"Ah!" Yang Mei was startled and quickly broke free from my embrace. Only then did she realize that she wasn't in her own room, but in public. Moreover, there were also friends around her. Yang Mei embarrassedly combed her messy hair and said to Sallica and the others, "I'm sorry, hehe!"
"It doesn't matter. I didn't expect you Easterners to be more open than us, hehe!" Sallica laughed.
"Hateful, don't make fun of us!" Yang Mei said with embarrassment.
After going ashore, I invited Philip and Sallica to have dinner together. Unfortunately, the two had already eaten, so I made an appointment with them to come out and play tomorrow. We also exchanged contact information.
I asked Mark to send them back to their residence. As it turned out, they were just staying in a cheap private family hotel. Although I had the money to let them move to a better place, doing so would hurt Philip's self-esteem, so they wouldn't accept it.
Meeting by chance, we just hit it off, so I didn't insist on it.
When Yang Mei and I returned to the St. Mark's Square hand in hand, we saw Yang Xiong and Li Xiaohong sitting on the stone steps on the edge of the square. Yang Mei was embarrassed and wanted to shake off my hand, but how could I let her succeed? Since we had already decided, we should be together openly, not to mention that Yang Xiong and Li Xiaohong didn't oppose our matter.
Seeing that she couldn't shake off my hand, Yang Mei no longer insisted. After hesitating, she suddenly leaned closer to me. I think she had also made up her mind.
Li Xiaohong obviously saw the change between me and Yang Mei, so she was very gratified. Although she knew that her daughter didn't have much time left, if I could be together with Yang Mei, Yang Mei would be very happy. Moreover, Li Xiaohong also had a selfish thought. If Yang Mei and I were together, even if Yang Mei left in the future, I couldn't leave them behind!
"Dad, Mom, are we going to eat? I'm so hungry! "Yang Mei's mood was obviously good.
"Of course, but wait a moment, I still have something to do." Yang Xiong naturally understood why his daughter was in a good mood, so he kindly smiled.
"Something? What's the matter? "Yang Mei asked strangely.
"Hehe, you will know soon … Look, he is coming!" Yang Xiong stood up and pointed to the direction behind us.
"What?" Yang Mei turned around strangely.
I was also puzzled and looked behind me. I saw a young man carrying a camera and panting as he ran over. He handed a package to Yang Xiong and said, "The developed photos and the digital negatives are in this package, sir."
"Okay, thank you!" Yang Xiong took the bag with a smile.
"My business card is also inside. If you need anything, just contact me directly!" The young man waved his hand and said goodbye to Yang Xiong.
After the young man left, Yang Mei curiously asked, "Dad, what is this? What kind of picture is this? Did you take a picture with my mom just now? "
"Yes, it's a photo. It was just taken and then printed. The efficiency here is very fast!" Yang Xiong laughed.
"Ah, let me see, I want to see." Yang Mei said as she reached for the bag of photos.
"Well, aren't you hungry? Let's find a restaurant first. You can eat while watching. It's dark now, so you can't see clearly!" Yang Xiong said.
Yang Mei thought about it and nodded in agreement.
The most famous food in Italy was PIZZA and PASTA. A few days ago, Yang Mei's family had been eating at a nearby fast food restaurant, so they hadn't had a chance to taste an Italian meal. So I proposed to go to a bigger restaurant to try the specialty food here!
My proposal immediately got everyone's approval. So we walked along the side street of St. Mark's Square and went to the city center.
There were many restaurants in Italy. They could be roughly divided into formal restaurants, fast food restaurants, and buffet restaurants. In big cities like Rome and Milan, there were thousands of restaurants of various sizes in each city. There were also many restaurants in Venice. Don't look at the small population here. Many Europeans and Americans weren't used to cooking at home. Going to restaurants to eat had become a habit of life.
There were many fast food restaurants in the city center, but formal restaurants were relatively few. But few didn't mean that there weren't any. We didn't walk far before we found a more orthodox Italian restaurant.
China advocated that "food is the most important thing for the people," while Italians advocated that "eating is a kind of enjoyment." This indirectly proved that Italy was also a country that paid attention to food.
Although the interior of the restaurant wasn't very luxurious, it was very elegant. The dishes on the menu gave me and Yang Mei an inexplicable sense of belonging!
The recommended dishes of this restaurant were actually noodles and dumplings!
"There are actually dumplings here, how strange!" Yang Mei said curiously.
Although I also found it strange, I had found it strange in my previous life. I had deliberately done a detailed investigation, so I understood the reason. So I explained to Yang Mei, "The Italians have some similarities with the Orientals in terms of food culture. For example, we like to eat noodles and dumplings, and the Italians also like to eat noodles and dumplings. Our Northeasterners especially love to eat rice, and the Italians especially love to eat a kind of rice called" Lisotto. " It is said that Italian noodles and dumplings were spread to Venice by Marco Polo, and later became popular in Italy! “
So that's how it is. Then, isn't it the same as eating rice in our hometown? "Yang Mei said in surprise.
"Actually, this is also a legend. No one can say for sure what it is! However, the way and taste of Italian dumplings and noodles are very different from ours, so it is not impossible to try it. In fact, the two countries are so far apart, but have so many similarities in terms of food culture, the most fundamental reason is that the two countries are geographically close to each other. This is the main point! "I said.
"Then, can we order a little bit of each dish?" Yang Mei looked at the dazzling menu and didn't know where to start.
"Of course, we can negotiate with the waiter and see if we can order a small portion," I nodded and said.
European and American people despise extravagant and wasteful behavior. When the waiter passed on my request to the restaurant owner, the owner saw that I was a tourist who came here to try the local specialties, so he happily agreed. This way, not only would we not waste food, we could also get what we want. The most important thing was that he could also make money, so why not?
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