Chapter 958 Entering the city, there is a market and an opera performance
It is different from the leisure and tranquility of traveling in the wilderness and occasionally meeting a few farmers on the roadside or in the wheat fields.
Slowly approaching the entrance of the city, there were gradually more people nearby.
There were many merchants and tourists driving horse-drawn carriages, and there were guards and soldiers responsible for registration and interrogation. The long-awaited crowd was noisy, and there was a lively atmosphere that was different from the fields and belonged only to the city.
"Hey...this city is quite big."
Driving the carriage into the city amidst the hustle and bustle at the entrance, Fangran looked at the endless houses in surprise. On the fairly spacious streets, there were people coming and going under the sun.
Although it is not as big as Milan, it is already quite large compared to the towns they passed through before.
The two people on the carriage continued their journey, and this time they came to a new city.
"Fangran, where are we going now?"
After leaving Milan, she had never passed such a big place again. Ling felt a little bit at a loss as a little girl, and tugged on the corner of Fangran's clothes.
"As usual, let's find a place to live first and leave the horses to them to take care of,"
Answering with a chuckle, Fangran glanced at the time that it was past noon, then lowered his head and winked at Ling:
"Then let's just take a look around here this afternoon, and then we can go get some news tomorrow. How about that?"
"okay."
Listening to the girl's clear and tender voice, the young man raised the reins slightly and the carriage entered the city street.
"Let's go then!"
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It is bordered by the Alps to the north, Milan, the economic center, to the west, Venice to the east, and Rome, the capital, to the south.
Located in the center of the Po River plain, the long-running trains and railways stop here.
With a long history and numerous church monuments, it is one of the important hubs in Italy.
This is the city the two passed through this time,
——Verona.
It didn't take much time to find an inn that could take care of the horses. I just grabbed a person on the road and threw him a lira silver coin.
With Ling in charge of the conversation, Fangran quickly found the best hotel in the city.
Then, after slamming a bag of silver coins on the counter, I booked the most expensive room here, and got the supervisor's nod and a promise that he would take good care of the horses.
As for the carriage carriage, he put it directly into the black box.
"Okay, let's go, Ling."
Although there is no almighty Sharon, everything can be done easily and effortlessly with the power of money.
Fangran looked at the delicate girl holding his hand and chuckled.
"Where to go?"
Warmth and reassurance came from the holding hands, Ling raised her big light golden eyes and asked.
"Of course I'll go to the busiest place here."
"But Fangran, do you know the way?"
Hearing such an answer, Ling felt a little strangely confused, and then she saw Fangran pretending to be mysterious and confident.
"Hmph, don't underestimate the wisdom of people in the future."
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Founded in the first century BC, this city has a history of two thousand years. The names that have ruled here include ancient Rome, the Scaliger family, and the Republic of Venice.
As a hub of geographical transportation, it is a battleground for military strategists in every era.
This is also the case in this era.
But perhaps it is precisely because of this,
That brought trade to it, it brought prosperity, it brought more people here...
Vanilla Square.
This public place, once used for citizens' arbitration and political gatherings in Roman times, is surrounded by buildings from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance.
Those walls with flashy patterns, and the very European-style figure sculptures standing on the stone railings on the roof.
It’s a strange feeling to think that a hundred years later it will still be almost the same.
But this famous attraction is still a market. Along the edge of the small square, there are shaded stalls rented by various merchants, selling fruits, vegetables and the wine produced here.
At the door of the store, large boxes of goods are loaded onto horse-drawn carriages, which are driven to the station and followed by trains to be sent to various places.
Although it is far away from modern times everywhere, the customs and excitement that belong to and only belong to this old era are still permeated in people's greetings.
"Hey, Ling! Look, look! The fountain in the middle is called 'The Lover of Verona'. It was built in the 14th century!"
The sun was shining brightly, and while walking among the crowds of people, Fangran pointed to a small fountain in front and introduced Ling with eager eyes.
"The 14th century? A long time ago?"
Seeing that Fangran was very excited and took pictures of the surrounding people from time to time, Ling asked in confusion,
She has discovered that it was the same when she was in Milan. Contrary to her own interest in future things, Fangran was always very enthusiastic about these things.
"Well, it's 1916 now, which is the 20th century. The 14th century was about six hundred years ago."
Hearing Fang Ran's explanation, Ling Ye looked at the fountain and let out a small exclamation this time.
"Hey...the fountain from six hundred years ago..."
"Come on, Ling, here's this for you, let's take a picture."
Taking out the small parasol that matched her skirt, Fangran raised her camera and started the usual activities during the trip.
Freezing the scene on the journey again, holding the girl's hand again, Fangran looked at the various stalls, shops and restaurants nearby,
There are many cheeses, fresh milks, and pasta with tomato sauce on the sign, which are optional foods.
"Ling, is there anything you want to eat? Let's go buy it."
"Huh? Are you going to buy these things? They won't be as delicious as the ones you conjured up by Fangran."
Ling, who had passed through many places during the journey and had already understood this point, looked up at him and tried to remind him,
But all he saw was Fangran smiling happily at him, raising his eyebrows:
"The important thing is not the taste but the fun. If you go back a hundred years ago, Ling, you will definitely be curious about what the food tasted like at that time, right?"
"So let's go! Don't hesitate! Buy whatever you like!"
Listening to Fang Ran's righteous words, Ling, who had not yet realized that she had been indoctrinated into a strange concept of consumption, finally held his hand and walked through the market in ignorance.
you idiot...
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The afternoon sun in Verona is sunny, and even the houses with beige old walls and red brick roofs, those buildings with a long history,
The colors become brighter under the clear sky, and the vast scenery from a high altitude truly shows the picturesque scenery of European towns.
By the way, speaking of historical buildings...
There is an amphitheater built in the ancient Roman period, which is second only to the world famous tourist attraction in Rome.
Every summer, large-scale operas are performed here almost every day.
Before entering the city, I saw this building through the night crow's vision, and after cleaning out the shops near the market,