My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 282 Travel Rookie
Not long after, two policemen came towards the shop.

This period should be the peak tourist season in Rome, and there are many people. There are many people sitting in the coffee shop near this square. There is a seat in front of Han Qi, and two policemen are sitting there. Han Qi clearly heard the sound of the plastic chair. There was an overwhelmed creak.

One of them ordered something.

The two policemen are fat and the other is thin. The fat one is about two hundred and twenty-three, and the thin one... is also very strong, but when they stand together, they look thinner.If this person stood with Han Qi, he would look like a big fat man.

Han Qi sized them up. The skinny policeman had a keen sense and turned his head away.

Han Qi was not embarrassed either, and saluted them with a coffee cup.

The cultures and customs of different countries are different, but the posture of toasting is roughly the same. No matter where a person encounters an embarrassing situation with others, smiling and nodding is the most effective way. A toast would not cause any trouble under normal circumstances.

The skinny policeman froze for a moment, but soon nodded to Han Qi with a smile.

Han Qi ate the last bite of the cake, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and called for the waiter.

"Hello, your total consumption is 34 Euros."

Han Qi took out 34 euros from his wallet, and then took out an extra [-] euros, and said, "Thank you, I am very satisfied with your beautiful appearance and the surrounding scenery, you deserve it."

The girl obviously didn't understand what he said in English, but she understood the word "you are beautiful", winked at Han Qi, and took the money with a smile.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Han Qi suddenly stopped her.

"uh-huh?"

Han Qi looked at her, and then asked, "Excuse me, where is this, and how do I get back to Medici Park?"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying, are you asking for directions?"

"Correct."

The waiter frowned at her eyebrows with make-up, thinking who to ask for help... Her own English is not good, but no one in the store seems to speak English well, so it seems useless to ask anyone, this customer Where are you going?

The policeman next to him kept listening, and when he realized that the girl really didn't understand, he stood up and said, "Thank you, let me talk to this gentleman, you go and get busy."

"thank you very much."

The waiter said something to the police first, then turned around and said to Han Qi in proficient English: "I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"..."

Why is this sentence so well said?

The policeman smiled and said, "Sir, are you going to Medici Park, where do you live?"

Medici Park is a place that foreign tourists like to live in. It is a hotel group, and many well-known international hotels, such as Marriott Hotel and Sheraton Hotel, can be found here.

"Yes." Han Qi nodded.

"I walked all the way from there. In my impression, it should be a straight road, but..."

Han Qi glanced over there.

The police also took a look. There was a building over there. Although it was not tall, it was very long and there was no road leading to the back.

"I understand, I understand you." The policeman patted Han Qi's hand and smiled happily. "Rome is very big, it's normal to find your way for a while. We help many tourists who get lost every day, so we are very professional in this regard."

"If you can find someone to help, you can't say you're lost." Han Qi joked.

Fat Cop also said:

"That's right, sir. We can help you find a taxi. Of course, if you don't want to take a taxi, the street sign in front is the location of the bus, and the penultimate stop is Medici Park."

He pointed to the distant platform.

Han Qi could still see the place names on the road signs...but he didn't recognize them.

After thanking the two policemen, Han Qi came to the platform, but the bus hadn't arrived yet, so he looked at the sign that he couldn't understand at all.

Not all bus brands are the same as in China, at least the one in Rome is very different, but Han Qi can't understand the things on it...Damn it, I won't play games when I get back to the hotel, Learn Italian for two days before speaking.

Han Qi has a great talent for foreign languages. It didn't take long to learn Norwegian before, and he could understand it just by listening to others.

But apparently there is no such environment in Italy.

In Norway, if you don’t know Norwegian, you can communicate with others in English. Their proficiency in English seems to be the same as that of people in China in Mandarin.

Although such a metaphor is not accurate, it is the truth.

Most people can't speak standard, but at least they can speak.

The situation in Italy is different. Their daily language is only Italian, and they do not regard the ability to use English as a rigid condition, so many scumbags do not meet the standard in this course... However, in any country, scumbags are often the most.

This made it difficult for Han Qi to communicate with others if he didn't know a few words of Italian.

When the car arrived, Han Qi got into the car with some people.

The two policemen in the distance are still enjoying their dinner. Now when they have no tasks, they are the most leisurely. It's almost four o'clock. Why don't they have afternoon tea?

The boss will not raise wages for them.

Seeing Han Qi getting into the car, the skinny policeman kept his joking smile on his face, and said to the fat policeman, "It's not easy to be a policeman in Rome, you have to be able to speak fluent English, haha, two more years of work." , It’s also good to apply for an English teacher in the future.”

"Yes." The fat policeman felt the same way.

But he soon noticed that his colleague's expression was frozen, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Um... I found that the kid seems to have taken the wrong car. I don't know where he is going, but it is definitely not the one going to Medici."

"Oh, this one."

Since the fat policeman turned his back to the road, he looked back now, and saw that the bus to Medici Park was approaching.

"No problem." The fat policeman comforted his colleague, "Didn't that gentleman also say that as long as you can ask people, you won't get lost. Hehe, he is a very interesting tourist. I am a little surprised when it comes to this. I think he looks familiar."

"Indeed, I think so too, maybe an Asian star?"

The two put the matter down, and they felt that with the current security in Rome, it would not be a big deal even if someone got lost.

Back to Han Qi.

Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, he didn't feel that he got in the wrong car.

If you remember all of it, then you still get lost?

Thinking of this, Han Qi still has a little opinion. How long has he been in the travel system, and he has opened up a lot of careers, so he can't be a travel rookie, right?When will you give yourself a second title?
Vehicles stop and go, pass through the downtown area, and pass by the river.

There are fewer and fewer people in the car.

Just when Han Qi felt that he was approaching, suddenly there was no city outside the car, but a vast plain.

Isn't it the third last site?

Han Qi looked at the green dot displayed above, obviously there are still five stops before reaching the terminal.

Shouldn't it be...

Did you get in the wrong car?
(End of this chapter)