A talent that belongs only to him is about to be opened.

A few horse-drawn carriages, traveling through the winding alleys of Venice, medieval Venice, is so charming.

Countless small bridges, erected on the somewhat misty river, depict a unique picture of Venice.

The people on the bridge, there are local vendors who live in Venice, shouting and selling small snacks such as sweets, don't look at his cart is not up to grade, business is very good, and the group of noble ladies and ladies rarely have access to this kind of folk snacks.

There are also jugglers from other places who use their housekeeping skills to entertain everyone and earn some hard-earned money.

However, the most conspicuous were the pretty girls, who wore long dresses of cotton or other materials, and their faces were not as beautiful as Britney's, but they were enough to make the men in the carriage stare at them directly.

For example, Santiago is now, without blinking his eyes, and he only remembered to wipe it when his saliva was about to reach his chin.

"Hey, it's a bit of a joke. Zheng Fei glared at him and said.

"It's the right place today, so many beautiful women!" Santiago opened his mouth and opened the curtain to stare excitedly at the open-top carriage next to him, the towering breasts of the beautiful young woman, falling together with the bumps of the carriage.

The young woman, who was tidying up her makeup, noticed his burning gaze, gave him a blank look, and covered her chest with a scarf to cut off the infinite scenery that made him think about it.

Santiago: ""

Seeing this scene, Zheng Fei wanted to laugh inexplicably, and Santiago had a bitter face with a faint sadness.

"Tell you to see!" Zheng Fei, who rarely mocked people, couldn't help but tease.

Santiago was unhappy for a while, and then suddenly his eyes lit up again, and he exclaimed, "Hey, there are beautiful women over there!"

Seeing that Santiago was completely immersed in his own world of searching for flowers, Zheng Fei twisted his eyebrows, said nothing, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Venice through the small window of the carriage.

Even in winter, Venice is still so idyllic and dreamlike.

The Mediterranean climate is gentle in winter, and there are always plenty of boats in the river, so it doesn't freeze.

Some of these ships were used to transport goods, and some were rented by the wealthy for sightseeing.

The rich and aristocracy of Venice did not like to buy boats, because there were so many boats that they did not not show their status, but instead joined the group of fishermen and peddlers who rested at sunrise and sunset.

At this time, it is estimated that it is almost ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun is finally willing to emerge, lazily casting a warm sunshine on this city surrounded by water.

The carriage passed through the bustling crowd and along the riverside streets, and after some time, it stopped.

The coachman tightened his reins, looked back and smiled, "Sir, you have to change ships." ”

Zheng Fei looked forward and saw a tall building on the opposite bank, with a sign "Exchange" hanging on it, and many merchants in top hats crowded at the door, either on crutches or carrying cloth bags, kept talking with their companions, nervously waiting for the exchange to open.

Every day at 10 a.m., the exchange opens on time and closes at 8 p.m.

Santiago, who watched the beauties all the way, finally took his heart back, because the last beautiful woman walked into the jewelry store and didn't have to look at it.

The exchange is a place where merchants hang out, and the neighborhood is basically full of hotels and high-end bars, providing convenient facilities for merchants, and there are few girls who hang out.

Hearing that the coachman was about to get out of the car, Santiago tilted his head and wondered, "Isn't there a bridge over there, can't you go over?"

The coachman shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "That bridge won't let you go, don't you see how many soldiers are guarding it?"

"Why don't you let go of the good bridge?"

"Hey, did you see the old man on the river? He's the mayor's uncle, understand?"

"The world is going down!" said Santiago, and the simple-minded man suddenly began to sigh about life, which made people feel very cute.

Every morning, the mayor would send soldiers to guard the bridge near the exchange and not let anyone pass, so that if the merchants wanted to reach the exchange, they had to take his uncle's boat, which was not cheap, but the merchants had money and didn't care about that.

After getting off the bus, several people came to the riverside, and the old man on the ferry was enjoying the roast goose, and when he saw that some guests were coming, he was not polite, so he raised his eyelids and said, "Do you want to go over?"

There's a mayor's nephew, he doesn't need to smile all over his face, besides, there's only one way to get to the exchange.

"Hmm. ”

"Five silver coins per person, give the money and leave immediately. The old man said, took a bite of the crispy roast goose leg, and smashed it beautifully.

"So expensive?" cried Santiago, and although he was not short of money now, the frugal nature he had cultivated over the years was still there.

"Love to sit or not!" said the old man angrily, and after a while he added: "The poor ghost still wants to go to the exchange!"

In the face of the insult, Santiago instantly became angry, but he was not shameless enough to hit the old man, he just glared fiercely, and then felt his pocket, empty.

In his stunned effort, the old man put down the roast goose leg and said disdainfully: "I said you are a poor ghost, let's borrow it from your rich friend!"

With the support of the mayor behind him, the old man has always been so arrogant in Venice, but he just looks old, in fact, he is only fifty years old, and he has damaged his body by too many girls.

Zheng Fei patted Santiago on the shoulder to extinguish the fire, and he found dozens of silver coins, but before he could hand them to Santiago, the guy suddenly made a move that surprised everyone.

The big man, who is nearly two meters tall and weighs more than two hundred pounds, didn't say hello, jumped into the river with a plop, the cold and biting river water in winter!

Disturbed, whether it was the merchants in front of the exchange or the passers-by who hurriedly passed by, they all stopped their mouths or their steps, and moved their eyes in unison to the big man who was diving.

"Oh my God, is he crazy?" said a lot of people.

And so, to the astonishment of all, Santiago swam to the opposite side, climbed ashore with great difficulty, bit his lip to keep himself from shivering, and looked at the old man who was dumbfounded.

This was Santiago's first winter swim, and it was also the first time that the old man was slapped in the face, and no matter how arrogant he was, the guests would end up obediently giving him silver coins and begging him to take the ferry.

At this time, the merchants applauded and applauded in unison.

"Awesome!"

"Finally someone has taught that old fellow a lesson!"

"Bastard!"

The old man grabbed his hair and lost face, and it was clear that he had aroused the public anger of the merchants of the town over the years, and how many people were eager to beat him.

Zheng Fei called him and said, "Twenty silver coins, send us over." ”

"Get out!" even if I scuttle the boat, I won't send you!" roared the angry old man.

Hearing this, Zheng Fei glanced at Ares and raised his eyebrows.

Ares understood, stepped forward and grabbed the old man, threw him aside effortlessly, and grabbed the boat.

The old man sat on the ground and said in a daze: "I'm the mayor's uncle!"

"Oh. Zheng Fei jumped on the boat and said. (To be continued.) )