Julian is better at business than her parents, and Fang Luo's group is all well-dressed, even Sun Hanning is dressed like a big nobleman, and he is also Chinese.

In the eyes of Europeans, nine out of ten Chinese are now rich, even if their money may not come from the right way.

The spending power of these Chinese rich people is unquestionable, so she will work hard to recommend a view room, a house price of 300 euros a day, even the same rich islanders and South Koreans will feel distressed, if these Chinese people are willing to live for a few more days, it is a lot of income.

"No problem at all, beauty, we want two. ”

Without waiting for Fang Luo to reply, Wang Yongle replied first.

For beauties, Wang Yongle has always been full of interest, let alone refuse, and thinks that this is a kind of old-fashioned performance, and now the trendy characters have gone to the back of the mountain to gather, compared to them, Wang Yongle feels that he is an old-fashioned person with a fine oriental tradition.

"Okay. Hearing Wang Yongle's bold words, Julian immediately nodded.

After Julian successfully marketed two sets of view houses, he quickly delivered the food they had ordered.

Three pans of mashed potatoes and beef, a whole sheet of Maiduoduo, a plate of thinly sliced smoked lamb legs, a large portion of Sun Hanning's favorite fruit salad and the rich flavor of corn bone soup, hot and fragrant, aroused everyone's appetite, Fang Luo Needless to say, even Sun Han, who is usually cold, eats with relish, and the cheeks that are chewing hard noodles are sour, but they still can't stop their mouths.

It's delicious, not because the food is fine enough, but because of the rough Nordic style, people will be intoxicated without realizing it.

The wine is not good, but it is strong enough, and when you drink it, it explodes in the stomach like a depth charge, driving away the chill from the whole body, making the body hot, the bones itching, and screaming with pleasure.

It turns out that wine doesn't need to be crafted, as long as it is strong enough, this is what a man can drink!

A man can live without a woman, but he can't do without wine, much less without it.

The realm of this poem is there, but it is not high enough, but I don't know that people enter the sea of suffering, after all, it is a dream, who can escape the barrier of life and death, and it is not just those soldiers who shroud the body of the country? Since it is always a dream, it is better to get drunk at this time

When the drink was rising, the two men sang generously, and the cultured chanted about the wine and the uneducated sang eighteen touches, Sun Hanning hurriedly covered his ears, and was blushed by the two of them, looking at the shouting of the wine, and his mind still echoed, "One touch, touch the sideburns of my sister and sister." ”

Thinking stupidly in his heart, he said that among his sisters and sisters, one of them is me.

Sun Hanning suddenly felt that wine was a good thing, he had always been extremely mysterious and capable, as if Fang Luo, who was mastering everything, was just an ordinary person, he would get drunk if he drank too much, he would sing when he was drunk, and he also liked to sing eighteen touches

Fang Luo was very happy today, he was drunk when he was drunk, and he didn't use his internal qi to eliminate his drinking. After singing, I remembered the absurd experience in the university dormitory, and the tone was higher, "Three touches, touch the little toes of Teacher Cang".

The old Maozi couldn't understand, but Sun Hanning was blushing when he heard it, it turned out that he was also a bad person, but he was not angry at all in his heart, feeling that Fang Luo was bad and good, really bad, and so bad that he was down-to-earth

"Woohoo"

There is wine and beautiful women, how can there be no wind and snow?

As soon as the old man drank the wine, time was like a frightened little white rabbit, so quietly slipped away from between his fingers, so fast that it seemed to bring the wind, and before he knew it, in the afternoon, the sky became gray, and the wind blew, and the windmill above made a 'crackling' sound, but it was countless small finger-sized Xiaoice hail smashed down, and soon spread a bright layer on the ground.

The hotel was very warm, and Julian added a lot of pine wood to it, and the fire in the fireplace was bigger, and there was a faint smell of pine, and then the hail gradually disappeared, and snowflakes floated in the air, and many guests were moved, and they had already eaten well, but they asked for wine, and they were going to go down the mountain, so they simply booked their rooms.

It's another income, Youlian looked at Fang Luo with a smile and a smile, these people must be the nobles of Huaxia, otherwise how could they bring good luck as soon as they arrived?

The weather forecast indicates that there will be snow on the spot

Picked up the rice bowl to eat, put down the chopsticks to look at the snow, Wang Yongle, a child of the family, returned to his original at this moment, the two drunks walked out of the door with a smile, looked up at the snow in the sky, and suddenly felt that his life was almost in vain.

This is the snow, crystal bright and cool, four petals, six petals and eight petals, each piece seems to be a masterpiece of God, the snow in Porvoo is really more white and natural than many places in China, unlike in the magic capital of Kyoto, it is easy to snow, the snowflakes are black, and the snow water cannot be used to make tea.

Wang Yongle was the most vassal and elegant, and he was busy asking Youlian for a porcelain basin and filling it with snow, saying that he wanted to boil snow water to make tea at night.

The customers in the store also ran out at this time, a cheer, the snow near the Arctic Circle is ice flowers, no matter whether the talented romantic poet or the reckless man, it is difficult to resist the temptation of nature's beauty, in this vast snow, people's hearts seem to be washed, and those who do not know are all goodwill and laughter, nature, is a good prescription for people to return to the original and return to the original, the hearts of the world are becoming more and more hazy, is it not because the distance from nature is too far, after all, the true temperament is covered up by the clever calculations all over the city?

Fang Luo stood quietly in the snow, feeling every trace of wind and falling snow with his heart, with a faint smile in his eyes, the indescribable joy in his heart, but he couldn't find a reason to be happy; at this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, everyone's movements seemed to be played in slow motion in his eyes, and it was lowered thirty-two times, all the noisy sounds disappeared, only his own heartbeat and the sounds he was willing to hear, such as Sun Hanning's laughter, Wang Yongle's muttering.

There is snow in the sky.

The great comfort and joy at this moment made Fang Luo suddenly have a thought, if Sun Hanning, Wang Yongle, and everyone on this mountain entered this state, would it be considered a great thing?

As soon as he thought of it, Fang Luo shuddered, and retreated from this state of meditation, there were some faint traces in his heart, he wanted to catch it, but it faded in an instant, and then disappeared without a trace, just like those most moving, but people will forget it immediately after waking up, and can no longer recall it

What was the state just now?

Is it a system-given ability?

Fang Luo stood stupidly, feeling that it was difficult to guess the mind of the system, and it seemed to be even more difficult to guess than a girl

"Fang Luo, it's windy, let's go back to the hotel, shall we?"

The wind was blowing, the snowflakes had turned into snowflakes, the temperature on the top of the mountain had plummeted, and most of the guests had retreated to the store to drink around the stove, Sun Hanning pulled Fang Luo's sleeve, just now only she noticed that Fang Luo who had been released was wrong, and she was a little worried.

"Oh, yes. Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, smiled and walked back to the hotel with Sun Hanning.

Zhou Yi yawned, after enjoying the beautiful scenery and food, he was sleepy, he had never felt so sleepy, he wanted to sleep like this, was it that the meditation just now consumed too much mental energy?

It's not that those old monks can face the wall for a few years, it seems that their skills are still not enough.

The rooms of the Eurian House are lined up with ridges to the south, and the southernmost side is just a high ground, where the viewing rooms are built, not only with floor-to-ceiling windows, but also with skylights, even if you are lying on the bed, you can open the curtains to overlook the scenery of the entire mountain, and even see the river, mills and houses at the foot of the mountain.

After entering the room, Fang Luo looked out the window and smiled: "Not bad, good-looking!"

After saying that, he fell into bed and fell asleep.

"It's like a child"

Sun Hanning was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, feeling warm in his heart.

This smile is full of spring breeze.