Qiu Jiahe was still holding a lot of half-eaten packages in his hands at this time. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to stuff the still hot donuts into his mouth.
"The wet market is the eternal god. Whether it's at home or abroad, this rule applies to everyone. That big pizza corner just now was so delicious. If it weren't so big, I would have bought a whole one."
Zhao Mei put the food in her hand on the table, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"Don't, you just have big eyes and a small stomach. I can't help you share the burden now. If I give you a stomachache later, you won't be able to move."
Qiu Jiahe remained unmoved, and while he was still speaking harshly, his eyes were still searching for his target outside the window.
"That certain person obviously bought a lot, right? Look at that stall outside. They have what looks like pen-shaped noodles. And, does that say tomato meat sauce? It looks delicious and rich, and there's a long line."
Seeing that Qiu Jiahe's entire face was almost touching the coffee shop window, Zhao Mei also looked in the direction she was looking.
"...the sign said there was tomato meat sauce and tomato basil, and there was green curry and herbs."
Qiu Jiahe's eyes lit up instantly, with half a donut still in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Mei and said vaguely: "I want to eat it, I want to eat it!"
Zhao Mei couldn't stand the dog-eye attack. "Okay, okay, okay. Just don't yell if you get a stomachache later. And after buying this, we really have to leave. You haven't bought anything your mom and sister asked you to. It's already late. Shops close early here in Florence. If you're any later, you'll have to go to the bar to buy a bag."
Zhao Mei's words were well-reasoned, and Qiu Jiahe immediately lost his temper. "Okay, okay, I get it. Let's go. I hope this market will still be open when we get back from shopping."
The two quickly finished their coffee, went out to queue up at the stall opposite, and after buying what they wanted, they rushed to the city center without stopping.
As an old Western country, Florence is the birthplace of many fashion brands. This is why one of the five major fashion weeks, the top events in the fashion industry, is held in Florence, the capital of Florence.
In the city center of Flower City, there are dozens of fashion brands and more than a dozen top luxury offline stores in just two short streets.
These dozen or so companies are also the ultimate goal of Qiu Jiahe's trip.
Qiu Jiahe, who was originally reluctant to leave the food market, was so happy when he entered the fashion store that he didn't want to leave. He bought things left and right according to the list. When he couldn't make up his mind, he would even call his mother and sister from afar. He felt like a fish in water and was very happy.
On the contrary, Zhao Mei, who was already sitting in the VIP room, felt pain in her tailbone and moved left and right to try to relieve the pain.
Although she is now a frequent shopper of luxury goods, it is still Zhao Jing who chooses clothes for her most of the time, and the remaining small part is new products delivered directly to her home. This is the first time she has chosen clothes by herself in this way.
However, Zhao Mei also knew that Qiu Jiahe was so picky, largely because this place was the home of top luxury goods, and there were always some limited editions that were not available in China. It was also the request of the elders, which she could not refuse at all.
In the end, he just sighed and continued to sit there playing games on his phone.
As the sunlight gradually dimmed and the moon climbed high in the sky, Zhao Mei's torture was finally coming to an end.
After shopping at five brands for an entire afternoon, Zhao Mei really didn't want to go into any clothing store again in her life.
After Qiu Jiahe paid the money, he turned around and saw Zhao Mei with dull eyes and numb limbs.
"I'm sorry, Meili, they're my own mother and sister, I can't offend them!"
Zhao Mei saw Qiu Jiahe, who had many shopping bags on his arms, still freeing up his hands to put them together and apologize to her.
"It's okay. I anticipated this, so I've been trying to avoid it. I've even figured out which chairs are best in these stores. Speaking of which, since you've finished shopping, let's go back. But can you carry all these things?"
Qiu Jiahe was quite experienced in this area. "Don't worry, if I buy something, I can definitely take it back. I ordered a large suitcase from the store before, but I haven't picked it up yet. I said I would pick it up when I leave. With this suitcase, packing it up will be easy."
Zhao Mei was confused and was dragged to the previous store by Qiu Jiahe. She used her purchase record to pick up the box she had deposited.
"Don't worry, this is the method my mom used. She also said that if you really can't carry it back, you can leave it at my company and we'll ship it to China. It's just that it's much slower than carrying it back by hand."
After an afternoon of intense shopping, the two finally set out on their way home. Qiu Jiahe had already forgotten the market he had been thinking about that afternoon and was eight hundred miles away.
The two of them huddled together in the car, wishing they could fall into a deep sleep, and they barely had the energy to speak.
Finally, after returning to the manor, taking a shower and lying in bed, I remembered: "Ah! I forgot about that small vegetable market!! I also had my eye on a crepe shop and didn't try it!!"
Zhao Mei came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair, and glanced at her: "Don't worry, I've checked. The market only lasts until four in the afternoon. You don't know that many stores had already started offering discounts when we went there."
Qiu Jiahe curled his lips. "Ah, what a pity! There were so many delicious dishes. I was thinking of buying another baked lobster. It would be a perfect match with the seafood rice I had before..."
Zhao Mei was completely speechless: "Alright, alright, it's open every day. The market isn't just open for one day. We can just go later. Is that really necessary?"
Qiu Jiahe chuckled, "I knew Meili would want to go too! There are so many delicious foods that I can't miss. I'm like a stamp collector, I have to try them all..."
It was a quiet night in the manor, with only the lights in the castle's master bedroom on for most of the night. The two of them were discussing their future travel plans, becoming increasingly excited. They jumped out of bed in the middle of the night, unable to fall asleep at all. Finally, they collapsed due to excessive sleepiness.
In the next few days, the two of them combined Zhao Jing's travel plan with some extra effort, successfully touring the entire Flower City, from museums to zoos, from art galleries to early morning pubs.
Thanks to having Zhao Mei, such a useful and convenient tour guide, Qiu Jiahe had a great time. She could even act as a personal guide at the museum, saving them the money to rent a guide, even though they didn't need that much money at all.
Zhao Mei worked as an interpreter helplessly but diligently, but she was also extremely happy and excited, but she didn't show it on her face. It was her first time going abroad, and she wanted to have so much fun, how could she not be crazy.
In this atmosphere of crazy fun, the two of them spent a very happy week.
Until that morning, Zhao Mei woke up on time and was washing up and preparing to have breakfast when her cell phone, which had been silent for a long time, rang.
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