My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 420
Fountains were invented by Europeans in many senses. According to historical legends, there were records of fountains in the Hanging Gardens of Babylon in BC, and then there were Greek fountains known to us. Since then, the first thought of building fountains is sculpture.

I believe you have seen Greek-style fountain sculptures such as children with no clothes on, curly hair in tulle, women holding water bottles, etc. in many places.

In modern times, music fountains on rivers and lakes began to rise, and people gradually got rid of the idea that fountains need to be matched with sculptures.

The fountain Han Qi wants to build here is different from the above. What he wants is a waterscape fountain, instead of building a pool specially, using the terrain, artificial landscaping, and surrounding structures to imitate the natural waterscape landscape.

Of course, since it is a fountain, there should still be a water outlet.

Han Qi paints on paper.

Several animals were randomly built at the location of the fountain, all of which were used as decorations, and the fog-shaped fountain mouth was buried underground to recycle the water flow and spray water mist.Laser lights are buried around the fountain to change the color of the water mist in the air.

Han Qi has already thought up the name of the fountain, it is called Colorful Deer.

Because the core of the animals is a deer one size bigger than them, a colored halo will appear in the cooperation of laser and water mist.

Han Qi is gearing up and ready to make a big deal. He doesn't have much experience in creating sculptures. This year, he only got two randomly in Huaxia, and he put them in the manor as decorations. Only the servants and a few friends know about them.

It must make future visitors to Elf Park feel worthwhile.

Just when he returned to the palace and found the materials to prepare for creation, a phone call from Italy made Han Qi have no time to attend to, and flew to Italy by plane.

Sir Kangtao was seriously ill and had been in the hospital for three days.

Han Qi owns half of the 99-year-old red wine in Kangtao Chateau, so he should take a look at it.

In fact, Han Qi had no idea about the economic value of Sir Kang Tao's gift, but after ordering a bottle in the restaurant, Han Qi realized the economic value of half the winery's 99 red wine, far exceeding Han Qi's current net worth.

When Kangtao red wine entered the ranking of the top ten red wines, the price of a bottle of wine had already increased by ten times, and the price of a bottle of wine had increased by more than twenty times.

When he came to Italy, Sir Kangtao had already regained consciousness. He was sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed to bask in the sun in the sanatorium. When he saw Han Qi, he immediately smiled and said, "Han Qi, I knew you would come Look at me, don't worry, I'm fine."

When Han Qi received the news, the whole Italian media was saying that old Kang Tao was going to die, but he didn't expect to come to see him, he was quite energetic.

Han Qi handed the flowers to the nurse next to him, and said with a smile, "Sure, I still have so much wine in your house."

"Yes." Old Kangtao thought for a while and said, "You should build a wine cellar in China or Norway, those wines are my personal gifts, and when I die, my son will probably take them back. "

"Ah?" Han Qi didn't understand why, but still said, "If you need it, then take it back."

If there were no special circumstances, he would drink beer with his friends, and only at some more formal banquets would Han Qi take out a little red wine to entertain the guests. The 99-year-old Kangtao can be regarded as an upper-middle-level drink among red wines, and it is quite suitable for private banquets.

Kang Tao said again: "Then there must be a contract."

"what happened?"

Kang Tao sighed and said:

"Since I was hospitalized, several sons and daughters have been competing for the stock in the wine cellar. After all, my eldest son Weatherf owns the management right of the winery. No one can compete for this, but the share in the wine cellar is belonging to the family property."

"..."

Han Qi thought that the big family was really scary.

Old Kang Tao trusted Han Qi very much. This feeling came from nowhere, just like some special patients trust their psychiatrist.

So after thinking about it for a while, he decided to send all the wine belonging to Han Qi to Norway directly.

There must be a lot of wine cellars in the royal family, and it is enough to open one temporarily if there is no room for it.

Han Qi pushed old Kang Tao to the ward, and he said: "Actually, I am very happy. The painting you gave me will be displayed in another month. I like it very much. Seeing him is like seeing an ancient figure." You paint me so grandly, just like your portrait."

"That's my impression of you, Mr. Kang Tao, and you are in good spirits, and you will be fine for another 20 years."

"I'm very old, Han Qi." He shook his head.

At this time, Han Qi had already pushed him back to his own ward, which was a separate room, clean and tidy, and could not smell the gloomy smell in the hospital.

The nurses helped Kang Tao to bed.

Han Qi waited aside, looking at the decorations in the room.

There are a lot of photos here, and Kang Tao will take a lot of photos with him wherever he goes, be it on a business trip or in hospital.

The one closest to him on the bedside should be taken when he was young, when he was a teenager. There were no color cameras at that time. In the picture, there are a group of young people, about five or six men and two women. Every man is holding an old Harley motorcycle, the metal frame is fully exposed, and it looks quite punk.

Kang Tao pointed at this photo with a trembling hand, and introduced: "When I was young, I made an appointment with a few friends to travel to Ireland. I bought a motorcycle and wanted to ride around Ireland, but unfortunately I couldn't in the end. Finish."

He pointed to a handsome man in the middle and said, "This is me when I was young, and this is my wife." He pointed to a man at the end. "His name is Platinum, and he is a very introverted person. All of us like him very much... It is a pity that he fell under the cliff during this trip."

He leaned back on the bed again, his eyes sparkling.

"I'm the only person in the photo now."

The nurse checked the time and began to rush people away.

"Sir, the visiting hours have passed, and you should go out."

She knew Han Qi's face, but she drove Han Qi out mercilessly. Kang Tao had just come out of danger after undergoing a major operation, and he had to rest well.

Han Qi left Italy.

He didn't go to the manor to inquire about the wine that old Kangtao gave him. He felt that he had already received the payment for painting for old Kangtao, and so far, this was the largest order Han Qi had received.

A month later, a large amount of red wine was sent to Norway. It was already Christmas. Han Qi and Ingrid were preparing to return to China for the Spring Festival. The car that delivered the wine drove into the garage. Almost everyone came down to watch, including Harald. king.

Holding a bottle of wine, he said to Han Qi, "Is this a gift from Kangtao Manor?"

"Yes, because I didn't have a wine cellar, I kept it in their house. It should be half of the 99-year-old Cantao red wine."

Harald nodded and said, "That's no wonder."

The worker who delivered the wine saw Han Qi coming downstairs, holding a list for Han Qi to sign, and heard them chatting and said, "This is not half, when we moved, the lawyer asked us to take all the wine in the wine cellar." They have all moved here, and by the way, there is a gift for you to sign for."

"All?" Han Qi was a little surprised.

"kindness."

He followed this man and came to the third truck. The cargo box of the truck was still filled with red wine, but there was also something fixed to death by wood.

Seeing the size of this thing, Han Qi already roughly knew what it was.

Han Qi signed first and got a letter left by Kang Tao.

To my friend, Han Qi:

Han Qi, it’s a pity that I can no longer see your works. I still often recall the moment when I saw your oil paintings, as if all the colors around me were taken away, leaving only black and white, and the rest of the colors were all in your painting. among the works.

Have you received the gift I gave you? It is the most worthless piece in my collection. My sons and daughters sneered at him, hehe, I hope you don’t mind giving this to you.

I'm going to die, Han Qi...

……

Seeing this, Han Qi was overwhelmed. He didn't read the rest of the book, and called Kang Tao.

They only called once on Christmas a week ago. Kang Tao's voice was very weak, but he told Han Qi that he was going to receive the gift from him. It's impossible for someone to pass away so soon, right?

Why did the more I read this letter, the more I felt it was a last word?
It was not Kang Tao who answered the phone, but Kang Tao's granddaughter. Han Qi remembered him. Kang Tao's relatives were all busy with their own careers. In the huge manor, only his granddaughter often accompanied him. Han Qi lived in the manor. During that time, old Kang Tao tried many times to propose that Han Qi marry her.

But at that time, Han Qi had already made a private decision with Ingrid for life.

After a long time, Han Qi hung up the phone.

really died.

Moreover, Kang Tao had cancer a long time ago, and he never told his family members. His sons and daughters didn't know about Kang Tao's current situation until he was seriously ill and passed out at home this time.

No wonder he spent so much money asking Han Qi for a portrait of himself.

Originally, he was pretending to be energetic, but now his condition deteriorated very quickly after being discovered by his children.

If Han Qi had made a video call a week ago, he would have known that Kang Tao was already on life support with a ventilator.

Han Qi sighed, feeling very heavy.

The fan who has the best relationship with me is Lin Jiayi, and the fan of oil painting is Kang Tao. Although there is a big age gap, the two have a lot in common when talking about oil painting.This kind of tacit understanding will not cause a generation gap because of age.

"Ugh."

Han Qi turned on the light and went downstairs to the garage.

"Crack," all the lights in the garage were on.

Kang Tao's second gift to Han Qi was placed there, and Han Qi found a tool to pry open the wood, revealing a retro-style Harley motorcycle.

It can't be called retro, because this car is really old.

Han Qi looked at the Alfa Romeo, and then at the old Hello. He felt that they were all products of the same era. From now on, you will be brothers.

He patted the cushion and checked the gauges.

Kangtao did not take care of this motorcycle like King Harald took care of the Alfa sports car. After a long time, many things have rusted. After touching the fuel tank, there is only some dust inside. It seems that the car was washed before it was sealed. once.

After patting the ashes on the cushion, Han Qi sat on it.

The next day, Han Qi and Ingrid flew back to Rongcheng. It would be nice to have a direct plane. After getting on the plane, they slept and played with their mobile phones before they arrived at Rongcheng International Airport.There is still half a month until the Spring Festival, and the atmosphere of some years can already be seen in Rongcheng.

Of course, if you want to experience the traditional Spring Festival, it is difficult to see it in such a big city.

Today's Nian has no sense of ritual, especially in such a city, Nian is just a time for children to go home and gather with relatives and friends.Because only the Chinese New Year is the most idle time of the year, everyone has time to visit here and there.

In contrast, small cities and even rural areas are more 'new year'.

Borrowing a car and driving home, Han Qi searched for a stall selling firecrackers along the road in his hometown for a long time, but now he could not see any of the fireworks stalls that could be seen everywhere in the past, and he dared not look at Ingrid's expectant face Well, he promised to take her to watch the fireworks when he came back.

As soon as Han Qi got home, before his mother could speak, he asked, "Why didn't you see any fireworks this year?"

"Fireworks? Isn't fireworks banned in Jiangoi this year?"

"Ah?" Han Qi was dumbfounded.

"Oh, what, some places can put it, and some places can't put it, just come back, and go prepare some new year's goods with me tomorrow."

Ingrid was also dumbfounded, she could now understand the Tianfu dialect her mother spoke.

She came to China with great expectations, because there are more types of fireworks in China than in Europe, and they look more beautiful.

Han Qi held her hand and said, "Let's just drive to a place where fireworks can be set off."

They are located at the junction of the three urban areas, and now they have to count the Tianfu New District, which is only more than ten kilometers away, so it is very convenient to go anywhere. Han Qi has not yet learned which cities cannot be released, but it is not possible All three cities are banned from setting off fireworks, right?
So what's the point of this year, watching the Spring Festival Gala?

After staying at home with her parents for a few days, Han Qi took Ingrid to watch the Lantern Festival in Zigong.The Zigong Lantern Festival is well-known in the province and belongs to the national intangible cultural heritage. The annual Spring Festival is also the best time for their tourism industry. The tickets sold by the Lantern Festival alone are almost the whole year's tourism income.

It also developed early. It is said that during the Tang and Song Dynasties, the Zigong Lantern Festival was one of the most lively activities around.

In the small town during the Spring Festival, there are no interesting things to do, but as long as you are willing to look for it, you can find many scenic spots suitable for viewing.

There is a place called Qilong’ao that Han Qi has always wanted to go to. When he was a child, he heard that the sea of ​​clouds and the sunrise here are very beautiful, but he never had time to go. He has only been to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei since he was an adult. I saw the golden summit sunrise once.

So before the Chinese New Year, the family was going to ride Longao.

Wanting to watch the sunrise, everyone went out in the afternoon and drove to the destination in only five or ten minutes.

Han Qi found a farmhouse in the scenic area to live in. The house is a white tent, which looks like a yurt. It looks small but when you walk in, you will find that the space is okay. It can fit two beds in a standard room, and there is even an air conditioner and a television.

It’s still dark, and looking around from here, the whole world is surrounded by mountains, and there are pine, bamboo, and stone everywhere, which can be regarded as the landform characteristics of Han Qi’s hometown.

(End of this chapter)