Fang Jizong's school was also on winter vacation, so Fang Zongtao asked Song Yi to book an extra ticket when booking the flight.

After three days of preparation, on the fourth day, they had already set foot on the land of the beautiful country.

As soon as I landed, I was frozen like a dog!

"Why is it snowing so heavily?" Song Yi had not expected this.

The family of three, along with their bodyguard, rushed to the clothing store and bought themselves a set of clothes. Fortunately they didn't get hurt by the cold!

When they arrived, the Zhang family had already been informed. The Zhang family had forgotten about the weather and quickly led them to the castle.

The servants in the house left by Zhang Xianfeng were not dismissed. After arriving at the castle, they almost sweated from the heat.

Zhang Huanen told them about the arrangements. The inspection and handover will officially begin tomorrow, and he asked them to have a good rest today.

When Song Yi came, he called Huang Lin who was in the mainland.

Huang Lin's people arrived soon.

Zhang Huanen originally wanted to take the opportunity to warn them, but when he saw the people who came to find Song Yi, he immediately swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

They do have acquaintances in the United States.

The servant was a servant of the Zhang family, and she was not used to using him, so she asked Zhang Huanen to take him away with her when he left.

"This will be my place from now on. When I'm gone, just leave it empty. No need to clean it!"

Zhang Huanen said nothing else and led the servants away.

They brought six bodyguards this time, which is enough!

Fang Jizong had never been to the castle before. When he arrived, he ran around upstairs and downstairs like crazy. After looking around the area, he sat down quietly.

There are many ancient castles, and they are all luxuriously decorated. There were paintings that were supposed to be hung on the walls, but they were taken down, leaving many obvious blank marks.

It should be a famous painting left by Zhang Xianfeng. After Zhang Xianfeng's death, his family took it away.

Zhang Xianfeng was a generous man, and his descendants, hum hum~

"Mom, I want to go outside and take a look." Fang Jizong had never seen snow since he was a child. After seeing the snow, he was very curious.

She had obviously never seen snow before, and after seeing it, she didn't seem to find it that rare.

Song Yi said to Fang Zongtang: "I have asked someone to buy daily necessities. They should be delivered before six o'clock!"

She was not interested in daily necessities, so she just let Song Yi arrange whatever she wanted. Even if she had to wear the same set of clothes for half a year, she would not feel ashamed.

"Have you asked where the flea market is?"

Song Yi: "Hi, it's not far from here, but I don't know if there is anyone there since it's so cold."

She thought for a moment: "Is there going to be a festival in the Beautiful Country soon?"

Song Yi nodded: "Cake Festival, just like our Chinese New Year."

Fang Zongtang explained to Song Yi: "We need money for the New Year, so many people must be exchanging things for money."

Song Yi also thought of it.

"Want to go shopping? I'll have someone drive the car?"

Of course you have to go!

Half an hour later, they appeared on the old street with a strong American flavor.

Colorful lights flickered in the shops, and vendors outside were stamping their feet, with their hands in their pockets, and placing things on the ground.

Although they are of different races, the way they sell things is the same.

She walked up to an old woman with a hunched back and asked the price in broken foreign language.

On the ground was a long-spouted oil bottle and an Arabian-style oil lamp, which was pitch black in color!

The old woman spoke the price too quickly and she didn't quite understand, so Song Yi translated it for her.

"Fifty dollars!"

She then asked, "Is it fifty dollars for both of them?"

The old woman shook her head, pointed at the oil can and said, "There is only this one."

She stammered and made some mistakes: "Two for sixty dollars, if you don't want to sell them, forget it."

The old woman didn't quite understand, so Fang Jizong explained it again to her before his father could.