The United States is located in North America, Rome belongs to Europe, and the two countries are far away, and it takes more than eight hours to reach by plane.

This plane is not like many restrictions in the previous life, and Rome can enter as long as you have a certificate of residence in the United States.

Today's Roman Empire is far from being as glorious as it used to be, and its economic development is far from that of the United States.

The United States belongs to the capitalist countries; Rome, on the other hand, is a constitutional monarchy.

Perhaps it is the difference in social systems that restricts economic development.

Although the current Roman emperor has stepped aside, he also has a certain right to speak. Congress dominated the economic development of the Roman Empire, but it did not do its part.

Several of them boarded a large civil aircraft, and Casey bought the first class cabin, of course. The facilities in the first class cabin are complete, and Casey is by his side.

In the cabin, Casey sat next to Xinran, and Murong Ji sat on the other side.

Casey has been moved since she learned that this beauty has three husbands in Huaxia, and this woman must have something special to make her three husbands stay together.

Such a woman has nothing to do with her romance, and it is absolutely impossible for him to keep it forever.

This little bit of his caution had been gladly discovered, and he thought he was a little kid. Of course, my husband will always be with me, but you are not qualified for this, and you still want to hunt for beauty, it's really a dream.

So when I saw the other party's affectionate gaze, I laughed at it.

I have to say that Long Tianba's eyes are very keen, and he may have noticed something, so he repeatedly told his wife before leaving.

Gawain has always been by Xinran's side, and she has always liked this child.

She hadn't seen her son for a few months, and she poured all her love into her ten children. Ten fingers stretched out were not the same, and she couldn't make a bowl of water level for these children.

She was a little more partial to Gawain, a sensible child.

Gawain knew in his heart. often sells berevels around her to please her.

"Master, I'll help you cut the fruit...... I'll pour you water......" is a bit of a little eyebrows.

Got into first class. He took his mother's handbag and put it in the right place. Knowing that the master had a habit of cleanliness, he wiped the chair clean, took out the cup he brought, and poured good water for the master.

Seeing Gao Wen being squeezed to the side of Murong Ji, he sat down aggrievedly, and happily said to his little husband angrily.

"Let Gawain sit next to me, you go to his place...... "Is there a mistake, adults and children grab space.

She couldn't get Casey to stand up and give up her seat to the child. Despite such thoughts. I really can't say it, I can only be angry with my little husband.

Murong Ji saw his lover's warm and angry face, and hurriedly gave up his seat.

Casey smiled happily at the sight of the excitement.

Sitting on the chair, I got tired of it for a while, stood up and came to the aisle to look at the boundless blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and the vast sea under my feet.

Xinran was watching the scenery outside, and noticed footsteps around her, and when she looked back, it turned out to be Casey walking over.

I saw that his burgundy hair stood out in the sun. Young, charming eyes looked at her with a smile.

"Xinran beauty, the scenery here is good, right?" Stiff Chinese with a kind and kind expression on his face.

"It's not bad, you can feel the fresh air here. It's really boring to sit in a chair...... "I glad to understand that the other party deliberately abandoned fluent English in order to please."

Casey just wanted to continue the conversation.

Murong Ji heard the voice and walked out of the guest room, and at a glance, he saw that the two people in front of him were talking very harmoniously. Hurried up to them.

"Xinran, what's the view outside Casey?"

The topic was interrupted. Casey greeted politely.

"The scenery is good, there is a blue sky, white clouds and the sea ......" is still in Chinese. But it was a little displeased.

"Mr. Casey, don't you know, I have lived together with Xinran and my eldest brother on a desert island for eight years, and we have a special affection for the sea......" Murong Ji's tone was smug and showing off, stimulating Casey.

"Eight years, how did you live?" Casey was young in the end, although the investigation report was simply mentioned, she also became curious, and was led by the topic of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji deliberately stood between Casey and Xinran and proudly boasted.

Others didn't know, but they gladly understood the little husband's careful thoughts, and he didn't want to expose it in front of outsiders, so he gave way to the side, stared at the white clouds outside the window, and pretended to listen to his show-off.

After a brief period of shock, Casey seemed to understand Murong Ji's original intention, and he didn't intervene anymore, letting him continue.

Murong Ji talked for a while, and found that Casey's absent-minded expression, the one-man show was really boring, and he had no interest in talking, so he changed the topic in time.

"Casey, your family belongs to a big family, how many brothers do you have?"

Casey knew that this Mr. Murong couldn't afford to offend, and when he was in China, he even heard that he was still the little husband of the goddess doctor, so he replied with an excellent attitude.

"I have a big brother, and there are about a dozen cousins......"

"Wow, isn't that hilarious?" Murong Ji was like a child who saw a bunch of toys and talked about a lot of sex.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Casey's lips, cousins are also very competitive, and every Christmas, they have to hand in a year's contribution to the family, as well as a competition for shooting martial arts and resourcefulness.

It's fine if you're in the top overall grades, but it's good if you're in the bottom three, whether you're in school or working. He was immediately imprisoned for three months and practiced shooting martial arts until the patriarch was satisfied.

Each of the boys of the Fernando family consciously practiced these skills, hoping that the family would not be ashamed when they competed.

The slightest negligence on the part of a dozen people is easy to fall behind, and what awaits them is not only three months of confinement, but also the contemptuous gaze of the family.

In order to impress their parents and clansmen, they establish a sense of competition from an early age, and only when they become adults can they gain a foothold in society and win glory for the family, which is also the sorrow of the children of the big family, and they are also better than ordinary people when they become adults.

This year, the tasks assigned by my grandfather are enough to give a high score in the family's contribution, but I am not sure of the other items. Casey could only say perfunctorily.

"It's okay, it's crowded!"

Seeing Casey's ugly face, Murong Ji thought of his own family, and quickly understood that the other party might not like this topic, so he changed to a new topic.

"Casey, what delicacies do you have in Rome, and you will treat us well after we pass......

"There's nothing, I just like to eat pizza."

As soon as he said Murong Ji here, he understood, and said that the stuffing of the bun was inside, but the stuffing of the pizza was outside.

"I know, how did your pizza come about, you know?"

When he said this, not only was Casey intrigued, but she also gladly withdrew her gaze into the distance. The two invariably asked.

"How?"

Murong Ji's short chestnut curls stretched out, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled.

"It is said that one of your missionaries from Rome went to China and ate Goubuli buns and was addicted. When he returned to Rome, he wanted to eat steamed buns so much that he explained to the chef at home.

"You make some stuffing, and put it together with the dough and steam it to make steamed buns......" After saying that, he went into the house to sleep.

The chef suddenly realized that this was not simple, made a large dough cake, stirred a bunch of fillings, and didn't know what to do below.

If you want to ask the master, and see that he is sleeping soundly, then do what you imagine.

Quickly rolled out a thin flatbread and put it in the pot, put the filling evenly on the dough, covered the pot and steamed, and after a while, the fragrance came out and floated all the way to the bedroom.

In his sleep, the missionary seemed to see the Chinese steamed buns, and the rich aroma reached the senses to arouse the appetite, and his heart was happy and wanted to eat more. As a result, he picked up the bun, and the scene in front of him changed, and he found that it was in his bedroom, and the smell of buns wafted in the air.

He remembered what he had told the cook before going to bed, and hurried up to the kitchen, and said complimentally.

"Yes, that's the taste. Although it doesn't taste as good as the authentic steamed buns in Huaxia, it can be seen that you are attentive, and when the buns are cooked in a while, pick up a plate for me and bring it over. ”

After giving the order, he walked out of the kitchen behind his hands, and came to the living room to sit at the table and wait.

After a while, the cook lifted the pot and saw the large cooked dough and the filling on top. He pondered in his heart, the old man said to pick up a plate, but now it seems a little difficult, so he simply cut it neatly with a knife, and then put it on the plate.

The chef quickly took action and brought a plate of 'buns' to the master.

When the missionary saw the buns on the table, the stuffing ran out of the bread and slapped the table angrily.

"What are you, where are the buns I want you to make?"

"Master, I do what you say, with noodles and filling......"

"Fart, it's not a bun at all......"

When the chef heard that the old man was angry, he panicked, and misheard the old man's fart, so he replied smartly.

"Master, this is not called a bun, it is a new way to eat it that I invented, it is called fart sprinkle, it tastes good, master try it."

The missionary was furious for a long time, and his stomach was already hungry, so he picked up a small piece and tasted it.

"Your pizza tastes okay......"

Since then, the name pizza has spread, and it is also a variation of the steamed bun.

Murong Ji finally found a place to use it, and vividly described the whole story.

the preacher's stubbornness in the story; the improvisation of the chef; There are also delicious surprises, all of which are on display. Not only were Xinran and Casey and others listening, but several tourists and flight attendants in the aisle were attracted by the vivid description of this Chinese young man, and they all stood nearby to listen.

In the story, the Romans are invisibly degraded, and pizza is just a half-finished product learned from the Chinese.

Murong Ji was willing to taste it, and the pride in his heart was unconsciously expressed.

Xinran's blue eyes swept over, saw the little husband's thoughts clearly, and praised a few words.

"The story is good, I'll go back to rest." has become the object of onlookers, and happily does not want to stay in the hallway, so he returns to the guest room to rest.

Murong Ji saw that Xinran was gone, he also went back, and Casey also walked back to the cabin.

A few hours passed quickly, and Rome arrived. (To be continued......)