There is a French restaurant next to the Villepinte market. In the early years, the business was very bleak. Later, it was changed to selling soy milk and fried dough sticks, and the business gradually became prosperous. Caleb Ji was sitting on the leather sofa, admiring the flower candlesticks on the table, eating fried dough sticks and pickles... His appetite was as complex as his mood.
Grayson Ding said: "During the period of invasion, there was a hotel here opened by the French, which was called the Villepinte Hotel. Later, the name of the stock market was not changed, and the business was good. Many foreigners came here to trade, and there were the most foreign goods. As for this A few years ago, the owner of this restaurant was changed, and nothing was changed, except that it became a Chinese restaurant. "
Caleb Ji listened quietly to popular science, drank a bowl of soy milk, and then left with Grayson Ding with what little savings he had left. There are many customers coming and going in the market. In addition to those selling materials, there are also many finished product shops, which are worth a visit.
Caleb Ji stopped in front of a display window and was attracted by the exquisite handicrafts inside. "Brother, are these foreign antiques?" he asked, turning his face, "or are they imitations?"
Grayson Ding said: "It's a replica, but the workmanship and materials are good."
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