Armani, Versace, Prada, Valentino, Moschino, Dolce & Gabbana...
They were reborn, nurtured, blossomed, and finally soared.
Since the Art Renaissance, the city had been dedicated to art, and it had also given countless people who dedicated themselves to art supreme inspiration.
Milan was so fascinating.
...
Qin Guan was in the middle of the fascinating city. His back was against the cool Alps, and he was facing the majestic Cathedral.
His two managers were sitting at the table, discussing the schedule with the staff of the Fashion Week. Qin Guan felt a headache just looking at the long list of tasks in their hands.
Although there were only three days left before the Milan Fashion Week officially began, he would have to devote all his time to work the next day.
That evening was his last free time in Milan.
It was a rare opportunity for him to come to Milan, so he couldn't put himself in a position where he could only work.
Therefore, a trip to Milan with the most exquisite delicacies was essential for anyone who came to Milan.
After all, Milan represented the highest level of Italian food. There were many Michelin-starred restaurants in Milan.
When it came to the origin of Chinese and Italian cuisine, one had to mention Marco Polo, his careless friend.
His travels in China had made this European, who had never seen the world, completely infatuated with the food of the mysterious Eastern countries.
As a thorough disseminator of Chinese culture, he had brought back unique Eastern cuisine.
Unfortunately, Marco Polo's brain was not very good. Coupled with the complexity of Chinese food, he remembered that zhajiang noodles had to be mixed with sauce, but he did not know how to make the sauce.
He remembered that Chinese bread had stuffing, but he didn't know how to wrap the stuffing.
He also knew of a kind of thing called wonton, which should be the favorite of the Chinese people, but he forgot what was put in it to leave such a fragrant taste on the teeth and cheeks, leaving an endless aftertaste.
Thus, the half-baked Marco Polo relied on his own guesses to create an original Italian delicacy.
There were spaghetti, pizza, and soup.
As for the astonished Europeans, they were naturally infatuated with the rich taste of a variety of ingredients mixed together. They generously awarded the second most famous cuisine in Europe to Italy.
The three of them were still discussing their work the next day. They walked on the dark but artistic streets of Milan.
He decided to abandon the two common dishes, spaghetti and pizza, and lead everyone to try the most original Italian cuisine.
A bowl of the most distinctive traditional Italian risotto, coupled with the pork and beef dishes that they had stewed in a unique way, was simply full of energy, and could instantly fill a person with supreme strength.
The Alpende Ferry was an artistic restaurant. Not only was the food delicious, but the scenery was also unique.
The tables were placed on stone slabs, overlooking the canal. The cool autumn wind made one's heart beat faster.
Qin Guan and the waiter arranged their menus in Italian, which was similar to China's Mandarin. Then they enjoyed the rare Milan night under the lights of the river.
Chinese people didn't care about the order of food, so they had the simplest and most convenient traditional Italian risotto to fill their stomachs.
Qin Guan, Yin Changtao and the others had a rainbow-colored bowl in front of them. The most famous traditional Italian risotto was in the central and northern part of Italy.
Italian rice was the soul of the risotto. It was said that Italians loved rice the most in the world, except for the Orientals, who were represented by the Chinese.
There was a famous saying in Italy, "Rice is born in water, but it dies in wine."
The fragrant stewed rice still maintained its round shape. Because it had absorbed the juices of the ingredients it was stewed with, the grains were full and translucent. Together with the rich pieces of meat, sausages, and vegetables, the taste of the stewed rice became rich and colorful.
When it was taken out of the pot, a large amount of Parmesan cheese was sprinkled on it, giving it a strong fragrance.
Coupled with the Italian-style pork stew that the waiter had just served, it really whetted one's appetite.
No one knew if Marco Polo had been to the Northeast, because this traditional autumn and winter cuisine in Italy was like the pork stewed with vermicelli in the Northeast.
The only difference was that the fat chunks of pork inside had become the Italian pork ribs, trotters, ears, skin, and tail.
The vermicelli had become scallions and cabbages.
Paired with a glass of white wine from the Lake Guada Lugana region, one could ascend to immortality when stuffed into the mouth.
The night was intoxicating and the delicious food was delightful. The traveling team relaxed and looked forward to the upcoming feast.
It was September 2003. It was a rare sunny day. Qin Guan was woken up early in the morning and let the makeup team work on his face with his eyes closed.
It was his first day in Milan, so he had to be perfect.
His short hair was neat and tidy, and there was no makeup on his face. It was moisturized by the moisturizing lotion.
He put on a China style autumn suit, which had been designed by Yin Changtao himself.
The golden rays of the morning sun fell on his bare upper body, making him look like an angel in the mortal world, pure and unworldly.
When he put on the last shirt with his back to the others, some of the makeup team members who had yet to leave swallowed their saliva.
Gulp!
The sound of swallowing was very obvious in the quiet environment, which made the boy look even more useless.
The room was filled with friendly smiles. Meanwhile, the person who was transferred from Italy was stubbornly arguing with the person beside him.
"He is really attractive! Look at his figure. It's as if God made it for him and shaped his body. "
"Yes, it's normal for you to feel uncomfortable. I've been with him for half a year, but I still feel dizzy."
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