"Are you dissatisfied with the price?" the boss asked later. But he didn't say much. When Chen Xing waved his hand, he knew that this was not his target customer, so he turned back and continued to sit and read.
Chen Xing was not dissatisfied with the price. I just can’t afford it. Good guy, tens of thousands of euros. Calculating all his belongings, it only costs about 6,000 to 7,000 euros when converted into euros, including the air ticket back to China. How could he afford such a painting?
I didn’t expect that. Just a small gallery has works with such high prices. Chen Xing didn't think about what painting he was asking about. The fact that others placed that painting in the highest and most conspicuous position also showed how cherished the painting was.
If you ask about other works, you can probably get them for tens to around a hundred euros. Visited a few more galleries.
On the way, I saw a French restaurant. Judging from the decoration of the restaurant, it was probably expensive, but Chen Xing didn't go in.
He was curious why there was no ordinary restaurant, so he asked the gallery owner when he went to another gallery to look at paintings.
The French boss said: "You want to have dinner? The cafe next to it is good. Their cheeses are different from others, and the store has been open for more than ten years." Chen Xing said doubtfully: "I want to have dinner , what does it have to do with coffee.”
"Why doesn't it matter?" The boss also looked at Chen Xing with doubtful eyes. The two were silent for a while, and both realized that this should be a problem of national culture. Maybe the country where this guest is located does not have so many cafes?
Or that their cafe doesn’t serve meals? The boss took the lead and said: "It's almost dinner time anyway, I'll take you over for a meal." He looked to be fifty years old, weighing over 180 pounds, and looked like an ordinary old man. His smile is very friendly, and this should be the most common expression used by most businessmen who open stores.
It has long been said in China that being friendly brings wealth. This French boss took being friendly to the extreme and even took the initiative to invite Chen Xing to dinner.
"No, no! I can just go over and take a look myself!"
"It's okay, kid. You look as old as my daughter. It's hard to go abroad alone. Let me treat you to a meal." He stepped forward, held Chen Xing's shoulders and walked out, then closed his shop. Door.
At this time, the surrounding shops also begin to close. The French arrange their working time and private time very well. Generally speaking, it is difficult to see any business shops still open at night.
The owner of this gallery is called Dave, and he likes the kid Chen Xing very much. The two chatted for a few minutes before. Chen Xing also had his own views on art. Dave felt that Chen Xing was probably an art student from China who came to Paris to study.
It's so pitiful that I go out alone and don't know how to eat. Dave took Chen Xing to a coffee shop near him that he often went to, and asked, "When did you come to Paris?"
"Just arrived." Chen Xing said.
"No wonder, anyway, remember, if you don't cook by yourself, then go to a dessert shop or cafe to eat something, or buy some bread to keep at home, prepare some ketchup, salad dressing, etc., spread butter on it and eat baguettes The taste is also outstanding.”
"Thank you, Dave."
"I've had Chinese food before, and it tasted good. Unfortunately, it's too expensive. A meal for two people would cost at least 100 euros. I only go there with my wife occasionally."
"..." Why does it feel like going to a French restaurant on your wedding anniversary? It's only a two-minute walk away. Like most cafes, the tables here are also placed on the street, but the walking area is already very wide, so it won't affect the flow of pedestrians.
A handsome French guy was standing outside with a flyer. When he saw Dave, he said hello: "Dave!"
"Hi, little Barty." Barty glanced at Chen Xing curiously. Seeing that he came with Dave, he asked, "Thank you Dave for bringing me a new guest. Are you and Just call me Barty Jr. like Dave, or call me Claude."
"Hello, Mr. Crowder." This is the first time we met and we haven't gotten to know each other well enough to call him by his first name, so we should be more polite when calling him by his first name.
"What do you want to eat?" Chen Xing immediately started to look at what was on the menu, but Dave casually ordered a cup of coffee and a piece of bread.
"I'd like a beef stew with potatoes and carrots." If he was asked to eat only bread and coffee at night, he would definitely be too hungry to sleep before the early morning, so he still ordered something that looked like a meal, and then... I ordered a cup of coffee from this shop.
After all, it is a coffee shop, so it would be boring to come here without ordering coffee. Chen Xing knew how much Parisians loved coffee. He had no idea that these cafes all over the streets were where French people ate every day.
Dave's order was served quickly. Chen Xing also saw the appearance of a baguette for the first time. He had heard that this kind of thing could be used as a stick, but now it looked softer. It was cut into several pieces and placed on a plate with a small portion. butter.
After chatting about art for a while and drinking a few sips of coffee, his order was served. Beef stew with potatoes and carrots is basically the name of Western dishes. The main ingredients are combined together with the cooking method to get the name of the dish.
It looks very appetizing. The carrots were stewed with the beef. The aroma of the red sauce made Chen Xing even hungrier. The potatoes were not cooked together, but were cooked separately and cut into three pieces and placed on top of the stewed meat. This is probably because Afraid of the potatoes being overcooked.
Chen Xing rolled the potatoes in the sauce twice and finally started to eat today's dinner. The sauce has a bit of red wine flavor and is very fragrant, but there is a little too much salt. If you eat more, your mouth will feel dry. Chen Xing went to buy another Coke.
The beef and carrots are almost simmered, and the meat will fall apart if you take a bite of it. Over dinner, Dave said, "I wish you a happy life in Paris."
"Of course, you too." The two didn't leave any contact information, but Chen Xing thought this guy was pretty good. With such a strange relationship between the boss and the customer, he actually invited him to have a meal.
If you want to take a painting with you when you go back, buy one here. Returning the way we came, it was already dark when we arrived at the apartment.
In China, when the weather is like this, you can go out for a walk, and when it's completely dark, you can go out for some late-night snacks, but in France, Chen Xing doesn't dare to go out at this time.
Abel told him over and over again about the security situation in Paris. Although he lived in a relatively safe central area on the Left Bank, this kind of thing could not be said for sure.
The system gave him a lot of skills, but it didn't give him a second life, so he'd better be careful.
