Chapter 211: Flowers are easy to wither, only fruits can be tasted slowly!
βγγγ Have a good rest, I'll go first, I'll wait for you to invite me to a big meal. β
After the personal doctor checked the sprain on Aimo's ankle and ruled out the possibility of a fracture, he prescribed a little anti-inflammatory medication, and made a doctor's order to avoid weight-bearing and walking, and after applying a warm compress to promote blood circulation and relieve the swelling and pain, the doctor left.
Aimo also called her parents to inform her that her mother was coming, and Arthur knew it was time for him to leave.
"Hehe, no problem. Aimo looked at Arthur, who stood up and was about to leave, and smiled softly and sweetly.
"As a friend, if there's anything I can do to help, feel free to call me. β
"Thank you so much, Arthur. β
"Hehe, you're welcome, you sit down, I'll leave by myself, don't worry, I'll help you close the door." Arthur stretched out his hand and motioned to Aimo, who wanted to get up, smiled and waved his hand, and then did not stop, and walked away quickly.
"Click-"
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Aimo glanced down at the coffee stains on his clothes, let out a long breath, and reached out to pick up the nightdress and Tback that basically couldn't cover anything, and his cheeks were slightly hot. Soon he snorted, shook his head with a smile, and his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.
"Bossβ"
"Let's go to Chinatown first. β
Arthur, who walked out of the apartment building, nodded to the bodyguard Bell who greeted him, got into the Rolls-Royce together, and said to the driver.
"Boss, is that lady okay?" Bell, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked with concern.
"It's not a big problem, it's just a sprained ankle, but I need to rest for a while. Arthur leaned back comfortably in his seat, turned his head to look at the neon streets of London outside the car window, retracted his gaze, looked at the blurred image of himself on the car window, and couldn't help but think of Aimo Alamuddin again, his eyes twinkled, and he smiled slightly.
The delicate face, especially the big long T that countless female stars have dreamed of, and the exotic temperament of the mixed Lebanese are really pleasing to the eye.
I have to say that Aimo really lives like the character setting of the Mary Sue heroine, with explosive appearance, fashionable dress, devilish figure, and a scholarly mind. She has all these in her pocket, and her performance in any item is remarkable, a proper true goddess.
It is normal for such a talented and beautiful woman to be able to fall in love with her.
What?age?
Don't be kidding, you know, there is such a thing as style, a kind of wine fragrance that can only be exuded after many years of cultivation by Cheng Shu Nuxing. You can't imitate, you can't learn, it takes time, although the flower is easy to wither, but only the fruit can be tasted slowly. When describing a female xing as "very tasteful", please believe that she is a Cheng Shu lady.
The heart is rich, the temperament wins, and it is very readable. Flowers are used to see, and the beauty of Cheng Shu female xing is used to read. Those who can't see her beauty are shallow, and those who read her charm are happy, and this feeling lasts.
Practicing from the inside out will make a woman exude an indescribable charm, not pretentious, not packaged, but permeated with the original flavor, and form an aura, a charming aura.
"Boss, Chinatown has arrived. β
The bodyguard Bell's words interrupted Arthur's imagination, and he said with a light hum: "Find a place to park the car, we will eat Celestial Empire food here tonight." β
"Good boss. β
London's Chinatown, also known as Celestial Empire City or London Chinatown, is located in the SOHO district of central London, where land is at a premium. However, due to language, culture, food and history, it has become a cultural island in British society.
Chinatown is small, consisting of a main street and several side streets, and is not far from Buckingham Palace and the Prime Minister's Office at 10 Downing Street. There are standard Chinese-style archways and Han-style Tang-style kiosks. On each side of the 800-meter-long main street stands an archway with the words "Guotai Min'an" and "London Huafu" written on it.
Restaurants, shopping malls, pharmacies, etc., on both sides of the street, are hung with prominent Chinese characters. It's not big, but it's exquisite, like a dish of simple ingredients, and the flavor is all in the main street and a few side streets that crisscross it.
Arthur strolled through the brightly lit Chinatown under the protective circle specially formed by the three of Bell, and the familiar smells and sounds made him feel quite touched in his heart, and he had a feeling that he was looking back and was no longer a person.
Seeing a well-known and incomparably familiar pharmacy, Arthur stopped, looked at the sign of Tong Ren Tang, and walked in, followed by Bell, and the remaining two bodyguards stood outside the store waiting leisurely.
The interior of the store is in the same style as the shops of the Celestial Empire, with traditional and elegant dΓ©cor and carved wooden window lattices to create a dignified and elegant Chinese charm. Directly opposite the door of the store are rows of small drawers containing different Chinese herbs, no different from the traditional Chinese medicine stores of the Celestial Empire.
"Excuse me, is there safflower oil here for bruises?" asked the clerk as he entered, in a specially disguised Mandarin accent.
"Welcome, yes, please wait, I'll get it for you right away... The clerk was really a little surprised that Arthur, such a young foreigner, could speak the Celestial Empire dialect to such an extent, not that the foreigner still felt novel when he spoke the Celestial Empire, but it was just that it was rare for a foreigner of Arthur's age to speak Mandarin and know that safflower oil could treat bruises.
"This is the safflower oil you want... The clerk was very enthusiastic to explain the instructions to Arthur in English, and it seemed that Arthur, an Englishman who could speak Celestial Empire, had a very good impression of the other party.
"Thanks, how much?" Arthur asked directly with a smile, and then took out the money to pay the bill, and in the clerk's 'You go slowly, welcome again... "Warmly sent off.
Looking at the safflower oil in his hand, Arthur couldn't help but smile, he came to Chinatown this time, mainly to buy it for Aimo, believing that the magical oriental medicine would leave a very deep impression on her.
Of course, more importantly, he can personally help her apply safflower oil and put wan... Ahem, it's a massage of the ankles.
"We're going to eat hot pot tonight, can you eat spicy?"
Walking to the door of one of Chinatown's most famous hot pot restaurants, Little Tail Sheep, and smelling the familiar smell of water, Arthur asked the three people around him.
The three of Bell looked at each other, then shook their heads, while Arthur shook his head and smiled: "Then it seems that you don't have the best taste for the most enjoyable food, let's go, you can't eat spicy, you can only order a mandarin duck pot." β
Speaking, regardless of the helpless expressions of the three of Bell, they walked into the hot pot restaurant, and under the warm reception of the waiter, they found a table to sit down, Arthur listened to the waiter's English introduction, and couldn't help chuckling and said in the Celestial Dialect: "Give me a mandarin duck pot, clear soup and medium spicy, beef, mutton first eight plates, vegetable platter, cabbage to cabbage sum, green onion and coriander platter, as well as frozen tofu, vermicelli, shabu-shabu... β
The waiter standing on the side was stunned for a moment, listening to Arthur ordering the dish in skillful Celestial Dialect, he couldn't help but be full of astonishment, originally thought that the four foreigners who came came because of curiosity, after all, the foreigner didn't have much cold for the hot pot of the Celestial Empire, especially if he had never eaten it, he didn't even dare to try it.
"By the way, is there any leek sauce?"
Well, even Leek-chan knew that this time it was not only the waiter standing by the side who was stunned, but even the guests at the two tables with Asian faces at the adjacent table looked at Arthur with curiosity and consternation.
Sir, you are not only good at the words of the Celestial Empire, but you are also an expert at eating hot pot. As he spoke, the young waiter smiled and gave Arthur a thumbs up.
"Hehe, thank you, I just have a good master, my college roommate is from the hot pot city, do you have Moutai here? Arthur said with a smile.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll serve you right away. "The male waiter is completely convinced now, knowing that Moutai is nothing, but he wants to drink Feitian by name, this is extraordinary, this is a celestial court, I really don't know what kind of person this foreigner's celestial courtmate is, he can infect a foreigner to this extent.
Arthur smiled and nodded with a kind smile thrown around, he didn't care about the surprise of these people, to be honest, he felt stupid when he spoke in the pharmacy before, no matter how much it is, it's not a shameful thing that he can speak the words of the Celestial Empire.
Isn't it just to make so much money to live a free and easy life as you want?