My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 237 St. Ives
I ate a very traditional European meal, one meat and two vegetables.

Meat refers to the staple food of mutton, beef, pork, etc., and then there are two vegetarians, broccoli, and carrots.

Another thing that is not included in the dinner is the cake made by Yuri's children.This cake is small and round, and it is very cute when it is taken out of the oven. Just by smelling the aroma, you know it is delicious.

Served on the table, it was also sprayed with a layer of whipped cream.

Yuri came down from upstairs, holding a few sheets of rice paper, new brushes, ink and so on.

"This...you still have this?"

"What's wrong? Don't all Huaxia use this to write?"

Instead, she became surprised, and Han Qi was a little speechless.

He went up to look at this pen, a good Langhao pen, never used it once.But there is no dust, and the pen container used to protect it is still shining, so it can be seen that it has just been produced.

"Did you buy it at the market?"

"Yes, £200."

"..."

It's hard for Han Qi to say that she bought it too expensive, but this old lady is quite rich, so two hundred pounds should not be taken seriously by her.

But there was one thing Han Qi still had to explain.

"This is the pen used in our country in ancient times. It is the same as your quill pen. The times are developing. We also use fountain pens and signature pens now. You just met me and replaced it with other Chinese people. I won’t write it with this.”

"I know it is a pen used in ancient times, but don't you learn it? Why are you the only one who knows?"

"It's a lot of trouble to learn."

When Han Qi was young, the school taught for a period of time, and then I didn’t know if it was troublesome, so I canceled this course, and it has not been resumed until now.So many young people don't know how to write with a brush, and they don't even know how to hold a brush.

But brush lessons are really useless in modern courses.

But if English can be canceled, then Han Qi must be very happy.

Europe and the United States are close relatives, and Europe's land area is relatively small, and it is a place that has been occupied.Learning English will make it easier for me to work in other countries.For example, Norway, Sweden, and Finland like to run around with each other, and working abroad is like crossing provinces.

But how big is China? It's not colonized, and English is compulsory?

Han Qi was thinking about this when he was studying.

You're a scumbag, if you can't learn it, you like to think too much.

If the English class is changed to a hobby class, there should be many more artists in Huaxia.

Gossip less, Han Qi is ready to write.

A few pieces of paper, Yuri hoped that Han Qi could write the six words 'Ancient Greek Museum' in Chinese characters.

After dipping some ink, Han Qi wrote on the rice paper, turned his wrist, and wrote an ancient character with one stroke.

Ancient-Greek-Greek-Museum-Museum.

When writing with a brush, the best thing to see is the cursive. The strokes are linked together, like a painting, with great visual impact.

Yuri doesn't understand Chinese characters, but she is still very good at appreciating paintings. Her husband is a painter.

"It's so beautifully written. It's really right to ask you to write it. The Chinese characters found on the computer are simple and have no inspiration at all."

"Thank you for the compliment." Han Qi smiled.

How fresh, comparing the works of a professional calligrapher with the characters on a computer, what is there to compare?Anyone who is a normal person can see that Han Qi's handwriting is more beautiful and more energetic.

Yuri came outside the house with the spray paint, and carefully studied the words written by Han Qi.

"Are you going to write on it? I'll help you."

"No, I'll write it myself."

Yuri was very stubborn and insisted on writing the Chinese name of the museum by himself.

Her daughter said: "Sir, you don't have to worry about her, Yuri likes to do everything in the museum by himself, right Yuri?"

"Yes, take back the mopping machine you bought!"

Han Qi reluctantly returned to the place where he was writing, picked up the pen, and continued writing on a new piece of rice paper.

Calligraphy skills, which were developed a long time ago.

It is very easy to use for signing. Han Qi signed so many books on the day of the signing, but he still didn't feel any sore wrist.It's a little uncomfortable, but it's fine when I wake up the next day.

But Han Qi has never written with a brush, and he didn't even buy a brush at home.

He wrote "Mulan Poetry". This article has a total of more than 300 characters. Han Qi wrote very quickly, from right to left, from top to bottom, and just filled the entire rice paper.

The spacing between words is very reasonable, and it doesn't seem crowded.

Outside, Yuri is still studying.

She used spray paint and only had one chance to write, but now she feels that except for the word Gu, the other characters are getting more difficult one by one... It's amazing how the Chinese invented this character.

Han Qi asked, but she was still unwilling to ask Han Qi to help.

Yuri draws the character Gu first.

Yes, not writing, but painting.

For Yuri, writing Chinese characters is equivalent to imitating Han Qi's paintings.

The horizontal and vertical strokes are very standard, or her arm control is very good, and her hands are very stable, not at all like an 80-year-old body.

But if you want to write and draw a cursive Chinese character on the wall with spray paint, it will make many Chinese people come, and you can't guarantee a one-time pass without making mistakes.

So Han Qi rewrote several standard block letters.

This is all right, tell Yuri which stroke to draw first and which stroke to draw later, and then use a pen to mark the order of 1234 on the Chinese characters written on the rice paper. It took a full two hours to do this. good.

Yuri's clothes were stained with paint, but she didn't mind at all. Standing on the road, she looked at her work with her head held high and her chest on her hips.

Han Qi was also watching.

If he was asked to give any evaluation, he could only say... One stroke at a time, very neat.

A foreign old lady who can't speak Chinese at all surprised Han Qi at this level, so he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the wall.

This wall is on the periphery of the courtyard, and those who drive through this road only need to look sideways to see this white wall with many languages ​​written on it.Han Qi is still too ignorant and ignorant. He can tell that these languages ​​are the characters of that country, but the only ones he can understand are English and the Chinese he just wrote.

It's all about the Museum of Ancient Greece.

As for Norwegian, there is no such thing.

With colorful walls and colorful language, a museum represents a person's lifelong pursuit.

Han Qi couldn't help thinking, if he is old, should he also open such a museum?The location does not need to be very good, even if it is in a second- and third-tier city, but the museum must face the road so that people can come in and visit it as soon as they park.

But if I opened a museum, what would I put in it?

Clothes bought from various countries?
amount……

Thinking of this, Han Qi began to think about the possibility of going to the market to find some antiques and bring them back.

But he didn't stop, and he had already edited a new Weibo.

Han Qi who loves to travel:

I came to Cornwall, England, which is located at the southwestern tip of England, England.

The British attitude to life that you've seen in London doesn't apply to this kind of place.There are cliffs that can communicate with ancient people, there is a purple forest that ran out of fairy tales, and there is an 80-year-old 'girl' here.

I was lucky enough to break into this ancient Greek museum while wandering around the city of Truro and make such a friend across ages.

This wall is the most creative place I have ever seen in Truro. There are 15 languages ​​on it. The Chinese on it was just painted by Yuri. Different languages ​​have different colors. Through my suggestion, our Chinese characters are bright red.

Do you think I made a typo?

not at all.

Yuri doesn't understand Chinese at all, so I provided the draft and she personally 'painted' it on the wall.

Truro has a tall Gothic revival cathedral, a Truro farmers market full of traditional Cornish products, and a tree-lined Victorian garden, but all of these are not as shocking to me as this wall. Here, at this moment, the wall is more colorful than a rainbow.

Traveling is a process of refreshing oneself into a blank sheet of paper and refilling the outside world with color.

At this point, my drawing paper is full of colors.

………………

He drove away from Truro and went to a place that Han Qi had in his heart.

St. Ives.

Starting in the afternoon, I met a girl who needed help on the road. Han Qi sent her to Witconnor, not far from St. Ives, rejected her invitation to stay overnight, and drove to the destination late at night.

The trip to St. Ives begins with a huge farm.

On the last section of the road before entering the city, Han Qi saw a huge farm, and on the right side of the road was a vast plain.On the left are more than a dozen houses in a row. For some reason, there are a lot of red grass on the roof, and the sparse green grass is scattered irregularly like spots.

Every house is like this, and it also has a window.

greenhouse?

This word flashed in Han Qi's mind.

All the way forward, the road is still the same road, the prairie on the right is still the same prairie, but the house on the left has changed, gradually becoming a residential building.In fact, the shape of these houses is not more beautiful than the rural self-built houses in our country, but fortunately, the styles are different and not uniform.

Moreover, our country's own homesteads are all separated. Unless it is the same family, it is difficult for this kind of house to be connected together by the roadside.

The more you go in, the more beautiful the house inside is.

Due to the time, there were no pedestrians on the road, but Han Qi saw a person wearing a full set of equipment, riding a bicycle, panting, driving in front of Han Qi.

Brother is blocking the way.

This road is relatively narrow, just suitable for two cars passing in opposite directions, but this bicycle swaggered in the middle of the road.

Suddenly the car shook violently.

Han Qi braked immediately when he saw it, looked out the window and said, "Do you need help?"

"NO."

Feeling a little humiliated, perhaps, he speeds up his bike, rounds the corner, and disappears into the road footage.

Han Qi saw the shadow of Zhang Shuhao in him.

It's not that people look alike, but that they look alike when they ride a bicycle, the kind of person who doesn't know how to ride a bicycle but insists on going on the road.

Han Qi recalled it for a while, and continued to drive forward.

The road became wider and wider, and more and more crossroads were encountered. The roadside was full of cars, and he continued to move forward. He saw a hotel that was still lit. bike.

So many things on it, unlocked?
The law and order here is also very good, right?

He found a place to park his car, and when he got in, he saw the cyclist limping upstairs with his key card.

Do you want to remind me?

Forget it, maybe the law and order here is the same as that of small cities in Norway. People don't have to close their doors when they go out during the day.

"Is there any room left?" Han Qi asked.

"some."

The young lady checked Han Qi in with a yawn.

We finally came to St. Ives, will we meet Vicki and Christina?It's only been a day, and they probably haven't left yet.I came here from London to travel and relax, so I shouldn't just go back after two or three days.

Find your own room and charge your phone.

After driving all afternoon, he was a little tired, and he quickly fell asleep.

The next day, Han Qi was awakened by shouts from downstairs.

Opened the window and looked out, and a man who appeared to be a teenager was yelling: "Who stole my car!!!"

Was it really stolen?

Han Qi washed up, put on his clothes and went downstairs. The police chief had already arrived, and started to investigate with a pen and paper, but judging by his expression, how could he find the thief in this way?

After the theft happened, Han Qi also came to his car, opened the front box and took a look at the contents.

Fortunately, they are all there.

Cars in the UK don’t have dash cams, and almost all cars don’t, so Han Qi can’t help this person either.He took out the SLR camera and a bottle of mineral water from the car, found the location of the beach in the navigation, and prepared to go there.

The city is much the same, and all the good things about St. Ives are placed by the sea.

But he was quickly stopped by the sheriff.

"Hello, did you enter the hotel after him?"

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he had been questioned by the police abroad.

"Uh... yes."

"Are you alone? Have you any company?"

"No, I came alone."

The police chief registered the time when Han Qi entered the hotel, and found that the interval was only 2 minutes, and Han Qi had not come out of the hotel, so his suspicion was temporarily dispelled.But even so, he still left his contact information.

The sheriff didn't make things difficult for Han Qi, and he spoke normally.

Being a police chief in such a tourist city is a bit knowledgeable. He can tell the brand of clothes Han Qi wears, and the car he rents is a sports car, so he definitely wouldn't do something like steal a bicycle.

A person who comes to travel can't steal a bicycle and ride back, right?

Still a foreigner.

The young man was sitting on the grass outside the hotel, holding his helmet.

When I walked in, I realized that this person was not a teenager, but also an adult, but he was a little short.

Now he didn't cry or shout, just sat on the ground and sighed.

Han Qi bypassed the onlookers' morning jogging team and followed the navigation. When he was walking, he was still looking for angles to take pictures of the city's scenery.

It took an hour to get to the place where we could see the ocean.

The beaches here are section by section. The beach that Han Qi came to is the most famous one, crescent-shaped, with a small pier beside it that can accommodate twenty yachts at the same time.

There were a lot of people, and it was hard to tell who was a tourist and who was a local resident, because Han Qi didn't see any large-scale event venues on the way here.People in St. Ives who want to walk, party or whatever should go to the beach.

(End of this chapter)