My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 194 We are waiting for you
McDonald's

Han Qi and Ingrid were sitting facing each other. Ingrid was working on a burrito. She was probably very hungry. She was eating very cutely, while Han Qi was eating French fries one by one.

"I thought you wouldn't eat this kind of thing."

"What? Are you talking about my home?"

"En." Han Qi wiped his hands with a paper towel and said, "The king, the royal family, the princess, etc., sounds amazing, so they also eat McDonald's like ordinary people like us."

Ingrid giggled and said:

"What is the royal family in your eyes? Aren't we still ordinary people? And we can't work, we don't know how to do business, and we only live on the money from renting out the house. How can we be as rich as before?"

"Haha, it's really hard for you, come on, eat more, grow faster."

"No, no, no!"

Although she likes to eat very much, she also has strong self-control and can control her desire to eat.

Han Qi's understanding of the royal family is actually the understanding of the royal family in most countries in the world. They all think that being a king or princess has endless money and enjoys supreme rights.

But where is the money in my own family?

There are so many countries in the world that retain constitutional monarchy, and Norway is the poorest among them. It is not that Norway is poor, but their family is poor.

As Ingrid herself said, their income depends entirely on a few pieces of land and pitiful government appropriations, and they have to use the money to maintain the dignity of the royal family.

The first two most important expenses are not ceremonies, but the employment of personnel and the repair of real estate.Moreover, in Norway, the expenses required for the royal family to receive foreign guests are also paid by the royal family themselves.

What are the Nordic media still clamoring for now? The royal family also has to pay taxes?

Ingrid complained angrily to Han Qi about it.

"I think in a few decades, what they discuss is not the issue of our tax payment, but the abolition of the royal system. So my grandfather has always disagreed with this matter, and the public should not feel that they can use public opinion to control us. You can't start this one."

"It makes sense, but I don't think it's useless for you to tell me this."

"I'm just angry."

Han Qi doesn't want to talk about this, he doesn't want to get involved in the topic of the royal family now.

Even though Han Qi really fell in love with Ingrid just now, doesn't Han Qi feel that this is just a relationship?I have failed in love so many times before, who knows that this little princess will be devoted to me in the future?

More importantly, Ingrid can't afford to take part in the family affairs by herself.

Han Qi stood up and said, "If you don't want to eat, then go, I haven't been to Oslo for a long time, I want to see around."

"Yeah, okay."

Ingrid also stood up quickly.

No matter what Han Qi wants to do, he just needs to be with him.

Ingrid felt that she could remember the hug at the gate of the station for a lifetime.

No!Two lifetimes!
Until now, she is still applauding her decision. She was right when she sneaked out in the afternoon. If Han Qi hadn’t accepted her after seeing her hard work, she would have to wait until she wanted to attack Han Qi. time to go.

She didn't know what kind of mental journey Han Qi had experienced along the way, but she thought that Han Qi must have seen her own persistence before agreeing to be together.

The two walked side by side on a pedestrian street with few pedestrians, and Ingrid clasped her hands behind her, humming a song,
She has never been so happy, she has forgotten all her troubles, there is only one person in her mind, and she only reads one name in her heart, and when she sees this person walking next to her, she always has the illusion that there are only two people in the world .

It is said on the Internet that women become stupid when they fall in love, but she doesn't think so at all now.

She felt that everything she did today was extremely clever.

Thinking of this, she suddenly giggled twice.

"What are you thinking? Laughing so obscenely."

Ingrid shook her head quickly: "No, I didn't laugh."

Han Qi took her by the hand and said, "I remember there is a night market on Museum Street, right? Let's go and have a look. There's nothing to go shopping now. I'll sell some things over there, and then I'll take you back home." .”

Ingrid was unusually shy, and said softly:
"it is good."

The relationship was confirmed when we met today, and we also had an experience of hugging, but at that time, what the two of them did was emotional catharsis, and they didn't think so much.For the real progress of the relationship, Han Qi thinks it's still holding hands this time.

The two who were a little far away from each other are now walking next to each other like other passionate couples.

When they arrived at the night market, the two walked along the stalls one by one. In the end, Han Qi bought a heart-shaped keychain for Ingrid. The red one was only the size of a thumb.

Leaving the night market, Han Qi suddenly realized a question about his own safety.

Sending a girl home after a date is a basic operation, but Ingrid is not an ordinary girl, and the place she lives in is not an ordinary community, an ordinary building, not even a place where ordinary people live.

That's the palace.

In the middle of the night, I sent Ingrid back to the palace by myself. If I was found out, wouldn't those guards with guns shoot me up?
Han Qi suddenly stood still.

Sure enough, dating a princess is different from dating ordinary people. How can it be possible to feel such excitement when falling in love with ordinary people?

And if Ingrid is a little older, it will be fine. Although her grandfather is the king, arranged marriages are not accepted in modern society. Han Qi searched, and Ingrid’s grandfather and father married both Civilian woman.

But Ingrid just turned 17 some time ago.

This is very embarrassing.

Ingrid also thought about it, but she was not as nervous as Han Qi. She grabbed Han Qi's hand and said, "Han, you just need to send me to Karl Johan Street. I will go back by myself. I have also sneaked out to play before. It's okay to go back by yourself."

Let's go anyway.

They found a car and sent it to the gate of the palace. After getting off the car, Ingrid took the initiative to give Han Qi a hug.

In the winter, both of them wear thick clothes... I don't feel it at all.

"I'm leaving?"

"Well," Han Qi nodded, hesitantly said: "If your family members say that you scold you, you can just tell them about me and let me tell them. At worst, I will be ridiculed. There are no advantages, and the skin is still very thick."

He reached out and touched Ingrid's flushed face.

"You, let me grow up quickly."

"What, I've grown up!"

Han Qi smiled and patted her on the shoulder, indicating that it was time for her to go.Ingrid also knew that she might not see each other for a long time after this separation, and she was very reluctant. When she left, she looked back frequently, feeling a little shy and happy in her heart.

What neither of them knew was that the queen saw this scene again.

Coincidentally, this room is not a bedroom, not an office, and the queen would come to this study room only occasionally when she wanted to sit and rest and want to be quiet.

"Well, sure enough, I guessed right."

The queen smiled.

She didn't break up her eldest granddaughter, and she didn't even think it was a bad thing.

It would be good to let Ingrid have more love experience.

It's hard to grow up alone.

Age is false. Only after experiencing all kinds of deep feelings can a person grow up rapidly.Now Ingrid is only 17 years old, and she doesn't understand many things. In the future, she should change her mind.

And when I was young, it was not a bad thing to know such an excellent man.

After watching the scene where the couple parted, the queen stroked her gray hair and went back to the bedroom, feeling how time flies.

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Han Qi rushed back to Bergen overnight.

The time was tight when we came here, so Han Qi didn't wait long and sold an ordinary ticket.But now that there is plenty of time, and there are not many people going to Bergen at this time, it is easy to buy a luxury ticket.

A luxury ticket is a sleeper, a single room with a big bed, TV, and Internet.It is not much different from hotels with a smaller space, except that there is no independent bathroom.

But Han Qi felt that this was a train after all, so he couldn't ask too much.

The road doesn't pass the sea train tracks, and it's pitch dark with little to see.After Han Qi got in the car, he turned off the lights and got ready to go to bed. Before going to sleep, he sent Ingrid a good night message.

Yes, his phone came back to life after charging.

This experience also reminded him that in the future, he must take the power bank with him no matter what, and even if he doesn't have one, he must fully charge his mobile phone when he has the opportunity.

But he didn't know that Ingrid was really so stupid.

Didn't receive my message, why don't you just wait a little longer?He actually sneaked out to the airport, waited until the people who flew over from Bergen had come out, then took a taxi and rushed to the train station.

Fortunately, I came here, otherwise Ingrid would definitely cry.

Silly.

Han Qi fell asleep with a smile, and saw Ingrid again in her dream, and the two talked for a long time.

Wake up, the sky outside the window is white.

There was nothing around.

But now Han Qi doesn't feel lonely anymore. Although there is no one around him, there is someone in his heart.It's not the kind of passer-by who opens the door to come in after missing you, and then opens the door to go out after a few days, but a person who really lives in Han Qi's heart.

As for whether to rent or buy, this is not something that should be considered now.

The car drove very slowly, it took at least ten hours, and it was almost noon before it arrived within the range of Bergen. Han Qi looked at the Google map on his phone, and felt that there was at least an hour, or even an hour and a half, before parking Hour.

Feelings get on a slow train by themselves.

After going out to take a shower and coming back, the phone rang.

"Dale?"

"Han, it's me. Where are you? The painting has been sealed. I want to hang it in the lobby on the third floor. When will you come over?"

"Two hours, shall we meet at two o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Okay, but sooner is better. I just got this painting and it's in front of me now. You never know how much I look forward to this painting hanging in my gallery, I even delayed today's Opening hours, we are waiting for you, Han."

"Here, why don't you hang up first, I went to the capital last night for something, and I'm on the bus back now, and it's 200 kilometers away from Bergen Central Station. This bus is really too slow, it must be before 01:30 Can't get there."

"So that's the case, don't worry, we'll wait for you."

Dale hung up the phone and said to the assistant, "Tell them to open at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Ok."

The assistant nodded and backed out.

As soon as the contract was signed yesterday, Dale sent the news that she had received a good painting to her Twitter, and mysteriously did not reveal any news about the artist and the painting.As a result, a group of gallery fans were waiting outside the door early this morning.

As soon as Dale's female assistant came out from the side door, she was rushed to ask questions by people who had been waiting for a long time.

"When will the gallery open? I've been here for two hours just to see the painting that Ms. Dale said."

Another person chimed in: "Since the news was posted yesterday, the painting should be in the gallery. And even if it's not on display today, we should be allowed to go in and wait while we visit. Why are we being stopped outside?"

"Anyway, I'm kind of looking forward to the color revolution that Dale was talking about."

"Enn, there is actually an oil painting that Dale admires so much, so I don't think it's a problem to wait a little longer... Hey, little girl, tell me, can we go in today?"

Only then did the assistant have a chance to speak, and said: "Dale said that the business will open at three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone, come back then, I'm sorry for wasting your time all morning. But I dare to assure you in my own name, that painting You must like it."

She was captured by Han Qi's paintings and was willing to help Han Qi do a little publicity.

"It's not a good thing to say, little girl." An old man shook his head. "Everyone's hobbies are different. You can only guarantee that you like it, and then recommend it to other people with the same hobbies as you. Let me ask you, what is the style of painting?"

"painting……"

The assistant was asked, thought for a while and said, "Classic impression?"

"Hahahahaha!!"

"What classical impression, are you talking about the band name?"

"Can this be mixed together?"

Among oil paintings, classicism is mainly based on sketches, and color is just a means to enhance the appeal of oil paintings.Impressionism is a genre of oil painting that focuses on color. How can it be confused with the shortcut of painting and classical painting?

But the assistant has been with Dale for so long and has seen strong winds and waves. He was not affected by the ridicule of these people, and said with a cold snort:
"Then think of a way to combine these two painting methods. There is no limit to art. No one can guarantee that the two painting methods will never be combined. If you really dare not imagine like you , then why do new schools of painting appear every one or two centuries?"

After speaking, she ignored these people, closed the door and returned to Dale's office.

She only needs to tell the person downstairs, and the other Dale who didn't come can leave a message on Twitter.

It’s not the first time that it opens at three o’clock in the afternoon. In the past, when Dale was happy, she gave all the staff a week off. Except for the necessary management personnel, the gallery did not open to welcome guests for the whole week.

(End of this chapter)