery", making it difficult for Martha to feel as fully immersed as she did yesterday.

But this was enough to shock the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Is this China? They have so many tall buildings? So many cars? Such developed transportation?"

Abel was surprised!
He has never been to China, and his understanding of China comes from his parents' generation and the propaganda of Western media. Those flat and low buildings that can be seen at a glance are his impression of China. And you tell me that these are cultural relics that are specially protected?
And those skyscrapers and bustling shopping malls that only exist in the developed world are where the Chinese people live now?

If Abel hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all!
Moreover, the audience of the Chieftain Alliance in the live broadcast room seemed to have already gotten used to this, and even vaguely hinted during the chat that "Chang'an City is still far behind Jinghai in terms of prosperity after all", which shocked Abel even more.

Could it be that the rest of China was the same? Not the backward and barbaric place he had originally thought?
"Well, if I think about it carefully, if China is really so backward, my sister would have been clamoring to come back a long time ago. How could she continue to travel in China?"

He quickly revised his view of China, and at the same time became more looking forward to the "high-speed railway to western Xinjiang".

But before he could establish a positive impression of China for long, something happened that made his blood pressure rise!
"Yan! What are those foods? They smell so good! I'm hungry, Yan, please introduce me to something delicious!"

delicious?
Just these food stalls! ?
Prince Abel suddenly suffered cardiac and respiratory arrest!

Coming down from the ancient city wall, there is a very famous snack street in Chang'an City, with roujiamo, paomo, spicy soup, cold noodles... the aroma of countless delicacies hits you in the face, and Martha, who hasn't had breakfast yet, immediately starts drooling!

She is greedy.

Prince Abel is so popular!
"Are these things edible? Do they have the sanitation qualifications to set up a stall like this? Are their ingredients legitimate? How delicious can a group of ordinary people make? Martha, don't eat in places like this, go to a more formal restaurant! Friends of the Chieftain of Alian, come and persuade Martha with me!"

Abel certainly doesn't want these unhealthy foods to affect Martha's stomach! What if something goes wrong?

I believe he is not the only one who thinks so! With Martha's great reputation among the Alian chiefs, they must have the same idea!

however……

"Emmm, brother, are you not keeping up with the latest version?"

Abel: “?”

"These street food stalls in China... How should I put it? I also felt that they were unsafe at first, but facts speak louder than words. Martha has eaten this kind of street food in China several times and didn't see any problems."

Abel: “???”

What's going on?

He was stunned by the comments from the Allen Chiefs audience in the live broadcast room.

Could it be that Martha had eaten at this stall before? And more than once?
"This is a damn disaster! Go back home! Hurry up and get Martha back to Allen to receive full treatment! Just because she's fine now doesn't mean she doesn't have a hidden disease. What if there's a terminal illness lurking? Go back home quickly!" "...Brother, you really didn't watch the live broadcasts over the past two days. Even if there's really a problem, can't she just go to a local hospital in China to get treated? Why waste more than ten hours flying back to Allen?"

The Abel people were confused.

What's going on?
Isn't her sister's reputation among the people quite high? How could they let Martha eat such unhealthy food?
It's only been two days. Why are my sister and these people so superstitious about China? Are they not worried about the safety of street food and China's medical capabilities? My sister is not going to the United States, the most powerful country on the blue planet. If it is America, then we should be more worried about their medical capabilities!
Could it be that the rumor that China has mastered an extremely terrifying brainwashing technology, and that anyone who has been to China will be brainwashed into becoming a fanatic of China, is actually true? My sister has been tricked, and the people of the Arab League across the live broadcast room have also been tricked?
I won’t be infected too, right?
Abel shook his head violently, throwing this unscientific idea aside.

At this time, Martha naturally saw her brother's worry. Although she felt warmed by her brother's concern for her, she had to correct some of her brother's misunderstandings personally.

"My friend... don't worry. Everyone in the live broadcast room has seen with their own eyes how safe China's food is. Street stalls like this that seem unhealthy are actually more concerned about food safety because every process they do can be seen by others."

"Of course, there is a more crucial reason! The essence of Chinese food is all in these streets and alleys. Regular restaurants don't have that taste! Even if I really get a stomachache by accident, I believe in the strength of Chinese medical care. In order to eat good food, this little risk can be completely ignored!"

It’s over.

My sister has been completely blinded by China.

Abel looked at everything in front of him in despair.

Hearing Martha say that she wanted to eat, Lin Yan naturally took charge without hesitation and quickly brought Martha a lot of Chang'an City's specialties, including spicy soup, biangbiang noodles, and cold noodles.

The two of them were eating at a small stall, and Lin Yan did not forget to tell Martha a story:

"The food in Chang'an is different from that in Jinghai. Every dish and snack here has a history. To exaggerate a little, the snacks we eat now can be regarded as cultural relics of Chang'an, and each has hundreds of years of history."

Martha ate happily and laughed:

"Go ahead and brag, Yan. These things are delicious, much better than the food in my hometown, but if you want to brag that these things have been passed down for hundreds of years, I won't agree."

"Hey, don't disbelieve me. Take this cold noodle for example. It is a local specialty dish that can be traced back to the Qin Shihuang period. There is no need to explain who Qin Shihuang was. This is an authentic 2000-year-old traditional delicacy, an authentic craft that has been tested by our ancestors for a long time!"

"Hahaha, I don't believe it. But I love listening to your stories, so tell me more."

"Go away, if you don't want to believe it, forget it. Who asked you to believe it?"

The audience in the live broadcast room frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

How come after one night, these two guys seem to be more relaxed in their conversation? This, this, this, they are flirting while eating, this is completely...

Did nothing really happen last night?

There were voices of doubt in the live broadcast room one after another, but Lin Yan and Martha ignored them all tacitly.

Don't ask, just ask and you won't find it.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Martha stretched herself slightly:
"Wow, it's delicious. Chinese food always makes me feel like I've never eaten before. I enjoy it every time. Yan. Where are we going next... woo!?"

As she spoke, Martha's face suddenly turned pale.

(End of this chapter)