Chapter 451: This is what the player knows
The LMC RV is plain and understated both in terms of exterior and interior, but the details are well thought out.
Tranquility followed with great interest and looked around: "Well, it's really meticulous, the toiletries are sabon, the bed sheets are Italian kuan'sliving, you look at the red wine, huh?" How can there be coke? Oh, and Turkish raki. β
Abu nodded: "I have to learn from Mr. Luo to manage people when I go back, you can see how meticulous the service is." β
Tony's big head stuck into the side door of the Mercedes-Benz RV, looking curiously, Yang Ping was not interested in the car, and scratched Tony's neck to greet: "Then what are you waiting for?" Let's start our motorhome journey. β
Tranquility tried the gas stove, and the fire was so strong that Tony was startled.
"Let's leave tomorrow," Tranquility was nostalgic for the view of the castle of Vilese Cocelle, and her tone was a little coquettish, "I haven't seen enough here, and I can't travel with you, and there is still a contract in Paris, alas, I don't want to work anymore, what should I do?" Yang Ping? In fact, she wanted to spend more time with Yang Ping.
Abu and Gu Jing looked at each other, pursed their lips and did not speak.
Yang Ping patted Tony's buttocks and let it scourge the lawn on its own, got into the car and sat on the chair, took out the Coke and opened it: "Do you want to drink?" β
Tranquility sat on the chair next to him: "Don't drink it, this thing is not good for people, you should drink less." β
Yang Ping answered her question positively: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, your family has a big cause, so we can do as much as we want." β
Abu sneered on the bed behind him. Holding Gu Jing, he leaned out: "Are you still a Xiaomin?" The life you enjoy. I've never seen the CEO of a listed company. β
Yang Ping laughed: "You are the least diligent boss I have ever met." There's still some beef eye in the kitchen, and I'll make you some fried beef in the evening. β
Zou Kai occupied the study of the castle of Villesekoselle, the two computers were fully open, the printer and fax machine were all put into operation, and when he saw Yang Ping coming in with a cigar and a string, he scratched his hair and complained: "Speaking of which, you are a major shareholder, are things almost done, okay?" Before my personnel arrived, could you arrange two secretaries, I'm tired. β
Yang Ping arched his hand. With a smiling face: "Those who can work hard, I don't plan to mix, your brother and sister are pregnant, it's not good to let her work hard, the lawyer and a few helpers arranged by Abu will arrive soon, no matter how hard you work, I'll cook at night, treat you." β
Zou Kai rolled his eyes, took out the faxed Wen JiΓ n and looked at it: "This, you are still Gu Jing." to sign. β
Yang Ping took it and took a look, a castle authorization: "I'll take it and let Gu Jing sign it." My signature has no legal effect. β
By signing the text, Yang Ping ran back to Jing's room and handed the text to Gu Jing: "Sign, have you packed up your things?" β
Gu Jing looked down at Wen JiΓ n, and took the lace corset to protect it a little: "I'll see, I don't have anything, just wait for tomorrow's departure." β
Yang Pingmao took advantage of it: "What to protect, it's legal for me to play tricks now." β
Gu Jing has been moisturized well in the past two days, her face is ruddy and bright, and she giggles: "Ah, don't move your hands and feet, I can't be really frequent now, besides, Sister Abu and they will come in at any time, eh, I read the text." β
"Look at yours, I'm busy with mine, don't delay." Yang Ping smiled......
After the clouds and rain, Yang Ping happily took the text and returned it to Zou Kai, and Zou Kai wondered: "Where did you go to sign, why did you make the text crumple." β
Dinner is Yangping's pan-fried beef, French bread with chili sauce, West Lake beef soup, and a bottle of Burgundy's representative unlabeled wine, which means a hodgepodge.
Abu and Gu Jing agreed that he would be responsible for all the catering for this tour.
At night, Yang Ping sent Tranquility to sleep, and then ran to appease Abu.
Abu counted the sheep to almost 10,000, and when he saw Yang Ping sneaking in, he threw a pillow over: "You still know that you came here, I didn't do anything good in the afternoon, but I listened to it at the door for a long time." β
Yang Ping hugged the pillow and was surprised: "Yo, you still have the habit of listening to the root of the wall, come, let's let others listen." β
Who is afraid of whom, Abu grinned and lifted the quilt......
Early the next morning, Yang Ping gave Zou Kai a sound and set off with Abu and them, Tony followed the RV until the end of the lawn before slowly stopping, and Andrew ran behind and panted.
Tranquility was sent to Paris first, Yang Ping helped send the luggage to the hotel, and she had to rush back to Huhai the day after tomorrow, so she really couldn't delay.
Tranquility reluctantly pulled Yang Ping and didn't let go, this guy was able to get out only when his mouth was swollen, and he also promised countless unequal treaties.
When he returned to the car, he was ridiculed by Abu and Gu Jing, Yang Ping wiped his mouth and sighed: "It's rare to be heroic, the most difficult thing to be graced by a beauty, walk." He hung the blue and white medicine beads on the rearview mirror, put a nap handle on the center console, and started the car.
Now it's a real tour, and the three of them let go of all the stress and enjoy the trip with all their hearts.
The planned route is from Paris, along the Mediterranean coast to Spain, then back to the French CΓ΄te d'Azur, to Italy, Austria, and Germany to France to the ChΓ’teau de Vilese Cosselle.
But this plan is not very rigorous, depending on the mood, maybe I am happy that Yang Ping is still driving home in an RV across Eurasia.
Driving around the Eiffel Tower, the SacrΓ©-Coeur Church, and behind the church is Montmartre, the most artistic atmosphere in Paris, where all kinds of artists gather, and all kinds of performance art really consume some of Gu Jing's memory card.
Abu also wondered that Yang Ping didn't go to visit the Louvre and other museums, Yang Ping shook his head: "It's already someone else's thing, what's the point, let's go to find some treasures of our own, this self-driving trip is called a European treasure hunt." β
The road conditions in Europe are very good, especially the few cars left that make Yang Ping envious, and he would have liked to see patches of lavender mentioned, but September is the season for lavender to bloom, and the sunflowers have withered. In fact, in Provence, in addition to the pursuit of beautiful sunflowers and lavender. There are also a lot of small towns that are well worth visiting.
Yang Ping parked his car at a campsite on the border between France and Spain. The cost is thirty euros a day. But the facilities, the safety are good.
There is no need to cook your own fire in a place where it is not a poor mountain and bad water, Yang Ping has a beautiful woman in one hand, wandering in the small town made of white and gray stone in the mountains, the houses in the town are scattered among the mountains, and the church and castle standing on the top of the village can overlook the whole town. It was here that Abu found the majestic feeling of home.
After finishing his meal at a gordes restaurant, Yang Ping found the town's antique shop, which is not an antique store without Chinese antiques in Europe.
The three of them pushed open the old glass door, and the ringing of the bell signaled that the shopkeeper had arrived.
He was greeted by a middle-aged French shopkeeper: "Good afternoon, sir, ma'am." β
Yang Ping nodded and greeted in English: "I want to see here, um, goods, goods." β
The male shopkeeper said that he was casual, and Yang Ping asked Abu and Gu Jing to choose what they liked. He himself stomped around to see if there was any fish that had slipped through the net.
Abu picked out a World War II German Navy submarine bravery medal buckle, which is very beautiful. There is also a bamboo Japanese walking stick with an ivory grimace mask embedded in the head and a silver collar; A chessboard, tortoiseshell and ivory inlay, surrounded by vine ornaments, rhino horns and ivory pieces, ten centimeters high, a product of the nineteenth century, a total of 11,000 euros.
Gu Jing picked out a set of John Lennon collection cards and a few Beatles vinyl records for one hundred euros.
Yang Ping found something interesting, in the middle of a pile of old Chinese porcelain, he saw a few miniature versions of small cups, small bowls, and there was a kiln in it, which was a source of Yaobian Tianmu teacup!
"Excuse me, these little ... Uh, toys, what do they do? Yang Ping picked up one of the small bowls, which was about one-third the size of the Yaobian Tianmu teacup.
"Oh God, it's a mystery," the French shopkeeper stroked his sparse hair, "and this is probably used by the Chinese emperor to coax his children." β
Yang Ping smiled secretly, this is also me, thinking and playing with all my heart, if ordinary people really don't know what this is.
"That's so lucky, my child was born, I can buy it back for him to play, how much is it?"
The shopkeeper was delighted, and it seemed that the item had been in his shop for many years: "These are the ones my grandfather brought out of the imperial palace in China, 10,000 euros each. β
"Ten thousand euros? One? Yang Ping rubbed his ears and frowned, pointed to a plum bottle in the glass window and asked, "Could it be that I heard it wrong?" Boss, how much does this plum bottle cost? β
The shopkeeper knew what Yang Ping meant, and was embarrassed: "This 40,000 euros, these toys can be discounted." β
Yang Ping pretended to be dissatisfied: "Boss, you are dishonest, such a thing is of no use at all, it is a child's toy, maybe I buy it back, and the child will smash them all in a month, you actually want 10,000 euros?" Abu, Gu Jing put things down, let's go. β
The two women will cooperate more, and they will go out after putting down their things.
The shopkeeper was in a hurry, and the nineteenth-century chess and Japanese canes alone were more than 10,000 euros in business, and hurriedly stopped Yang Ping: "Sir, you heard me wrong, I said that 10,000 euros can buy all these small toys." β
Yang Ping shrugged: "You mean that my child can take 10,000 euros to listen to the beautiful sound of broken porcelain?" β
The shopkeeper scolded in his heart, who said that he must take it back and smash it to play!
"Oh, so what price do you want to buy them for?"
Yang Ping took out his cigarette and smacked his lips: "Can I smoke?" β
The shopkeeper was principled and shook his head: "No." β
"Well, add all the things in front of you for a total of twelve thousand euros." Yang Ping put the cigarette in his pocket.
The shopkeeper was embarrassed, who made this thing, how good the price of fine Chinese porcelain can be sold for good materials, it is indeed the number thirteen is unlucky, sell it early.
"Alas, you won, these treasures are yours."
Yang Ping asked the shopkeeper for a beautiful cardboard box and packed the "little toys" in the same way, a total of thirteen pieces.
Chinese tyrants like to pay bills in cash, and when they came out of the antique shop, Gu Jing couldn't help but be curious: "What are these things?" You've definitely dug a hole for someone. β
Yang Ping laughed and was very happy: "This is what the player knows, and he can't guess it even if he is killed by ordinary people." (To be continued......)