Chapter 508 Matroshka

Style: Romance Author: Riding the wind and wavesWords: 2178Update Time: 24/01/11 17:03:55
"In addition, exchanging money is also simple. We are a regular bank and can exchange money at the Bank of China. Mr. Li doesn't have to worry about this at all."

Everyone looked at Li Xiucheng, waiting for his answer.

Li Xiucheng nodded slowly under the gaze of everyone: "Very good! I am very satisfied! In the future, I will cooperate with your bank. After all, eggs cannot be put in one basket."

He said the last words while looking at Paulis, who shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter, I'm very content."

Li Xiucheng stood up with a smile and patted him: "Not putting it in a basket doesn't mean not putting it in at all, it just means putting less."

These words were a bit difficult to understand. When Boris wanted to understand, he wanted to thank Li Xiucheng, but when he looked up, he realized that the person had already gone outside.

He hurriedly chased after her.

"Lee, wait for me."

.....

On the way back, Li Xiucheng was in a happy mood.

Ofro Bank is an opening for him to collect wool. The next step is to increase his own proportion and strive to get more things out of this opening.

Of course, there is another reason to be happy, as I can return to my country soon.

This place is beautiful, but it is a foreign country. It is more comfortable to go home and hug my wife.

When he returned to the hotel, he happened to meet the two girls Zhao Xueyao who had returned. Li Xiucheng told them the news that he was about to return to China.

Upon hearing that she would be returning to China so soon, Zhao Xueyao was stunned and felt a little reluctant.

Although there was still no substantial progress between the two of them, leaving the country was like losing a layer of spiritual shackles, making her feel extra relaxed and happy.

Now when she heard that she was about to go back, the shackles seemed to fly back automatically, making her uncomfortable.

Zhao Yimo noticed the change in her expression, sighed secretly in his heart, and changed the subject: "Recently? Not sure which day?"

"Three days at most. What about you? Do you want to stay here or go back to the country together?"

"Let's go back together. It's better to go to Shanghai to stay warm." Zhao Yimo stretched his fingers together and crooked Zhao Xueyao with his elbow, "I'll go and stay with you, be happy."

Zhao Xueyao rolled her eyes: "I'm so happy!"

Li Xiucheng smiled and said, "You can go back by plane, which is faster and more comfortable."

"No, taking the train is quite interesting." As he said that, Zhao Yimo hugged Zhao Xueyao thoughtfully: "Yeah."

Zhao Xueyao didn't answer and changed the subject: "Xiucheng, you haven't been shopping much these days, so you should go back and buy some souvenirs and gifts."

"Yes." Li Xiucheng looked at the sky outside the window, which was already a little dark, and smiled: "It's a bit late today. Let's go shopping tomorrow."

Zhao Xueyao smiled and said: "Okay, we have become familiar with the sightseeing in the past few days, and I will be your guide tomorrow."

"That's a good feeling!"

...

The next day was a rare sunny day.

The snow piled up in the past few days completely turned into water vapor and disappeared into the ground.

Under the blue sky, the entire Moscow city is like a picture scroll, extremely beautiful.

On the banks of the Moskva River, water rolls down.

There is an old street not far from the river, which is very crowded and lively.

"It must be because of the weather. There weren't so many people there last time we came here."

"There are so many people and it's so lively."

Among the crowd, Zhao Xueyao and Zhao Yimo walked arm in arm beside Li Xiucheng.

Zhao Xueyao glanced at the shops on both sides. After walking for a while, when a shop with a portrait of Lenin hanging on the door appeared in her field of vision, she exclaimed happily: "That's it.

Come on! "

As she spoke, she seemed to get carried away because of the excitement, grabbed Li Xiucheng's hand next to her, and dragged him towards the store.

The movement was so sudden that Li Xiucheng couldn't react for a moment and instinctively started running. It wasn't until the three of them stood at the door of the store that he used a little force to break free of the restraints on his wrists.

He coughed dryly and said, "What gift makes you so happy?"

Zhao Xueyao's pretty face was slightly red, and she quietly put her hands behind her back and shook them, as if she wanted to grasp the feeling just now.

"Look at the shelf behind the boss."

In fact, Li Xiucheng had already seen the furnishings in the store clearly. The small store was filled with old but charming wooden counters and wooden shelves.

Countless handicrafts are displayed everywhere.

Behind the counter was an old man in his fifties, looking at his group with a smile.

Li Xiucheng's gaze passed over him and landed directly on the shelf behind him. At a glance, he was attracted by a row of brightly colored and beautifully carved dolls.

The dolls are all cylindrical, about the same size, with a flat bottom and stand upright on a shelf.

"Matroshka!"

A word fell out of my mouth.

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, sir and madam, are you Chinese?"

"Yes!" Li Xiucheng stepped into the store, stood in front of the old man, and said with a smile: "It's a very beautiful doll, can we admire it?"

In China, many people may not know what a 'Matroshka' is, but they certainly know what a 'Russian matryoshka doll' is.

The colorful dolls on this shelf are Russian matryoshka dolls, and they are extremely well-made Russian matryoshka dolls.

"I like the word appreciation!" The old man smiled heartily, turned around and picked up a set of pink dolls from the shelf, and then carefully placed them on the counter.

Looking at the two ladies approaching, he took down two more sets of dolls from the shelf.

Watching the three people playing with the dolls happily, the old man introduced: "This is an outstanding work from the ancient town of Zagorsk. Zagorsk is the birthplace of Matroshka. From the fourteenth century to the present five hundred years, the craftsmanship and technology have tended to... Perfect."

"Yes, only superb skills can create such a beautiful masterpiece!" Li Xiucheng took down the dolls one by one and arranged them on the counter from large to small.

Looking at the beautiful and cute little girl depicted on the doll, Duoduo's innocent smiling face appeared in front of her eyes.

Without any hesitation, he decided to buy the pink set.

"Wrap it up for me! Make it into a gift box!"

The old man was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting this person to be so upright and not even ask about the price.

"OK, just a second."

"How much!"

At this time, Li Xiucheng reached for his wallet and planned to pay the bill.

"500 rubles a set."

"Ahem~"

Suddenly Zhao Yimo coughed twice.

Li Xiucheng looked over subconsciously and saw two people holding dolls looking directly at him. They paused slightly before taking out a wallet.

"Just pack four sets!"

Zhao Yimo chuckled: "That's pretty much it!"

"Just think of it as the guide fee." Zhao Xueyao said a little arrogantly, holding the blue doll tightly in her arms.

"嘁~"

Seeing her harsh words, Zhao Yimo snorted and joked: "Speaking of which, I have lived here for a long time since I was a child, but no one gave me Matroska.

Today is really a memorable day. When I get back, I will carve Li's name on the base of the doll and keep it well. "