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Chapter 173: [Take the train to Manchester]

After arriving in Liverpool, Ma Shao found a hotel for everyone to check in and rest.

It took him about a week to completely adapt to riding the boat, but some people did not fully adapt even after a month. They were so tortured by the trip that they had to go ashore and rest for a while.

Then Ma Shao asked Dr. Mayo to act as a guide and took him and a few other people on a brief tour of Liverpool.

As he expected, the British did not welcome the Indians, although they occasionally used Indian issues to accuse the United States.

Wherever he went, he was greeted with strange and unfriendly looks - he suspected that if it weren't for his beastly physique, someone might have come to cause trouble for him.

"Apparently, that person just said 'savage'," Ma Shao said, referring to a passerby who just passed by.

Sebastian: "Always like this, these arrogant guys."

Mayo hesitated for a moment and said, "It is inevitable to judge people by their appearance... Chief, I suggest you buy a suit, and it would be better if you adjust your hairstyle and headdress."

"We shouldn't give in to the British!" someone said unconvinced.

Ma Shao thought for a moment and said, "No... we should accommodate ourselves. After all, we are here to learn. Mayo is right. We should change our style - adapt to local customs."

"Mayo, do you know any good suit shops in Liverpool?"

"Come with me, Chief." Dr. Mayo said, and then several people were led by him to a suit shop.

The shop owner saw them and frowned: "Indians?"

Mayo stepped forward and said, "Sir, they are my friends and they need some suits."

He looked gentle and refined, like a perfect gentleman, which made the shop owner's brow relax a little, but he still said: "I thought they were your slaves."

"..."Mayo was silent for a while.

The Apaches were naturally angry, but since Ma Shao did not get angry, they did not say anything.

Ma Shao was not angry.

Only when the power of the provocateur is similar to that of the provocateur will the provocateur feel angry and annoyed. If a child provokes an adult, the adult will just laugh it off.

The arrogant Englishman before him was like a child to him, both in muscle and in knowledge and vision.

Although the shop owner looked down on Ma Shao and others, he didn't have a problem with money: "Do you want to order custom clothes or buy ready-made clothes? Choose them first. If it's custom-made, I'll measure your sizes later."

Ma Shao didn't choose carefully. He just picked a black suit that he liked and said, "Let's take this one. Give us two suits each. I want ready-made clothes."

The suits popular in this era were not yet the most common style in later generations, but they were close.

Compared with the suits of later generations, the main difference of the suits at this time is that the coat is longer and is called an overcoat or a robe.

"Other people can wear ready-made clothes, but you are too tall, so you can only have them custom-made," said the shop owner.

"Okay." Ma Shao was not surprised. "Let's buy a few sets of ready-made clothes first. How much?"

"Seventy shillings a set."

Seventy shillings is three pounds ten shillings. One pound is equal to twenty shillings, and one shilling is equal to twelve pence.

Ma Shao paid the money and asked the tailor to measure his size. He asked, "How long will it take to make it?"

The shop owner said calmly: "If you were the only one here, it would only take a week. But now you need to queue up, and you may have to wait for one or two months."

"One or two months?" Ma Shao frowned.

He may be away from England for a month or two.

He immediately said, "I'll pay you double the price. Can you finish it in three days?"

"This..." The shop owner paused.

Ma Shao added: "If you can do that, I will buy at least twenty more sets of clothes from you."

Three days later, Ma Shao got his suit as he wished. He also bought more than 100 suits in several stores and gave two suits to each of the Apaches who were traveling with him, spending a total of more than 300 pounds.

During this period, he also changed his hairstyle to short hair.

In fact, he had always had short hair in his previous life, and he wanted to change it to short hair when he was reborn. However, the Indians lacked easy-to-use barbering tools. Cutting hair meant cutting or chopping with a knife or even a stone axe. Cutting short hair was naturally troublesome, so he gradually got used to long hair.

It was not until now that he remembered to restore his short hair.

Simple short hair, a black coat and suit, and of course more importantly - a handsome face and a tall figure. If he wears sunglasses, Ma Shao might look like Neo in the movie "The Matrix".

Even if white people look down on Indians, they have to admit that this style of horse whistle is very handsome.

At least that's what white women think.

"Great Chief, I feel like those women just wanted to eat you." Luanfa couldn't help but say when Ma Shao left the train ticket office.

"Really?" Ma Shao said casually.

"Absolutely. That look...tsk tsk."

Ma Shao said nothing, looked at the train ticket in his hand, and then asked: "Mayo, you know Joule's address, right?"

"Of course, we are both students of Mr. Dalton. Joule is only one year older than me," said Dr. Mayo. "However, his scientific attainments are much higher than mine, although science is only his hobby."

"What is his main job?" Ma Shao thought about it, but couldn't remember Joule's main job.

"Brewery," Mayo said. "Joule loves science, but his father's orders are hard to disobey. He must inherit his father's brewery and run it well."

After returning to the hotel, Ma Shao gathered his tribesmen together.

Fifty people came to the UK with him, of whom about thirty were teenagers between the ages of fourteen and eighteen, all of whom were preparing to study engineering technology in the UK, and the remaining twenty were basically soldiers.

"Young men, you will stay in Liverpool with ten soldiers for the next period of time until I arrange for you to study abroad," Ma Shao said to his tribesmen.

"Of course, you are not idle during this period. You need to review your lessons and take the initiative to interact with British people to gain a deeper understanding of their lives and language, so as to prepare for your future study abroad."

"...You must remember that the funds for your study abroad are the blood and sweat of the Apache people. Wasting your time will be a betrayal of your people's labor and expectations." He finally reminded.

Leaving about thirty teenagers and ten soldiers in Liverpool, Ma Shao took the remaining ten people to the railway station and boarded a train to Manchester.

In Manchester, there was a brewery owner called James Prescott Joule.

This is the first person Ma Shao wants to visit.

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