The road ahead was getting more and more desolate. Even though Han Qi couldn't remember clearly the way he came, he clearly understood that there could not be such a wilderness and open space on that road.
I walked all the way along the street.
Han Qi held his seat and stepped forward, asking the driver: "Hello, where are you going?"
The driver didn't speak English well, but he understood what Han Qi asked and replied: "Sir, did you go the wrong way when you arrived at Kangtao Manor?"
Han Qi sighed and shrugged: "You are right, I may have gone completely wrong."
I arrived in Rome from the airport. Logically speaking, even if I got lost, it wouldn't be so outrageous, but I actually got lost on the outskirts of the city.
This is a city with four million people. Han Qi walked for a long time today. The places he visited on the road were all very prosperous. How could he reach the city boundary so easily?
But in fact it's just such a coincidence.
When he got lost and got on the wrong bus, he was sent from the city to the outside in just one hour.
However, now that it has happened, there is no point in regretting and feeling uncomfortable.
After traveling so many times, it would be strange if things always go smoothly.
So Han Qi returned to his seat and sat down, looking at the few passengers in the car. They were also looking at him. Some were just watching the excitement, while others had doubts or worries in their eyes.
A single foreign tourist who takes the wrong bus and doesn't understand the common language is indeed something to worry about.
A thirty-year-old brother behind Han Qi said after Han Qi returned to his seat: "Brother, where are you from?"
"Me, I am Chinese."
"Wow, the Chinese food is really delicious, it's a great place." He praised a few words, and then said, "This is the ancient Roman ruins. If it were during the day, there would definitely be many tourists on this bus, but at this time, they
They're all on the way back to Rome."
"Yeah, it's already very late."
Tourists who come to Rome at this time will choose to rest in the city, while those who have visited the ruins of the ancient city during the day will only return at this time.
That's why the bus was so empty, only some locals were on it.
Han Qi asked: "Is that ruins the terminal station?"
"No, I'm just telling you that this is the ruins, but if the car continues driving, it will end at a wine estate. Tomorrow, this estate will sell a batch of wine. I want to see if I can buy one or two.
Take the box home and save it." He pointed to the people in front of him, "I estimate there are at least five people who have the same idea as me."
"Specially buying wine?"
"Yes, the wine here tastes very good, and every year's share is booked from abroad. But if there is any extra, the winery will sell it to nearby individual tourists."
Anyway, it was idle time, neither of them felt tired, and they talked a lot on the way.
The owner of the winery is a very nice person. Since he started making wine, he has been reserving some shares of wine for people around the winery and selling them to individual customers at market prices.
Yes, only sold to individual customers.
In the past, a batch was specially reserved, but now that the business is getting bigger and bigger, they can no longer deliberately withhold it, because there are many conditions for producing good wine, and those that are slightly unqualified will be eliminated. In some bad years, they may not even be able to complete the wine.
Naturally, the order cannot be sold to others.
2019 and 2020 happen to be two bad years.
Things have gotten a little better this year, and there are still some left after completing the order.
"So tomorrow will be the first time they sell you alcohol in the past three years?"
"You're right."
Han Qi nodded and asked, "Is this wine expensive?"
"I don't know how much it sells abroad, but the price sold to us is not expensive. A box of six bottles only costs 600 to 700 euros... But I don't know if the price will increase this year."
After all, this is the first time in three years.
The car continued to drive forward, and in the darkness, Han Qi saw the ruins of ancient Rome in the distance.
The complete building no longer exists, only the dilapidated ancient Roman columns still stand there, proudly and noblely telling the story of its once arrogant history.
Han Qi didn't get out of the car, he was going to follow the car to the winery to have a look.
There must be a lot of people, that's absolutely true. Because according to this old man, the wine here is a hot commodity. Even if you don't drink it yourself, you can still make money by taking pictures and selling it second-hand. Rome is such a big city, and everyone can buy it.
There will definitely be many people drinking.
The ancient city was left far behind.
Half an hour later, the driver honked the horn twice to remind the people on the seats that the station had arrived.
Han Qi also looked outside, and it was indeed very clean here, with fewer people than in Rome.
After Han Qi got out of the car, he looked around curiously.
Not to mention there are many high-rise buildings, but it is almost the same as an average European town.
What was more special was a scent, with a hint of alcohol, but more of a grape scent... This fermented and non-corrupt aroma fascinated Han Qi, and he unconsciously took two more breaths, feeling the aroma in his nose.
A little bit of wine aroma.
The bus stopped on the side of the road to let the passengers off, and in a few minutes the bus would turn around and head back to Rome.
Just as Han Qi was about to walk forward, the driver suddenly opened the window and said to Han Qi:
"Brother, do you want to go back to Rome? There is no charge."
It was a bit difficult for him to say these words. This accent made Han Qi guess for a while before he understood what he meant. He shook his head and said:
"I'm going to hang out here for a while, and then I'll consider whether to go back later."
"good."
The driver wanted to remind Han Qi something, so he subconsciously spoke a lot of Italian. Then he remembered that Han Qi couldn't understand, and said: "We are the last bus. If you don't get on, you can only take the train or rent a taxi."
car,"
Still not standard, Han Qi half-guessed what he meant.
"Thank you for your help, I understand."
Having said that, the driver has no choice but to persuade him. Anyway, this is the tourist’s own choice.
Han Qi still walked forward along the street.
Now you don’t have to worry about getting lost when walking. If you encounter any hotel on the way, if you feel tired, just go in and stay for a night.
Don't worry about Rome. Anyway, Han Qi reserved a large amount of funds when he booked the hotel. As long as Han Qi does not check out, they will automatically allocate funds from this reserved fund. The safety of the luggage is at least guaranteed.
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Now Han Qi wants to know what European wineries are like.
Let alone European wineries, he has never even seen Chinese wineries.
If he had to talk about wine-making places... he had only seen them in Yibin.
Yibin is not a winery, but an almost completely industrial distilled liquor production base, and the taste of the distiller's lees is indeed not very good. When accumulated in large quantities, it will have a particularly strong and pungent smell.
I don’t know how this winery solved this problem. I didn’t smell any bad smell on the road.
Most street products are also related to red wine.
Even though the sun was setting, there were still a lot of people in this small market, and there was no sign of weakening at all. Han Qi also saw the thirty-year-old uncle in the car, who was talking eloquently with a friend he knew.
What are we talking about.
He was so excited that he didn't see Han Qi coming towards him, which made Han Qi's idea of saying hello come to nothing. However, in the next second, Han Qi's expression changed and his hand suddenly reached forward.
A person's arm happened to be caught in Han Qi's hand.
The wallet immediately fell from his hand.
This scene was noticed by the elder brother who came back to his senses. He was startled at first, and then showed an angry expression towards the person caught by Han Qi.
"Are you stealing my money?"
"No, no, it's him! It's this foreigner who stole your wallet!"
The thief beat him up and wanted to frame Han Qi.
After all, this is an Asian, and the terrifying legends of East Asian gangs are the magic weapon used by Europeans to scare children.
The eldest brother had a bad temper. He looked at Han Qi and knew that this was the friend he had been chatting with for almost an hour in the car. How could he be the thief he said... Those clothes were definitely high-end goods and could be bought.
Will people who buy clothes like this be short of money?
"You're still quibbling!" The elder brother kicked the man in the chest, sending the man weighing more than 100 kilograms straight two meters away.
"Fuck!" Han Qi was startled.
Before he could figure out what happened, he only remembered that he had caught the thief's hand.
Not being able to understand Italian is really bad, Han Qi thought to herself.
Han Qi could have grabbed this man, but in the end he chose to do nothing and silently dragged him into the crowd of people who were retreating.
Several people made room for him with smiles on their faces... To be honest, as long as they had their heads in the air, they would know that it was impossible for Han Qi to steal money, because they had never heard of foreign tourists doing such stupid things.
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Is Rome really safe?
Han Qi looked at the beaten thief and had a deeper evaluation of this sentence.
If he really committed the crime as mentioned on the Internet, then what is the scene in front of him? He can't be so lucky that he always encounters two people fighting, right?
The thief broke away after being kicked, stood up and ran away.
The man walked towards Han Qi with his wallet and said with a smile: "Thank you. If it weren't for you, he would have stolen money from me today. Although the cash is not much, it will always affect my purchase tomorrow."
Jiu, your surname is Han, right?"
"Yes, my name is Han Qi."
"I'm Ronyon Barton. Well, to thank you for your help, I'll treat you to something to eat."
"No need," Han Qi subconsciously refused.
"You don't speak Italian well, that's it."
He knew that Han Qi hadn't eaten, just like himself now.
The two of them had been waiting in the car since about five o'clock. How could they have time to eat? So Ronin had to drag Han Qi along with him, and the person he was chatting with before didn't have any objections to this.
By the way, the person who chatted with Ronien before was a woman.
A very young woman, at least very young to Ronin, probably in her mid-twenties.
After staying in Europe for a long time and seeing more people, Han Qi has a clearer and clearer understanding of the prosopagnosia of white people, and can roughly guess the age of white people.
It is better to obey orders than to be respectful. Han Qi was also hungry.
It is not easy to find a better restaurant in this small street. One thing is that the area where you can eat is too small. Han Qi understands that this is just the periphery of the winery, and all the bosses inside are dependent on wine.
Most of the business in Zhuang Life is related to wine.
On the way, Ronin introduced the woman beside him to Han Qi.
Evelina Letitia
Different from Han Qi's guess, he originally thought that there was something going on between the two people, but now he found that the two of them talked more like old friends, or a pair of brothers and sisters, and both parties also have their own families, Evi
Lina also came to buy wine for her husband this time.
People who like to drink tend to make friends with people who like to drink.
Indeed, this is a very common way of socializing in the West.
After walking for a long time, the three of them finally found a decent restaurant and quickly went in. After Ronin sat down, he shouted:
"What do you have to eat here?"
The boss came out to entertain the guests.
Through the glass in the store and kitchen, Han Qi could see the woman busy in the transparent kitchen.
This should be a mom-and-pop shop.
After traveling to so many places, Han Qi trusted such a mom-and-pop shop. It is impossible for an incompetent person to open a restaurant regardless of everything. After all, after getting married, there are many places to spend money. If you don’t make money, how can you open a mom-and-pop shop?
Northwest wind?
Evelina wiped the oil on the table in front of her with a paper towel, then put her hands on it and asked Han Qi:
"Are you also here specifically to attend tomorrow's cocktail party?"
"No, I just..." Han Qi looked at Ronin and sighed, "I got lost and came here. I heard the news about tomorrow's reception from Brother Ronin, so I came to see the excitement.
I won’t steal a drink from you.”
"Get lost? Haha, really? I'm not worried about that. If you have the chance, you must buy more. After you taste it, you will know why we like this brand."
Indeed, the aroma of the wine in this place alone is worth buying.
Han Qi asked a question that he really wanted to know: "When eldest brother hit someone just now, weren't you worried that someone would call the police and the police would come to arrest you?"
"Catch me, why?"
Ronien smiled honestly and said: "There are no police here. The nearest patrol location is five kilometers away from here. What's more, they are off work now, so it is even less likely to patrol our place.
Coming."
Evelina also said:
"This is a private winery, and the police don't come often. And what we caught today was a thief. If you beat a thief, no one will call the police... Besides, the police won't care about this kind of petty theft. At most, they won't.
If he is released in two days, he might as well have a fight."
Wow! This beauty is so hot.
Not long after, the food arrived.
Of course this kind of place cooks Italian food.
Most dishes in Italian cuisine are typical Mediterranean style.
What does a Mediterranean-style diet look like?
To put it simply, they eat wheat as their staple food, use olive oil for cooking, like to drink wine, and have a high proportion of vegetables, fruits, and seafood in their diet. Residents along the Mediterranean coast generally live longer, and many people believe that this is related to a balanced diet.
