The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1112 Entering the city market and an opera performance
Unlike traveling in the wilderness, occasionally meeting a few farmers on the side of the road or in the wheat fields,
Slowly approaching the entrance of the city, the number of people nearby gradually increased.

There were many merchants and tourists who were also driving carriages, guards and soldiers who were in charge of registering and checking, and the crowd who had not seen for a long time was noisy, and there was a lively atmosphere that was different from the fields and only belonged to the city.

"Hey, this city is quite big."

Driving the carriage into the city amidst the hustle and bustle of the entrance, Fangran looked in surprise at the houses that could not be seen at a glance. On the fairly spacious street, there were people coming and going under the sun.
Although it is not as good as Milan, it is already quite large compared to the small town they passed through before.

Continuing the journey of the two people on the carriage, this time they came to a new city.

"Fangran, where are we going now?"

Leaving Milan and never passing through such a big place again, Ling was a little bit at a loss as a little girl, and tugged at the corner of Fangran's clothes.

"Old rules, let's find a place to live first, and leave the horse to their care,"

Answering with a chuckle, Fangran glanced at it was past noon, then lowered his head and winked at Ling:

"Then let's go shopping here this afternoon. Let's inquire about the news tomorrow, how about it?"

"okay."

Hearing the girl's clear and tender voice, the young man raised the reins slightly, and the carriage entered the city streets.

"Then let's go!"

It is adjacent to the Alps in the north, Milan, the economic center in the west, Venice in the east, and Rome, the capital, in the south.

Located in the middle of the Po River Plain, the long-lasting train railway stops here,

With a long history and numerous church monuments, one of the important hubs of Italy,

This is the city the two of them passed through this time.
— Verona.

It didn't take much time to find an inn that could take care of the horses. Just grab someone on the road and throw him a lira coin,
With Ling in charge of the conversation, Fangran quickly found the best hotel in the city.

Then, after throwing a bag of silver coins on the counter, I booked the most expensive room here, and got a promise from the supervisor that he would take good care of the horses.
As for the carriage compartment, he put it directly into the black box.

"Okay, let's go, Ling."

Although there is no almighty Sharon, but with the power of money to get everything done easily and conveniently,
Fangran smiled slightly at the delicate girl who was holding his hand.

"Where?"

Warmth and reassurance came from the palm of her hand, Ling raised her big light golden eyes and asked.

"Of course, go to the most lively place here."

"But Fangran, do you know the way?"

Hearing such an answer, Ling was a little puzzled, and then she snorted when she saw Fangran's mysterious confidence.

"Hmph, don't underestimate the wisdom of future people."

Since the city was built in the first century BC, the city has a history of 2000 years. The names that have ruled here include ancient Rome, the Scaliger family, the Republic of Venice,
Assuming the geographical and transportation hub position, it is a battleground for military strategists in every era.
This is also the case.

But maybe that's why,
That brought it trade, it brought prosperity, it brought more people here.
Herb Square.

This public place used to be arbitrated and politically assembled by citizens in Roman times, surrounded by buildings from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance,
Those flashy walls, and the stone railings on the roof stand with that kind of very European-style figure sculptures,
It's a strange feeling to think that it will still look like this 100 years later.

It’s just that this famous scenic spot is still a market. Along the edge of the small square, there are shaded stalls rented by various merchants, selling fruits, vegetables and wines that are abundant here.
At the entrance of the store, the large boxes of goods were loaded into the carriage, and then sent to the station to follow the train to various places.

Although it is far away from the modern times, the style and excitement that belong to and only belong to such an old era are still pervasive in people's greetings.

"Hey, Ling! Look, look! The fountain in the middle is called 'The Lover of Verona', built in the 14th century!"

The sun was shining brightly, and walking among the passing crowd, Fangran pointed to a small fountain in front of him, introduced to Ling eagerly,
"14th century? A long time ago?"

Seeing that Fangran was working hard and recording the surrounding crowd from time to time, Ling asked in puzzlement,
She had already discovered that it was the same when she was in Milan. Contrary to her interest in future things, Fangran was always passionate about these things.

"Well, it's 1916, which is the 20th century, and the 14th century is about 600 years ago."

Hearing Fangran's explanation, this time, Ling also looked at the fountain and let out a small exclamation.

"Hey, the fountain from 600 years ago?"

"Come on, Ling, this is for you, let's take a picture."

Taking out the small parasol that matched the skirt, Fangran raised the camera and started the usual activities during the trip.

Freezing the scene of the journey again, holding the girl's hand again, Fangran looked at various stalls, shops and restaurants nearby,
There is no shortage of cheese, fresh milk, and pasta with tomato sauce on the signboard, which is an optional food.

"Ling, do you want to eat anything? Let's go buy it."

"Huh? If you want to buy these things, they will definitely not be as delicious as Fangran's."

After passing through many places in the journey, Ling, who has already understood this point, looked up at him and tried to remind him,
But Fangran only saw Fangran smiling happily to himself, raising his eyebrows:
"The point is not the taste but the fun. Ling, if you go back to 100 years ago, you must be curious about what the food tasted at that time."

"So let's go! Don't hesitate! Buy whatever you see!"

Listening to Fangran's righteous words, Ling, who hadn't realized that she had been instilled with a strange view of consumption, finally dragged him by the hand into the market ignorantly.

you idiot
The afternoon sun in Verona is sunny, even the houses with beige old walls and red brick roofs, those buildings with a long history,
The colors became brighter under the clear sky, and the vast landscape from the bird's-eye view really showed the picturesque scenery of European towns.

By the way, speaking of historic buildings.
There is an amphitheater built from the ancient Roman period, its scale is second only to the world famous attraction in Rome,

Every summer, large-scale operas are staged here almost every day.

Before entering the city, I saw this building through the vision of the night crow, and cleaned up the shops near the market,
Fangran excitedly ran into this 'theatre' with Ling.

(End of this chapter)