Chapter 1436: Tranquility

Like most girls, Zhang Yan has no sense of direction, let alone in this foreign country.

However, I was looking at the city of Athens getting closer and closer, looking at the mountains in the middle of the city. The buildings that were shocking and speechless from a distance were getting closer and closer, and then, as the car turned, It's getting further and further away.

"Shouldn't we be facing that way?" she asked.

"We live in a port," Lin Ruhan said with a smile. "It's too hot in the city. Besides, at times like this, it's inevitable that there will be some clutter."

Zhang Yan could see the clutter. The capital of Greece did not seem particularly developed, and this was even while hosting the Olympic Games.

As we all know, before hosting such an international event, the politicians always take a break to take stock of the city's appearance.

"It'll be there soon,"

We arrived really quickly. Looking towards the front of the road, it was very empty. Zhang Yan, who had been working at the beach for more than a year, could already smell the familiar smell of the sea.

At the end of the road, there is a natural harbor that is concave inland. The water is blue and the entire harbor looks dreamy and beautiful.

"That's the freight area over there," Lin Ruhan dutifully introduced to Zhang Yan.

In fact, she didn't even need to introduce it. Zhang Yan could tell that there were cranes lined up there, and cruise ships moored nearby. It looked very spectacular from here.

But up close it looks even more spectacular.

After passing strict security inspection, the Rolls-Royce finally entered the port area.

Zhang Yan put her hand on her forehead and looked at the huge ship like a tall building in front of her. This was the first time she saw a cruise ship of this size. She asked innocently, "Is it bigger than the Titanic?"

"This is the Queen Mary 2, which was just launched last year. It is nearly 350 meters long, nearly 50 meters wide, and more than 70 meters high. Its displacement is iron, which is three times that of the Titanic,"

The Cantonese translation is Titanic. Lin Ruhan was used to saying it, but thinking about the importance the boss paid to this little girl, she immediately changed it.

"If it were erected, it wouldn't be taller than our two headquarters buildings combined,"

"Oh," Lin Ruhan was suffocated for a moment. Well, it's better to point at a ship and tell it to stand up.

This is really a simple girl.

"Yes, this time, many stars are living up there, enjoying their vacation and watching the Olympics. The Beckhams are up there,"

Lin Ruhan just introduced them all the way. She was really more dedicated than a tour guide. I don't know how she collected so much information in such a short period of time.

In fact, this was not the first time she met Zhang Yan, she had met him once in Dunhuang. It was only this time that she understood the position of this girl in the boss's mind.

The Rolls-Royce sailed past these behemoths on the sea, and finally stopped in front of a graceful yacht with smooth lines.

"This is the yacht we rented,"

"Oh," Zhang Yan walked out of the car door opened by the driver in a daze.

From one seaside to another, they were all seasides, but what she saw in front of her made her feel a little unreal.

She estimated that the yacht was at least twice as long as the hotel lobby and longer than 25 meters. Just by looking at its appearance and berth, you could tell how luxurious it was.

This kind of life is really unreal to her.

The person who greeted her on the boat made her feel a little unreal, "Hi, Zhang Yan,"

Feng Yiping stood on the deck and looked at her with a smile.

What was he wearing? Is that an apron you're wearing?

"Come up," Feng Yiping smiled and waved to her.

Zhang Yan felt even more dizzy, probably not because of his smile, because his back was facing the sun, and the sun was still very dazzling at this moment.

A huge object flew over from the sky, just blocking the sunlight behind Feng Yiping. It was an airship used to patrol and monitor the safety of this area.

Feng Yiping's smile clearly caught Zhang Yan's eyes, gentle and kind, just like the smile on the face of the person watching him from behind that he often felt in his dreams.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to look, lowered his head and stepped onto the ramp at the stern of the ship.

"Thank you Louis, I'll come," Feng Yiping took the suitcase from Louis, "Thank you Ru Han, I can just greet her,"

"Thank you," a somewhat dazed Zhang Yan thanked the two men and followed Feng Yiping into the cabin.

"We rented this in advance and made some adjustments according to our habits. Take a look at the room. It should be well decorated."

As long as he looked at Zhang Yan, Feng Yiping felt happy and kept introducing him.

"It's pretty good." Unlike his enthusiasm, Zhang Yan was a little cold.

The passage is naturally not as wide as the hotel, but from this perspective, the decoration is really several levels higher than that of the hotel.

Feng Yiping opened a hatch and said, "This is the guest room on the ship. You will stay here for the next few days."

Zhang Yan took a look and saw that the room was almost as wide as the ship. It was extremely gorgeous inside, and it didn't have the smell of central air conditioning in a hotel room. It was extremely comfortable.

"You're a little uncomfortable, right? It's jet lag and you haven't come back from it yet. Don't sleep yet. Take a shower first. I'm cooking. I'll pick you up in half an hour, have something to eat, and then have a good sleep."

"Okay." After settling down, Zhang Yan felt empty in his stomach when he heard him mention food.

"See you later,"

Watching the cabin door close, Zhang Yan fell heavily on the bed.

It's strange. Isn't it annoying and angry? Why are you so calm when you see him?

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In the open kitchen, Feng Yiping wore a chef's hat seriously and was busy working on the stainless steel countertop. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw Zhang Yan, whose hair was still a little wet, walked in, "Come on. Yes, I'm going to pick you up,"

"I asked the crew to find me. Are you making noodles with your hands?"

"Yes, why don't you go out and make dumplings and bring home noodles? Besides, eating a bowl of noodles at this time will make your stomach feel better."

Going home? Is this home? Whose home is this? Zhang Yanxin said.

But why do I feel a little warm in my heart?

"Can you do it?" She looked at him doubtfully.

"The craftsmanship is still good,"

"How about I do it?" Zhang Yan was about to wash his hands.

"No, no, it'll be ready soon. There's fruit there. If you're hungry, take a few bites first." Feng Yiping stopped her and started rolling out the dough in a decent manner.

The mixed dough was quickly rolled out into a large piece by him. Not to mention, from Zhang Yan's point of view, he was quite professional.

"Prepare the soup first." Sprinkle some flour on the rolled out surface and turn around to get busy on the stove.

The pots on the stove are all Chinese style and brand new. In fact, they have only been washed and have not been used once.

These pots, including the seasonings, were all prepared by him on the way.

Just like the method in my hometown, I cut the pork and fry it in some oil, cut the tomatoes into small pieces and stir-fry for a few times, then add water to boil.

Then turn around and roll the dough into a long strip, then use a kitchen knife to cut it into small sections, or pieces. Of course, shake that piece out and you will have a long hand-rolled dough.

His cutting speed is not fast, but it is very stable and the thickness is very even.

"Have you ever eaten this kind of noodles? When I was busy at home, I would be too lazy to roll it up and cut it into noodles. I would just use a knife to score it horizontally and vertically, cut it into small squares, and throw it directly into the pot to cook."

"Eat it, grandma cooked it,"

"Others don't even roll it out, they just break the dough into small pieces,"

"I remember eating it too,"

To be honest, Zhang Yan really didn't want to laugh, but looking at the figure busy at the operating table and listening to him talking about the hurried ways to eat noodles at home, a smile appeared on his face unknowingly. come out.

While Feng Yiping was cutting noodles, he kept talking about things at home. He quickly made Zhang Yan forget that she was in a port near the Aegean Sea, and it even made her forget what she had planned to say. .

"How about it, not bad," Feng Yiping shook the cut piece out with some satisfaction, turning it into a long and thin noodle.

"Not very good," Zhang Yan shook his head.

"Okay, maybe it doesn't sell well, but once you taste it, you'll know it's definitely delicious,"

The water was just about to boil. He put a large plate of rolled noodles into it and stirred it with chopsticks from time to time. "When I was in junior high school, I rented a house with Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning. We often did this at that time, but at that time, ten times Eight times it ended up being boiled into lumps,"

Feng Yiping's mouth just can't be idle.

What he is most worried about now is the silence.

Or, give Zhang Yan a chance to say something cold.

Although she doesn't talk much now, she seems to be in a good mood and doesn't look like she wants to say those words. Feng Yiping hopes to last longer.

"What's your impression of Athens?"

"good,"

"Is it different from what you thought? Although they also have a long history, Greeks enjoy life more. Unlike the current atmosphere in China, they only think about catching up in various ways."

"However, its heritage cannot be matched by many places. Athens has more than three thousand years of written history,"

This is a good topic, Feng Yiping thought, we can talk for most of the day on this topic.

"You also like volleyball?" Zhang Yan asked.

"I can only like volleyball," Feng Yiping said. "Table tennis doesn't look intense. Basketball makes us sad. Football makes us despair. The only one that is entertaining and can give us hope and joy is the women's volleyball team. "

"Did you know that former U.S. President George H.W. Bush was also on the cruise ship in front, but he liked softball, as well as the Queen of Spain, the princes of Denmark, the Netherlands, and Monaco, so this area can be said to be the most popular in the entire Aegean Sea region. safe,"

"Underneath this area, there are countless optical cables connected to countless sensors and cameras, and there are also fully armed frogmen swimming underwater," Feng Yiping continued talking about another topic.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Yan finally couldn't help it, "It's done, now."

"Oh," Feng Yiping looked at the color in the pot, "It's almost done."

He turned down the heat, quickly sprinkled the chopped green onions on top, sprinkled a little pepper according to Zhang Yan's taste, and then sprinkled a little salt, tasted the taste with a spoon, and boasted, "Well, you did a good job. Eat here or go upstairs? There is a special viewing platform,"

"That's it, there are so many foreigners up there, it's so silly to watch the two of us eating," Zhang Yan said.

But this is actually not the most important reason.

Although he knew that the scenery on the yacht was more beautiful, Zhang Yan really liked the current atmosphere in the kitchen.

Seeing him busy and nagging like this, Zhang Yan felt particularly relaxed, just like at home.

But where is home?

Really, it's another inexplicable love and enjoyment.

"Okay," Feng Yiping took out two large Chinese bowls and scooped two large bowls, "Whoever finishes first will wash the dishes," he unconsciously said a sentence he often said at the dining table.

Zhang Yan has already eaten, "Well, it really tastes a bit like home,"

"Yeah, if it tastes good, eat more, and this," Feng Yiping brought out a plate of fried peanuts and a plate of lettuce.

"Thank you,"

Zhang Yan really doubted whether the scenery outside the window was a background board? Was he still in China?

The two sat face to face and ate noodles, not talking much. You could hear the sound of slurping noodles and the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl, just like the meal time of a young couple who had lived together for a long time.

Feng Yiping couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yan opposite from time to time. He really felt that this scene was very familiar, just like returning to the past.

Zhang Yan opposite kept her head down. Maybe it was the hot steam of the noodle soup, her face was a little red, and even the tip of her nose was a little red.

A helicopter was buzzing in the sky, and in the restaurant on the yacht, a warm atmosphere was spreading quietly.