MTL - Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel-Chapter 669 Six hundred and sixty-nine. 1 pack photo

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"Ah!" Yang Mei was shocked and quickly broke free from my arms. Only then did she realize that she was not in her own room, but in a large audience, and there were friends around her. Yang Mei was embarrassed to handle it. The messy hair, they said to Sallyka: "Sorry, huh!"

"It doesn't matter, I didn't expect you Orientals to be more open than us, huh, huh!" Sangika laughed.

"I hate it, don't make fun of us!" said Yang Meizhen.

After I got on the shore, I invited Philip and Sallyka to have dinner together, but unfortunately, two people have already eaten, so I made an appointment with them to play together tomorrow and left each other with contact information.

I asked Mark to send them back to their place of residence. It turned out that they only lived in a cheap private family hotel. Although I have the money to move them to a better place, doing so will hurt Philip's self-esteem and they will not accept it.

When the water meets, it is just a comparison, and I have not forced it.

When I joined Yang Mei and returned to St. Mark's Square, I saw Yang Xiong and Li Xiaohong sitting on the stone steps on the edge of the square. Yang Mei was embarrassed to open my hand. But how can I make her succeed? Since it has already been decided, then it should be a bright future, not to mention that Yang Xiong and Li Xiaohong do not oppose our affairs.

When Yang Mei saw that she couldn't open it, she no longer insisted on it. He hesitated a moment and suddenly became closer to me. I think she also made up her mind.

Li Xiaohong obviously also saw the change between me and Yang Mei. It is also very gratifying. Although she knows that her daughter’s time is running out, I can be with Yang Mei. Yang Mei will be very happy. Moreover, Li Xiaohong has a selfish heart. That is, if I am with Yang Mei, even if Yang Mei leaves, I will not be able to throw them down!

"Dad, Mom, let's go eat? Hungry!" Yang Mei's mood is obviously good.

"Of course, well, but I have to wait a minute, I still have some things." Yang Xiong naturally understands what his daughter is in for a good mood, so he laughs with awkwardness.

"There are still things? Is there anything?" Yang Mei asked strangely.

"Oh, you know it right away... This is not, he has come over!" Yang Xiong stood up and pointed to the direction behind us.

"What?" Yang Mei turned strangely.

I was also puzzled and looked back. I saw a young man screaming at the camera and ran over, then handed a bag of things to Yang Xiong: "The washed photos and the digital negatives are in it." ,Mr."

"Okay, thank you!" Yang Xiong smiled and took the bag.

"My business card is also inside. If something happens, please contact me directly!" The young man waved his hand and said goodbye to Yang Xiong.

After the young man left, Yang Mei was curious and asked: "Dad, what is this, what photo? Did you and my mother just took it?"

"Yes, it’s a photo. Just printed it and printed it out. The efficiency here is still very fast!" Yang Xiong laughed.

"Ah, show me, I want to see." Yang Mei said that he would reach out and take the photo of the bag.

"Well, are you not hungry? Let's find a restaurant first. When you eat and watch, you can't see the black light now!" Yang Xiong said.

Yang Meiyi thought it right, so he nodded and agreed.

Italy's most famous foods are (pizza) and pasta (pasta). A few days ago, the Yangmei family also dealt with the nearby fast food restaurants, and did not officially taste the Italian meal, so I proposed to go. Have a taste of the specialty food at a bigger restaurant!

My proposal immediately got the approval of everyone, so we walked along the small street on the edge of St. Mark's Square to the city center.

There are many restaurants in Italy, which can be roughly divided into formal restaurants, fast food restaurants and buffet restaurants. In big cities such as Rome and Milan, there are thousands of restaurants of all sizes in each city. There are many restaurants in Venice. Don't look at the small population here, but many Europeans and Americans are not used to fire at home. Eating at restaurants has become a habit.

There are a lot of fast food restaurants in the city center, but there are fewer formal restaurants, but less does not mean no. We have found a more orthodox Italian restaurant.

Huaxia advocating "the people take food for the sky", while the Italians respect "eat is a kind of enjoyment." Indirectly, Italy is also a country that is very particular about food.

Although the decoration in the restaurant is not very luxurious, it is very elegant, and the dishes on the menu make me and Yang Mei have an inexplicable sense of belonging!

The recommended dishes at this restaurant are actually noodles and dumplings!

"There are also dumplings here, so weird!" Yang Mei said curiously.

Although I am very strange, I was already surprised once in my previous life. I also made a detailed investigation, so I understand the reason, so I explained to Yang Mei: "Italian people actually talk about the oriental food culture. People have some similarities, such as we like to eat noodles, dumplings, Italians also like to eat noodles, dumplings; we in the Northeast are particularly fond of rice ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and Italian northerners also love a kind of The rice called "Lesotho". It is said that the Italian noodles, dumplings or Marco Polo passed from us to Venice, and later spread in Italy!"

"Ah, it turned out to be the case, then are we just like eating hometown rice?" Yang Mei said with amazement.

"Actually, this is also a legend. Whatever it is, no one can say it clearly! But the practice and taste of Italian dumplings and noodles are very different from those of us, so it is not unreasonable to taste. In fact, the two countries So far apart, there are so many similar places in the food culture and so on. The most fundamental reason is that the latitudes of the two countries are relatively close in geography. This is the point!" I said.

"Then we can just order a little bit?" Yang Mei looked at the dazzling menu and some did not know how to start.

"Of course, we can talk to the waiter and see if we can make a small amount." I nodded.

Europeans and Americans despise extravagant and wasteful behavior. When the waiter passed my request to the restaurant owner, the boss saw that I was coming from outside to try to taste the local characteristics of the tourists, so I was very happy to agree. In this way, not only does not waste food, we can also get what we want, the most important thing is that he also has money to make, why not do it.