The taste of the beetroot soup is not bad in my opinion, a little sour but the tomato flavor is not as strong as the borscht. The only drawback is that it is a high-fat food, so I can't drink half of the egg cake and the remaining half of it, and I can't drink it anymore, and I feel uncomfortable when I drink it dry.

glanced at the time of the watch, it was not yet nine o'clock at eight forty o'clock, and the time in the imperial capital was two o'clock in the afternoon, but the sunlight outside the window seemed to be the strongest time of the day, obliquely shining into the dining car to make the dining car bright.

I used to hear that high school in Xinjiang starts classes at nine o'clock, and I envied it for a long time, but when I got to college, I learned that Xinjiang and Emperor have a two-hour time difference, and now I really understand why I do this after experiencing what the jet lag is.

"Lee!"

A light laugh came from behind me, and I subconsciously turned my head to see that it was Olia, the magical Austrian prodigal son.

Now the food truck is a little crowded, and there are no empty seats. I said hello and moved a seat in the seat for Olya to come and sit, and said to Olya with a smile: "When I passed by your carriage, I found that you were taking pictures and didn't disturb you, how about it, isn't Lake Baikal beautiful?" ”

Ollya nodded and sighed: "Lake Baikal is like a sapphire set by God in Russia, and I now feel that Baikal is one of the most beautiful lakes in the world. ”

A Russian woman in front of her suddenly stood up and turned her head to Olya and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Baikal is the most beautiful lake, there is no one!" ”

More than a dozen eyes suddenly shot at the dining car, and I chuckled in my heart, and then I remembered that there were many more Russians on the train since I entered Russia.

Olya shook his head and said, "No, no, no, no, Lake Baikal is beautiful. But there are still some lakes that are not inferior to it. ”

The Russian woman was even more angry, walked out of her position and walked up to Olya, pointed out the window and said loudly: "Baikal is the most beautiful lake, and there is no lake like it!" ”

There were three or four strong Russian men standing up in the dining car, looking in our direction with unkind eyes, and I peeked at those strong men, all of them were bearded and black, and their arms and tendons were extremely developed, and it was estimated that one hand could lift me and Ollia up.

I quietly pulled Ollya's clothes and told him not to continue, but Ollya suddenly stood up and shouted at the woman: "I will prove to you that there is a lake as beautiful as Lake Baikal!" ”

With that, Olya turned around and walked out of the dining car without looking back.

The woman and the strong men immediately turned their eyes to me.

I'm a little dumbfounded, I'm just going to have a meal, who's messing with someone, it's all Olia, I didn't say a word just now, don't look at me with that kind of look, grass!

The woman spoke, "Don't you, like your companions, think that Baikal is not the most beautiful lake in the world?" ”

My mind was racing and I finally came up with an ambiguous excuse and smiled at the woman: "Baikal is the most beautiful lake I have ever seen. ”

This is not a lie, I have never been abroad, and the lakes I have seen are only those in China, except for Poyang Lake and West Lake, which is Erhai Lake. In my opinion, neither West Lake nor Erhai Lake is comparable to Lake Baikal.

As for Poyang Lake, ahem, the hairy crabs there are really delicious.

The woman wrinkled her nose and sat down next to me and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Cunning Huaxia." ”

I just got out of the stool's buttocks and sat back helplessly, shrugging helplessly at Lao Chen, looking at the Russian girl's appearance, she would not wait for Olia to come back and save her.

Lao Chen stood up very unrighteously and said to me with a smile in Huaxia dialect: "Don't worry, I'll help you call that foreigner to go." ”

But I always felt that Lao Chen's smile was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Lao Chen, don't hurt me, if Olia doesn't come again, I will be thrown out of the train by these people." ”

Fifteen minutes later, Olia returned, holding a large pile of photos.

Walking up to the Russian girl, Olya threw the picture on the table, picked up one and said: 'These are my pictures, and no lake is worse than Baikal!' Like this, Lake Garda! “

I glanced at the photograph in Olya's hand, which was supposed to have been taken from a high place, and the water of Lake Garda was a deep blue, which was darker than Baikal. On one side of the lake are steep slopes and cliffs, and in the distance a European town is far away from the cliffs.

"Lake Garda is the largest and cleanest lake in Italy, and compared to Lake Baikal, Lake Garda is not only warmer but also more attractive to the nearby towns."

Olya shoved the picture of Lake Garda into the Russian girl's hand and picked up another photo, "And this one, Lake Plitvice made up of sixteen lakes connected by numerous waterfalls. This is a national park in Croatia and a perfect biosphere. ”

The lake is not as big as Baikal and Garda, but is large and small like terraces from high to low, and the lake is almost turquoise because of the surrounding plants, and it looks like a fairyland.

Ollya is also presenting his photographs to prove that there are many lakes in the world that are as beautiful as Lake Baikal. The Russian girl was flipping through the pictures one by one, and her expression told me that she had been persuaded by Ollya.

After Ollia finished the last picture, the girl pouted and said, "Well, you win, these lakes are beautiful." But in my heart, Baikal is still the most beautiful lake in the world, there is no one! ”

Saying that, Olia sat in Lao Chen's position and smiled at the onlookers Russian aunt and said, "Hello, I'll order food." “

The aunt looked at Olia blankly.

The Russian girl laughed and stood up, turned around and said something to the Russian aunt, who shook her head again and again, pointing at Olya and the Russian girl who didn't know what to say.

After a while, the Russian girl turned around and spread her hands, "Although the waiter persuaded her with what you just said, she is still angry that you said that Lake Baikal is not the most beautiful lake in the world, which is disrespectful to the bright eyes of Siberia." So she refuses to serve you. ”

I clearly heard Ollya whispering an English word that started with an F with a bitter face, and I couldn't help but laugh.