Chapter 56: Bad Mood



After finding an Italian restaurant near the Arc de Triomphe and having a generous portion of spaghetti with bacon and egg plus a large slice of four-spice pizza, Yang Jing walked south along Jesus Street.

At the south end of Jesus Street, there are several museums, such as the famous Guimet National Museum of Asian Art, commonly known as the Guimet Museum, the Museum of Modern Art of the City of Paris, and the Museum of Fashion, which specializes in fashion.

Of course, at the end of Avenue Jesus, on the west bank of the Seine, is the famous Palais de Trocadéro, and opposite the Palais de Trocadéro is the famous Eiffel Tower.

At the Guimet Museum, Yang Jing saw a large number of cultural relics from China, such as the "Amitabha Pure Land Transformation Picture", "Samantabhadra Riding an Elephant" and "Walking Monk" from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty in Dunhuang, the white jade tiger carving from the Western Han Dynasty, the bronze Ling Gui from the early Western Zhou Dynasty, and the bronze elephant statue from the late Shang Dynasty...

These cultural relics are all the best of the best and are definitely the best in the cultural relic world.

But unfortunately, when Yang Jing saw these magnificent cultural relics, he felt extremely heavy.

It’s not that Yang Jing is such an angry young man. It’s just that any ambitious Chinese person would probably not be happy if they saw cultural relics that should have belonged to their own country in Paris, France.

These precious cultural relics were all looted from China by Europeans! These cultural relics are stained with the blood and tears of the ancestors of the Han people...

These cultural relics should have been displayed in major museums in the motherland, but now, the descendants of those who created these exquisite works of art can only travel to Paris, thousands of miles away from home, to appreciate the objects created by their ancestors. This is undoubtedly a tragedy.

The entire Guimet Museum has a collection of more than 20,000 cultural relics from China, and outside of the Guimet Museum, there are more than 20 million cultural relics that originally belonged to China scattered in other European and American countries.

Yang Jing couldn't bear to look at any more exhibition halls after visiting only a few. He was afraid that he would not be able to control the anger in his chest and do something inappropriate, such as smashing an exhibition hall.

Yang Jing was raised by his grandfather who loved antiques and collectibles. When he was a child, Yang Jing's toys were different from those of other children. Most of his toys were small gadgets that his grandfather had collected with great effort. Although they were not very valuable, this influence was imprinted in Yang Jing's bones since he was a child.

Therefore, Yang Jing knew very well that what was displayed here on the surface were cultural relics from China, but in fact they were displaying a humiliating history full of the blood and tears of the ancestors of the Han people!

When Yang Jing walked out of the Guimet Museum, he was in an extremely bad mood. He even swore an oath in secret in front of this museum that made the Chinese people feel humiliated...

One day, I will make you return the things inside!

Yang Jing, who was in a bad mood, didn't want to go shopping anymore. Even though the Palais de Chaillot and the Eiffel Tower were right next to him, Yang Jing didn't have the heart to go shopping anymore.

Yang Jing got on a random bus and started wandering aimlessly in Paris. Anyway, the public transportation system in Paris is very developed. If you get tired of riding this line, you can get off and change to another line. It doesn't matter if you get lost. There are also many taxis in Paris...

Before Yang Jing knew it, it had darkened as he wandered aimlessly. After getting off the No. 58 bus, he found himself in the south of the 14th arrondissement of Paris without noticing.

However, after wandering around for a long time, his bad mood had improved a little. Plus, his stomach started growling again, so Yang Jing decided to find a nearby hotel to stay in.

Paris is indeed a world-famous tourist city, with hotels and restaurants everywhere. After getting off the bus and walking a short distance, a seven or eight-story hotel appeared in front of us.

Yang Jing walked in confidently, and the waiter inside asked Yang Jing very politely if he needed anything.

Isn't that nonsense? What else can I do after staying at your place?

This place is close to the south of Paris, so the hotel still has vacant rooms. Yang Jing spent 175 euros to rent a standard room, took a shower, and came out to prepare for dinner.

After asking the waiter at the bar, the waiter, upon learning that Yang Jing was a Chinese, enthusiastically introduced him to a Chinese restaurant not far from the hotel.

Only after entering this restaurant did Yang Jing feel convinced. Yes, he felt convinced by the people of Northeast China.

Because the owner and the owner's wife of this restaurant are both from Northeast China.

It’s not that Yang Jing had any bad opinions about people from Northeast China. It was really beyond Yang Jing’s expectation that people from Northeast China could open a restaurant in Paris.

However, the boss and the boss's wife were very welcoming. When they saw that Yang Jing was a fellow countryman from China, the food they served not only tasted very authentic, but also had much larger portions.

The owner of the restaurant was surnamed Zhao, and like most Chinese restaurants abroad, he was also the chef, while the lady boss, surnamed Li, was in charge of the counter outside.

Perhaps it was because both the proprietress and his mother had the surname Li, so after they started chatting, the proprietress was particularly enthusiastic towards Yang Jing.

"Xiao Yang, are you coming to Paris for tourism or work?" At this time, there were not many customers in the restaurant, and Yang Jing's table happened to be next to the counter, so the proprietress started chatting with Yang Jing.

"I'm studying in the UK and will graduate and return home in a month, so I came to Paris purely for sightseeing."

"Oh, then you will definitely be able to find a good job when you return home. International students in London tend to do well after returning home."

"Haha, I appreciate your words."

"Xiao Yang, you are not coming here to visit the Wanfu flea market, are you?" The proprietress asked while leaning over the counter after settling the bill with two customers.

"Wanfu Flea Market? Is this place close to Wanfu Flea Market?" Yang Jing asked curiously.

"Of course, this place is only 500 meters away from the Vanfers flea market. Tomorrow you will walk along this road from here, and turn left at the end and you will see the Vanfers flea market. Xiao Yang, let me tell you, although the Vanfers flea market is not the largest flea market in Paris, it is the flea market with the best public security. There are very few thieves in this market, so fellow countrymen from China, compatriots from Taiwan, people from Southeast Asia, and Japanese, all like to visit the Vanfers flea market after coming to Paris."

After a pause, the proprietress continued, "This flea market is not very big, with only two streets. If you walk quickly, you can finish the whole market in half a day. Tomorrow is Sunday, and the flea market is open, so you can go there tomorrow to have a look. You may find something good. Last year, one of my sisters came to visit me from my hometown, and her husband found an old camera in that market. It is said to be very valuable."

Yang Jing smiled and nodded. Now that he was here, he might as well take a look around tomorrow.

PS: I would like to thank “冰冷八度” for the reward of 1000, and “昆鹏3357”, “紫艳天骄”, and “骑着乌龟上天廷” for the reward of 100!

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