Chapter 18: Rysel Diesel

It was probably another quiet afternoon. The sun was about to set, and the sky was covered with purple and orange sunsets, and there seemed to be a patch of violets covering the sky. Ye Yan and Su Yan were standing on the side of the road, waiting for a taxi to go to their destination.

The two did not go to any of the places today, but spent the day in the hotel. Probably this pastime is not easy - in order to wait until five o'clock, Ye Yan has almost exhausted all methods to spend the time in between, probably because of the purpose, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Ye Yan tried to go to Weibo, go to Station B, and read some books, but the effect was not very good. He has a feeling of being a little tired of Weibo and Station B. Probably because I watched too much, and I couldn't find anything interesting from it, and I always felt the same-but probably mainly because the UP master he followed didn't update the video. It's really hard for people to find something interesting from the ocean of the Internet again.

He wanted to read a book, but it was always intermittent, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was tired and had difficulty reading the book. That might be good. There will always be a period of tiredness and poor spirits. Ye Yan is indeed difficult to say, but if he can't read the book, it is always the truth.

Fortunately, having Su Yan by his side made Ye Yan have fun, so he tried to look through some things that Su Yan found interesting. probably let Ye Yan have a good pastime in this long and not too long time.

Ye Yan glanced at the location of the potato club from Google Maps, estimated the distance from the hotel, and chose to go out at half past four. He wasn't in too much of a hurry. The customs of foreign countries are different from those of Huaxia. The Chinese pay attention to the early arrival of the banquet as a sign of respect, while the West obviously does not like you to go early, probably because they do not know how to entertain you, because their banquet may not be set up yet, just on time.

In the past, when Ye Yan went out, he would probably take Su Yan with him, even today. The two of them stood in the cool evening breeze, the heat of the day had just subsided, and the air was still filled with the smell of grass and marble that had been dried all day. What Ye Yan likes is the taste of Su Yan.

After waiting for a while, I saw a taxi arrive, which was called by the hotel. Fei Lengcui's taxi is obviously different from Huaxia. The body is a striking yellow color, and it continues the style of decades ago, although it looks old-fashioned, but it is better than the space. The taxi assessment is very difficult, although it is easier than in the UK, but it still makes the taxi drivers of the Emerald have a very high quality. Therefore, this taxi has also become a must-order "tourism project" for foreign travelers.

The taxi driver's name was Rie Diesel, a 40-year-old middle-aged man with a shiny bald head and muscular muscles. A character who has been racing on the track for a few days when he was young. After that, he also led a speeding team. Some of them are also flying cars, some of them are regarded as thorns in the side of the police, and some are like Diesel here, with their excellent driving skills, they have helped the police solve several car crimes. But he probably didn't want to drag racing anymore, and he couldn't let go of the car he had driven for most of his life, so he bought a taxi, took the certificate, and became a taxi driver with peace of mind.

But this person is a generous and free man, although he does not want to drag racing anymore, but he often helps people urgently - carrying pregnant women who are about to give birth, employees who are almost late, travelers who can't catch the plane, etc. Because he is already famous and understands people's feelings, many people take the car inexplicably. This man did have some minor problems, but he was also good. If anyone is flying here, if he is disturbed, and there is still nothing to fear, he will be rejected by other peers, or he will be approached by his former companions, and he will be cared for, and then his car will be charged.

Today, Ri Diesel has a son and a daughter, the eldest son is 8 years old, and the younger is 6 years old. His son has had an extraordinary interest in racing since he was a child, which makes Ri Diesel both happy and a little helpless.

"Where are you going?" said Ry-Diesel, glancing in the rearview mirror at the two men in the car.

Ye Yan glanced at the experienced driver vaguely, and said with a smile: "No. 35 Bird Street, Xicheng District." ”

"15 euros. Rie Diesel shook the steering wheel and said.

No. 35 Bird Street, Xicheng District, is about a little more than 6 kilometers away from the hotel, and according to the price of Fei Lengcui, the average price of five kilometers is 10 euros (equivalent to about 77 yuan in Huaxia currency), which is reasonable and still within the range of Ye Yan's acceptance.

"Then sit down. Ri Diesel looked at Ye Yan and smiled slightly.

The familiar roar of the taxi was the engine of a supercar, and it was clear that the car had been modified by him. Ye Yan is a person with Dacheng-level driving skills, and he also has good attainments in driving. He nodded slightly, appreciating it.

Rie Diesel grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth: "Where are you from?"

"Huaxia. Ye Yan also looked at Ri Diesel through the rearview mirror.

"You're also interested in cars?"

Ye Yan was slightly stunned and nodded: "Not really, I used to drive a car for a while." ”

The so-called car that has been driven for a period of time can naturally be understood by Ri Diesel, so he nodded - Ye Yan is really a racing driver. This is a feeling that only those who are proficient in this way will have, and obviously Ye Yan gives him the feeling that he is an opponent.

This couldn't help but make his hands itch, and he said: "I know that the Asian car god is named Xu Junchu, I have seen him before, and you give me the same feeling as him." No, you're even better than him. ”

Ye Yan lowered his head slightly, and seemed to remember the days when he once drove Wuling Hongguang in the Panlong Mountain Race, but it was indeed a very long memory. He said: "Compared to him, I am just a nobody, not a little bit. ”

Ri Diesel shrugged his shoulders, he wasn't a big talker after all, so the two chatted for a while, and the air of silence filled the carriage.

Ye Yan looked at the scenery outside the window and quickly retreated, I have to say that Ri Diesel's driving skills are indeed very good, driving fast and steady. After about twenty minutes, Ye Yan arrived at his destination, an ancient building with a garden.

Ye Yan paid Ri Diesel 15 euros, and then got out of the car with Su Yan. He stood at the gate and surveyed the building—it was at least two hundred and fifty square meters. The side of the street is blocked by a white marble wall, and the blackened iron gate opens, revealing a grassy ground divided in two by the marble floor. There is an old tree with intertwined roots, clinging to the marble wall, and at about three meters, it droops towards the courtyard, forming an umbrella canopy, and two chains that imitate rattan hang from the trunk, and a swing is hung.

The three-storey Gothic-style building sits in the middle of the courtyard, with green vines climbing the mottled marble walls. The setting is beautiful.

And then someone inside came out.

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