Strong pine - Town - my dream!

In the morning I got up early. The dream, or the vision that I saw at night, did not go out of my head. I decided to go to the eye of the needle and visit the tailor Zeya. It is possible that he will have answers to my questions.

In the afternoon, along the narrow streets it was fun to walk. I was able to carefully consider them. It was clear that some buildings had already been rebuilt, but there were those buildings that remember many centuries from the past.

At some point, I saw that my shoelace was untied. I squatted down to tie him up. When I got up, I don't know, maybe I did it too quickly, and it was a rush of blood to my head, but in my eyes it got dark, I lost my balance. I heard the sound of many feet on the pavement and warlike screams. In front of me, I saw, as in a fog, a knight. He stood alone, raising his sword and hiding behind a shield. On the roof of the house stood a knight with a fighting crossbow and a quiver of bolts, next to which stood a third knight with a sword and shield.

I blinked my eyes several times and the vision disappeared. It was a strange vision, but, I came to understand why the streets are so narrow. Three knights could defend the whole street from the hordes of enemies. It was like the tricks of the Spartans during the war with the army of Xerxes.

I stood for a minute, looking around, but the vision did not return. I went on. The street was shorter than it seemed to me yesterday. After the next turn, I buried my nose in the oak door of the tailor’s house.

I rang the brass bell, which, like last time, hung over the door. Behind the door came the sound of a dog barking and footsteps. The door was opened by the tailor's wife. I apologized for the trouble and asked her if I could see her husband.

As it turned out, he left early in the morning for the three-day fair of fabrics and sewing accessories in the neighboring town. Until he sees everything and does not hold everything in his hands, he will not return.

As it turned out, he left early in the morning for the three-day fair of fabrics and sewing accessories in the neighboring town. Until he sees everything and does not hold everything in his hands, he will not return.

I said goodbye and went back. From the grief that the morning had passed in vain, I felt that I was very hungry, I often feel hungry when I have unpleasant feelings. Delicious food always raises my spirits.

I still didn’t know the city well, I didn’t see much of it, and I didn’t know where I could eat. I decided to do what a hunting dog does, trust my sense of smell and smell the wind.

After walking a few hundred meters, my nose felt a very right smell. My brain immediately drew a large plate of grilled meat on itself.

I went to the side where the smell increased.

The road led me to the city park, where there was a small but beautiful lake. Not far from the lake stood a huge railway car. More precisely, it was no longer a wagon, but a fast food restaurant. Inside the car there was a kitchen, and tables under umbrellas were outside.

Above the car stood a huge sign with the inscription - Picnic under a strong pine.

There were no pines nearby, I wondered why the restaurant was so named.

Near the window through which fragrant food was put out stood several people and I got in line

When my turn came, I ordered their signature dish and a glass of mojito. The signature dish was a bun with sausage, it was like a hot dog, but the smell was magical. Having received my mojito, I turned around to sit at the table, but remembered the name of the restaurant and decided to ask the waiter again.

When I asked why the restaurant was called Picnic under a strong pine tree, the man smiled and called someone. I saw only a chef's cap, which appeared on the opposite side of the window. Then, the sound of the furniture being moved was heard and the head and shoulders of a very friendly person appeared in the window, he laughed loudly and merrily. I saw a tear under his eye, he was so sincerely laughing.

Let me introduce! My name is Jingsong. Translated from Chinese, this name means - Strong pine. See how high this window is. This is the only place where I feel high and strong pine, and all of you, little people. He barely restrained laughter.

You are probably the man who came here with his family a couple of days ago? Yes, rumors spread in our city very quickly. You go through the side doors, there we can talk. I am interested in everything about new people, said the little man and ran away somewhere.

This man spoke so quickly that I did not have time to say even one word.

I heard the creaking of a heavy metal door and saw that they were waving to me from the end of the car. I went there, taking with me food and mojito.

I was able to look into the holy of holies of culinary art. The entrance was barred by a table that looked like a bar counter. My new acquaintance crawled under him and waited for me with a smile. Worktops were everywhere. Work was in full swing. I do not know how to say more precisely, everywhere and everything was boiling and boiling and roasting. Cooks, like ants running around the car, or, in the kitchen.

Jingsong - put a large notebook in front of him, took a pen and looked at me inquiringly.

I looked questioningly at him.

He smiled and said that he wanted to know everything about us, first of all, he wants to know our culinary preferences. He cooks not only sausages. He organized home delivery of all favorite dishes for residents of this city.

It was time to smile at me and I started to twist my fingers on my hand and list the names of the dishes that my new friend might not know.

He wrote everything down with a knowing look and did not ask me anything. He looked like a little boy with a mustache and beard. One wrinkle on the forehead said that this man was about forty years old, but if you hide her under a hat, for more than eighteen years it was difficult to give this man.

He finished writing, paused and asked me a question that I did not expect to hear.

Are you a treasure hunter?

I did not understand - I said. What do you have in mind? What are the treasures?

Jingsong wanted to transfer the conversation to another channel, began to look at his watch, but, here I decided to attack.

What treasures are you talking about? I hear about this for the first time.

The chef yawned, smiled, well, well, well, I myself am guilty.
Have you heard the story of the founding of this city? He asked.

I was silent and looked at him inquiringly.

So, the knights who made the crusade built this city. They sailed here on a ship that was full of treasure. They decided to build a city here, but first they wanted to bring their families here. Before going on a long hike, they decided to hide the treasure. It was entrusted to do two knights, named William and Sebastian. A map was drawn on which the place where the treasure was buried was marked.

The doctor gave William and Sebastian a potion to drink, which completely eliminated the memory of the previous two days. No one could single-handedly seize wealth. The map was torn apart into forty pieces, just as many knights arrived on this shore. Each part of the card was rolled up and sealed with sealing wax. All parts of the map were shuffled and distributed to the knights. Each of them took with him part of the path to wealth.

A few years later they all returned here.

Then I forgot about my mojito and remembered the night vision.

The cook kept saying something, but I did not hear him. The events of last night immersed my thoughts.

I felt that someone was pulling me by the sleeve. I woke up from my thoughts.

You say that everything is back - I asked.

Why then do people keep searching for treasure?

Everyone returned, but, not all returned, said Jingsong

No one saw William and Sebastian anymore. They are completely gone. And along with them, the two parts of the map are missing.

Many treasure hunters come here. This is illegal, they are poachers. only the heirs of the knights have the right to these treasures. So spelled out by the general meeting of our ancestors in the monifest, which is stored in our city hall.

These treasure hunters do a lot of damage to nature, they destroy nature reserves with their mining equipment.

Then he smiled again. One person from this was in a big plus, this is me!

He pointed to the car in which the kitchen was located.

This is all due to losers - miners. He laughed.

I have not seen railroad rails here. How did this car get here? I asked again.

It was as you see, and not like a descendant of a knight-crusader. Said Jingsong.
Our family lives in this city for only twenty years. My father decided to leave China and go in search of a better life. One day, he and our entire family, snuck on a huge ship, it was carrying containers by sea. We hid in one of them. We were swimming, one day, we were discovered by a dog that belonged to one of the sailors. All raised in alarm. As it turned out, this ship was carrying a contraband and they didn’t want problems with the police and the coastal service.

We were put in a life raft, given water and provisions, and sailed. Fortunately, the shore was close. our raft washed ashore near the lighthouse. We wanted to hide, but the caretaker of the sink, his name is Jake, already called the police and we were detained.

For a long time the city council decided what to do with us. They understood that we had nowhere to go. And to return us to China was very expensive.

The mayor of the city, he is a good man, prepared a decree, that anyone who suffered a karabруraslushie near the borders of their city, if desired, can become a citizen of the city and receive temporary housing.

We were given a plot of land, but we did not have the funds to build a house. We lived on the lighthouse and helped Jake.

Once, at night, there was a strong thunderstorm. Lightning hit the transformer and the light disappeared throughout the city.

One fine moment, there was a strong hum, everyone decided that it was a tornado and hid in the basements of houses. It was scary.

The next day, a neighbor boy ran up to us and called us, he said that he had a surprise for us.

We ran after him. He led us to our plot of land. We did not recognize him. On our land stood this huge carriage. There was a lot of mining equipment in the car. That noise we heard at night was a huge cargo helicopter carrying this carriage on the ropes.

At night, they made a wrong place.

Our mayor was very concerned about the cleanliness of the city and was an economical person. He issued a decree stating that all the garbage that is on private land is the property of the landowner and that he himself must dispose of it.

So I became the owner of this car. Over time, I made a restaurant out of it, but, I will tell you about it another time.

I forgot to tell you, I can keep secrets! Everybody knows it. Everyone comes to my restaurant and tell me their secrets. They know that I am the best repository of secrets! I know so many secrets that sometimes I can get confused and tell you the wrong secret I wanted.

Jingsong looked over his shoulder, we were closely watched by one of the restran employees. He was far away, but he seemed to hear our every word.

My friend, there are ears around here, there is a lot of things that I can tell you about, but it would be better to do this over a cup of coffee in a quiet and peaceful place.

I just finished my mojito, thanked my new friend for the hospitality and for the informative talk. I did not expect to learn so much new things. My sandwich, or bun with sausage completely cooled and I gave them to the dog, which was lying under the car, in the shade. I'll try this dish hot.

To be continued. I hope so.

I hope you are not tired of reading the continuation of my adventures.

If you look closely at the illustration, you will understand that I did not have a general idea for its creation. I started to draw one thing, then add something else. In some places the perspective is distorted. I apologize to those who piously honor the laws of perspective. But. I was interested to show more details, but the prospect could steal it from me, I had to choose, I made my choice.

I draw on an A5 sheet using a simple ballpoint pen, which can be bought in any department of stationery for a couple of cents.

I do not make sketches, I have no margin for error. My mistakes are visible immediately.

This illustration is a continuation of a series of illustrations to the story that I invent when I draw.

To understand the general story, you can follow the links and find out how it all began.

Town - my dream!
Fish day on the pier - Town - my dream!
Photo for memory - Town - my dream!
Reconnaissance - Town - my dream!
Eye of a needle - Town - my dream!
The rescue - Town - my dream!

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