Global Food Tour

Chapter 92 Blame Uncle! (Please help!)
"Heh, it's finally finished. After visiting the church and having a big meal, go to the second crab restaurant recommended by the boss?" Zhang Feng asked in an inquiring tone.

"Listen to you!"

"it is good!"

Stepping on the green brick street, the two walked towards the church while it was not too hot.

After passing a simple library, a Gothic-style church appeared in the eyes of the two, with red tiles, mottled walls with earthy yellow as the main color, and white window lattices.

"Aren't you going to start a live broadcast?" Zhang Ting turned around and asked.

Zhang Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "No, it's a bit awkward to play live, and I don't dare to play too much."

"That's it."

"Let's go...go in and have a look." Zhang Feng took the lead and walked towards the church. After entering the church gate, he saw a sign introducing the church beside him, so Zhang Feng stopped to look at it.

"Zhang Feng, what are you doing?" Zhang Ting, who walked to the front, asked.

"It's okay, you go in first, I'll come later."

"okay."

"Well... the Anglican Church, the Anglican Church was built in 1868, and it was built in 1871 and has been in use until today. It is a Gothic church.

In order to adapt to the local monsoon climate, the main building of the church is designed in the shape of a cross, built with stone inlays and carved wood to strengthen the strength of the building. "

"There's still so much knowledge..." Zhang Feng couldn't help looking up and looking around, his impression of architecture stopped at the unified planning house after the demolition of his family.

"Not bad, it has gone through ups and downs for more than 100 years, and it is now a landmark building in the Galle Fort." After reading the main part, Zhang Feng has a preliminary understanding of this church.

With a thought of exploring the mystery, Zhang Feng walked towards the interior of the church. Logically speaking, this is the first time he has seriously entered a western church. The previous few times he went to Buddhism, which is unique to the Indian Ocean and has a lot of rules. temple.

The originally brisk pace was slowed down by Zhang Feng, and he began to walk into the church with a respectful attitude, not to mention belief or anything, just out of respect.

As soon as I entered the church, there was a slight prayer sound. Looking up, I saw an old man praying, and some tourists were strolling around, but they all tried not to make a sound.

After walking a few steps forward, Zhang Feng stood at the same spot and looked around. There were colored glass mosaic windows all around, depicting many stories from the Bible, and the pictures were very quiet and moving.

Zhang Feng didn't know what his belief was, but at this moment, he planned to believe in Jesus, imitating the movements of the praying person, closing his eyes and praying to Jesus for a minute.

"Forget it, Brother Xinchun..." Zhang Feng couldn't help but shook his head, belief in such things is too illusory.

Without seeing Zhang Ting at a glance, Zhang Feng sat on the bench engraved with Jewish stars, and the sanctuary on one side was made of Burmese teak.

The church is a bit dark, it seems to be intentional to add a sense of mystery, Zhang Feng didn't know what to do, looked around, searching for things that interested him, after a while, Zhang Ting came out of the dark, with a smile on his face. With joy.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng waved his hand, indicating that he was here.

"Aren't you going to look behind?" Zhang Ting asked in a low voice.

Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "It seems that I don't have this desire, let's go to the restaurant?"

"it is good."

After leaving the church and turning a corner, you can see the Dutch Church, also known as the Dutch Reformed Church, which was first built in 1640 and was originally a Portuguese convent.The Dutch built it between 1752 and 1755 and remodeled it into its current Baroque style. It was donated by the Dutch commander Casparus de Jong and his wife to express their gratitude for the birth of their first child.

The exterior of the church is white, with beautiful outlines, and a simple courtyard surrounds a main hall.There are not many ornate decorations inside the main hall, only some stained glass mosaic windows with simple patterns, and a huge wooden canopy protruding above the pulpit at the front left of the church.

The benches were really crude, so Zhang Feng and Zhang Ting didn't stay too long, took a look and left directly.

"Ah!" Zhang Feng exclaimed, stepped back hastily, and rubbed his forehead.

At a corner, maybe walking in a hurry, Zhang Feng and a middle-aged uncle bumped into each other, and they both said sorry to each other at the same time, but Zhang Feng spoke in English, the uncle said sorry first, and then changed his mouth and said in broken English : "Sorry!"

"Um, uncle, you are also from Huaxia." Zhang Feng switched to Mandarin, and the two sides formally looked at each other.

"Yes, you are too. I'm sorry, Uncle, I was looking for the nearest crab restaurant, and I looked at the map too seriously, so I bumped into you, didn't you get hurt?" The uncle apologized with a smile.

Zhang Feng was a little surprised, shouldn't he apologize on his own initiative, but since someone apologized, the matter was quickly resolved.

During the conversation, Zhang Feng knew that the whole uncle was from Shanghai, and his name was Wang Jian, because one day he read an article about the introduction of "What is the meaning of travel?" " article, it took half a year to hand over billions of property under his name to his own son, and then he came out with a bag on his back!
"Uncle, you are also decisive. We are also going to that restaurant. Why don't we continue chatting together?" Zhang Feng invited.

"Okay! I like working with young people the most!" The smile on Wang Jian's face became wider, and just like that, the three of them walked towards the restaurant.

"...Xiao Zhang, you are so powerful that you actually plan to travel around the world. Why don't you bring uncle with you? Uncle is purely illiterate in English. If you didn't rely on the APP and do your homework in advance, you wouldn't be able to get here." Wang Jian said a little said with emotion.

Zhang Feng's little heart was stimulated a bit, taking an uncle to travel with him?What a joke, and hastily refused: "Uncle, you have said that you like to travel independently, and you have to travel alone. I will recommend some travel methods with poor English..."

Zhang Ting watched the two big men talking one by one and listening to the other, but couldn't get in the mouth, so she could only quietly watch the uncle Wang Jian's continuous praise of Zhang Feng.

"...It turns out that you only went abroad after visiting the country. I really envy you young people. When I was your age, I lived that life..." Wang Jian said, recalling the past.

"...I remember a riddle in Modu dialect when I was young. The face of the riddle was "Blind man washes the bath", and the name of a country was answered as "Sri Lanka". unique perception.

After taking a geography class in middle school, I realized that this country belongs to Asia, an island country next to India, and that's all.

Later, when I learned about the Tigers and Tigers, the impression that was engraved in my mind was that this country was not safe and I could not go there.

It has been a few years since this country began to appear in my ears and eyes.My up-and-coming son can also take over, plus the article that made me cry all night, so the wish to bring my dead wife came out! "

Wang Jian said that the corners of his eyes were red, and he poured a cup of black tea hard, but he didn't feel satisfied, so he asked Zhang Feng to help him order a few bottles of good wine.

"Come on, let's have a toast!" Wang Jian no longer cared about his age, as he said, he would be 40 years younger after escaping from the breathless magic city!
(End of this chapter)