Continent of the Earth in the Twelfth Century

Three modern people, three different glasses of wine, the same twelfth century. Jack, an American mechanic, fell into England while praying in church. He was unable to understand the language and his skills were useless. He was forced to go on the crusade by the Inquisition, and eventually died of illness under an oak tree in France. Soviet construction worker Ivan woke up after touching an ancient stone carving in the Kyiv subway In Damascus under the rule of Saladin, he relied on materialist dialectics to calmly analyze contradictions, based on the craftsmanship of stonemason, and found the anchor point of survival between the new moon and the flames of war. Taboy, a black South African college student, traveled to Ningbo in the Southern Song Dynasty for a cup of tea and redeemed himself from the "Kunlun Slave" As a free businessman, he spent forty years traveling half the world - the night market in Lin'an, the kiln fires in Jingdezhen, the monsoon in the Indian Ocean, the coral stone city of Kilwa - and finally returned home with a bowl of hot water from grass blades on the land of his African ancestors. One died, one lived, and one went home. There is no golden finger, no system, no destiny changing against the will of heaven. There are only the most real struggles of ordinary people thrown into a strange era: language barriers, color labels, walls of belief, and— —an occasional flash of human warmth that transcends all differences.