The town is small and compact, and the station is very close.
It sounds like it's called a station, but it's actually just a bus stop. There are direct buses to Truro and buses to other places. It seems that the municipal administrators here have made the traffic in Cornwall a mess.
A spider web can lead to many places just by taking a bus.
Han Qi also saw the bus to St. Ives.
He still doesn't know what kind of place St. Ives is, and he doesn't plan to know. Han Qi hopes that this city that he remembers in his heart can give him a surprise.
Back in Truro, Han Qi immediately returned to the hotel he had booked and then recharged his batteries.
"Damn it, I will never leave you again!"
Han Qi picked up the charger and kissed it hard.
The devil knows how he spent the past two days. The feeling of not having a mobile phone is like the moment when you realize you forgot to bring your keys after closing the door... And this emotion comes over and over again. Whenever you think of playing with your mobile phone, you will think of your own mobile phone.
This feeling will occur when there is no power.
Power on.
Ingrid sent three messages. The first one was a normal chat, saying that she was accompanying her family to visit relatives in Iceland, and then she sent a photo of herself wearing a white dress.
When Han Qi didn't reply, he knew that Han Qi's cell phone was out of battery.
After scolding an idiot twice, Han Qi could even imagine her expression when she said these words.
Haha, little brat.
Han Qi laughed and replied: "I'm back."
Yesterday's trip made Han Qi think about whether he was too dependent on his mobile phone. The reason why he couldn't concentrate was because he wanted to play with his mobile phone.
He is fast at typing, but he can only write a little bit after sitting in front of the computer for an hour. The same goes for painting. He has top-notch painting skills and awareness, but it takes him at least a month to complete a painting.
While I was doing it, I turned on my phone and started watching videos.
There were also two missed calls, both from Wang Zheng, and two WeChat messages telling Han Qi about the sales of his books.
He was quite resistant to Han Qi publishing a book before, but seeing how popular Han Qi's books were selling, he was now even more anxious than Han Qi himself. After the first day's data came out, he kept an eye on the publishing house's sales and new songs every day.
I've never seen him care so much.
He just wants to see Han Qihong become a big star.
Now is obviously a good opportunity. If you run it a little bit, you can add the character of a talented writer to Han Qi's label.
Han Qi replied:
"You just have to do what you want. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you read it or not. If the publishing house wants to make money, it must do more publicity and advertising. Why don't you come to the UK too? The girls here are very beautiful and charming.
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After a few minutes, Wang Zhengcai replied: "Forget it, I wish you have fun."
Wang Zheng hung up the phone and felt that Han Qi was taking it for granted. With his English proficiency, how could he travel to the UK and pick up girls?
Which pretty girl would want to spend the night with someone who can't say a word?
And does Han Qi think that all Chinese people look like him, both Chinese and foreign?
Shaking his head, Wang Zheng continued to work on the studio.
Promoting the publishing house is just one of the things. Now that the publishing house has just started, there are many other things to do.
For example, first clear Han Qi's personal mailbox.
This is the international mailbox that Han Qi opened a long time ago. It is used to register accounts for various foreign software. Now it has been protected and completely independent, becoming Han Qi's work mailbox.
Just a week after the mailbox was opened, countless foreign collectors and galleries contacted Han Qi, wanting to purchase paintings or make reservations.
But Wang Zheng knew that Han Qi only had one new work, which was half completed, and was currently staying quietly in Han Qi's studio.
The painter had already gone to England to travel.
He is a little envious of Han Qi's current living situation. He is popular but has not lost his freedom. He can do whatever he wants and doesn't want to do, and no one will force him to do it.
In addition to those from abroad who are looking for paintings, there are also those from within China who are looking for songs.
The companies of many singers sent emails wanting to cooperate with Han Qi. He called out a few more famous ones and wanted to wait until Han Qi came back to study together whether they could cooperate. But the probability of this was very low. He knew that Han Qi
Qi has composed many excellent songs, but the songs are very slow to come out.
There are also a few sporadic construction bidding plans.
He took a look and found that it did not meet Han Qi's previous request, so he declined.
Some people are busy, while others are leisurely.
Han Qi did not leave Truro immediately, but went out and started shopping.
I didn't come here to work. Why would I leave a city without taking a look around first? I kept St. Ives as a surprise. It wouldn't be too late to go after I saw Truro a few more times.
I just looked around before and never visited the market in Truro.
Han Qi has always felt that if you want to see the customs and customs of a place, you must go to its market.
Whatever the people here need, the market will sell it.
If you go to the market and have a look, if there are fruit shops everywhere, then the people here must love to eat fruit. If there are gourmet shops everywhere, then the people here must love to eat. If there are gun shops everywhere...
Like war?
No, no normal person likes war, they just have no choice.
Han Qi has never been to a war-torn country until now, but in his imagination, weapons stores in those countries should be everywhere, because without weapons, there is no way to protect oneself, and it is a necessity.
My phone was fully charged, I checked the market location on the map, took a taxi and went there.
The place where many people sell things is the market. A developed city will have a clothing market and a fish market. In Truro, the distinction is not so strict. Many things are sold in a very small market.
This is a very large building.
The first floor is where the vendors set up their stalls. Han Qi entered from the entrance and walked along the corridor divided by the market manager, winding from the entrance to the exit.
Compared with supermarkets, the things here are more complicated.
Everything you can think of in daily life should be here. Nail clippers, toothpicks, workers from various industries, and cheap wholesale clothing can all be seen on the first floor of the market.
The air is quite fresh, and although there are grocery stores here, there is no seafood.
Seafood should also be in a dedicated place.
In addition, it is also a second-hand goods trading market. He saw many antiques selling in one corner.
Han Qi is not very interested in antiques, but he likes exquisite things.
But if you add the word antique to any favorite item, it will become very expensive. For example, the brass bell Han Qi is holding in his hand is said to be an old object from more than a thousand years ago, and the price is 1 million.
GBP.
Han Qi likes the carving craftsmanship on it very much, but he is not willing to spend so much money.
