Chapter 563: Milan, the capital of art 0 years ago

It feels like in the night when it is not warm,
The petite figure is struggling in the hay at night, "home" can't provide her with warmth, nor can the hay.
Even the fruit was eaten in the fireplace. She curled up, resisting the pain and the urge to cry, urging herself to fall asleep earlier, because she had to get up early to work on the ranch tomorrow...
Repeated tiring work every day caused her shoulder and wrist injured by the officer who came to the pub more than a month ago, not only did it not work well, but made it worse.
Fang Ran saw her shrank in the collapsed ruins like a little animal about to freeze to death.
No one cares, no one cares,
Only herself.
In my dream, I need to think about how to spend the coming winter.
The moment his eyes widened unacceptably, the moment he stretched out his hand to take a step,
The world buzzed, the scene before me disappeared suddenly,
It doesn't seem to happen again.
I opened my eyes dimly, listening to the noisy siren of the steam train, and then the scenery outside the window had been switched from the plain of wheat fields that were flying along the way to a station slowly entering.
Fang Ran was shocked, then suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be a dream just now.
It was still that card shining slightly on a certain page, and it was not fully awakened.
Shaking his head, throwing away the bitter feeling that I saw just now, she looked at the girl lying on her lap, now sleeping quietly like a little princess, her face under her light golden hair safely,
A black gothic skirt with white lace, long sleeves with exposed shoulders spread out on the train seat, slender legs in black stockings bent and folded, and those leather short boots.
Fang Ran bought the best location for this steam train, with enough space and soft cushions for the girl to lie down like a bed.
After yawning softly, Fang Ran looked at the destination he had arrived, pinching a strand of Ling's hair and constantly sweeping her ears.
"Hey, hello, little lazy cat, get up, hey, here we are!"
"Ok...."
With a vague moan, the angel lying on his lap slowly opened his light golden eyes, but in the half-open pupils, he was still half-asleep and half-awake, as if she shrank in Fang Ran's legs. I plan to sleep for a while.
"Hurry up... get up... bed... lah..."
Fang Ran sighed helplessly and stretched out the urging voice, and slowly lifted up the sleepy Ling Ling. I didn't know where to take out a small comb and tidy the hair that had been messed up by her sleep, light blond. You can run around if your hair is untidy, curling up a lot of soft dull hair.
Laying in bed is not a good habit, Ling, you can’t learn from me... ahem, when I didn’t say...
Looking silently at the little yawning girl with long sleeves covering her mouth, she is sitting on the seat like a delicate doll in a gothic dress.
It’s just that Fang Ran, who was sitting behind combing her hair, muttered silently in her heart.
Really, Ling, how embarrassed you were to be like this when you were young, every time you despised me for being bedridden...
"Okay, okay, go and wash your face, there should be a bathroom over there..."
"Ok."
Finally, Fang Ran, wearing an old vest suit, pushed the girl into the washbasin of the bathroom, and looked at the girl who was honestly gargling and washing her face. Suddenly, she felt complicated and felt a little vicissitudes of life and sighed.
What... the progress of this life is not right, I am obviously still a single dog who has no love for love,
Why did I suddenly feel the illusion of being a father... (sigh)
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Even a hundred years ago, the city was prosperous.
In his own time, Fang Ran remembers that it was known as one of the famous international metropolises, one of the eight metropolitan areas in the world,
Italy’s most developed city and one of Europe’s four major economic centers, the world’s fashion and design capital and the most influential city in the fashion industry,
As a transportation hub, it has a long history. The former capital of the Western Roman Empire and the capital of the Kingdom of Lombardy are its aliases. Fashion, art, painting, opera, football, tourism, and all kinds of Italian romance are extolled to the extreme in this city .
Its opera, its team, it is considered as the "barometer" of fashion design and consumption in the world fashion week,
Everything constitutes this city where all kinds of high-class people, rich and nobles gather,
-Milan.
But to say so, Fang Ran just knew what was written in these books. He was full of all kinds of high-consumption and high-end fashion things. He never thought he would come to this city. I feel a little out of proportion to myself,
Compared to himself, Fang Ran always felt that Ye Sheng, Hua Ling, and Resuscitate were more suitable here.
Just looking at Milan a hundred years ago, the overall light-colored, flashy and spiky building complex is located in the most prosperous upper area. In addition, three and four-story buildings are located in various blocks in a row, crisscrossing. The complex streets of the city extend to a distance with no end in sight,
Most of the people walking on the street are decent people in plain but clean clothes. Occasionally, you can see men in suits and ladies with complicated skirts, holding canes and feathered fans.
The street is clean and tidy, the iron fence of the drain is faintly white heat on the side of the street, all kinds of high-end carriages come and go on the road, and on both sides of the road are expensive shops with various flower plaques.
In this era, the atmosphere of a prosperous metropolis is blowing!
Seeing this scene unfolding in front of him, the prosperous level that was almost incomparable with De Lier's before, made Fang Ran feel a little shocked in his heart, and the girl beside him grabbed him a little nervously. Sleeves.
Fang Ran looked at the girl with a rare look on her face, smiled at her and signaled don't worry, and looked at his smile, Ling breathed out gently.
Before the station in Milan, pedestrians passing by couldn't help but look at these two figures. Whether it was the youth's special temperament or the girl's admirable dress, they were very eye-catching.
"Where are we going now?"
Ling stood beside Fang Ran, looked up at the young man in a black vest and suit, and asked with a suitcase.
"Go find a place to live first,"
With leather gloves in his hand, he took out his top hat, pressed his brim, smiled mysteriously and said:
"Then I'm going to ask Ling you next, and remember to bargain for me later."
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In 1916, Italy was still in the kingdom era,
In other words, there are nobles at this time.
Beginning with knights, barons, viscounts, earls, marques, dukes, and princes, until King Vittorio Emanuele III, the upper class of Italy in this era is composed of these nobles.
They have large tracts of land, rich wealth, and a life that is so extravagant that ordinary people can't imagine. Even if the wars of this era have been vigorous, their army and the soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire have fought nine times on that plain. Did not get any significant results,
However, it has not affected this city in the slightest. The nobles of the upper strata of the kingdom usually lead a luxurious life, squeezing and enjoying every bit of hard work and sweat of the people at the bottom.
Just like this manor on the outskirts of Milan, with the most convenient access to the center of Milan.
The grape racks began to mature, and the barrels of red wine were hidden underground, there were several luxurious carriages, and a large number of servants from gardeners to trim the garden to maids who cleaned the house.
This manor that can make the owner proud from any angle belongs to a hereditary viscount in the Kingdom of Italy.
At the moment, in the beautiful white bungalow building in the manor, in the meeting room that is only used to welcome VIPs, the Viscount Lord is welcoming two special guests today.
At this moment, in the room where the owner was resting, Viscount Barofi looked at the things on the table in front of him and confirmed to his housekeeper for the third time:
"Are you sure that the two people who came here really asked you to send it? Is this true?"
Beside him was also the old butler who was shocked and shocked, bowed slightly and replied:
"Yes, my master, I have confirmed that it is true."
"He asked you to give me this thing just to let me see them!?"
Listening to his loyal old butler replied so surely to himself~EbookFREE.me~ Viscount Barofi still asked absurdly and inconceivably, his tone was like a pie in the sky.
"Yes, that's what the gentleman told me."
The brows were frowned tightly and then slowly loosened, and finally looking at the object placed on a white handkerchief in front of him, Viscount Barofi made up his mind and said:
"It seems I have to meet him."
"Yes, just the'introduction letter' you met is generous and indescribable to come up with such a gentleman. It is worth seeing the host. In order not to be disrespectful, I have invited them to the living room. ."
"You did very well."
Looking at the old butler who bowed to explain, with a small beard and fringed hair, Viscount Barofi, who was more than forty years old but still looked upright, stood up, praised the old butler with a sentence, and then strode towards Walk to the living room.
But just after walking a few steps, he turned around and said to his old butler:
"Oh, by the way, put this thing in my treasure house."
"Don't worry, my master."
The figure in a black housekeeper's costume respectfully bent over and said, then carefully picked up the object on the white handkerchief and carefully put it away.
It’s no wonder that both the Viscount Barofi and the old butler are so cautious, because the ‘letter of introduction’ that allowed two unidentified strangers to be received so seriously by a noble viscount in this era,
It is an item that can buy as many things as ordinary people can't imagine, it can instantly change the living standard of a family, and it can support a noble wife to spend a long time in the upper class....
A piece of gold.