you! Guys! Absolutely! Correct! guess! Do not! To! I! band! Up! What! What! Hahahahahahahaha, I still remember the unbelievable expression of the young lady at customs security. Since it is my first time to go abroad, I am a typical Chinese stomacher. So in my suitcase, there are not only changed clothes, quilts, sheets, quilts and daily necessities. I also brought light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, star anise, aniseed, pepper, bay leaves, cumin, dried red pepper and other condiments. In addition to the above, the most weird thing is that I brought 10 packets of salt! That’s right, it’s salt! [Covers face] Why should I bring salt? Because the country I want to study in is Italy, and my mother happened to have a colleague, and her daughter went to Italy two months earlier than me. She told her mother that Italian salt is the kind of coarse sea salt with very large grains, and there is no fine salt that we eat in daily life. So her mother relayed these words to my mother out of kindness. Of course, we didn’t believe it when we first heard about it. But just in case, my mother bought 10 bags of salt for me. But when I packed my suitcase, I found out that I was carrying too many things. Only a small part of the 10 bags of salt can be stuffed into the suitcase, and the rest can only be packed in a backpack and carried on the plane. So here is the next scene: when my backpack passed the security check, the young lady at the security check quickly noticed the suspicious white crystal item in my backpack. She asked me to open the backpack and check it. I opened the backpack obediently, and the young lady at the security check began to take it out the same way: one bag of salt, two bags of salt, three bags of salt, four bags of salt… (Miss security check’s expression gradually distorted…) Finally all I’m finished, eight bags of salt! The young lady at the security check checked the seal as usual, smelled the odor again, and then asked me: Are you the salt you brought? I nodded: yes. Miss security check: What are you doing with so much salt? Which country are you going to? Me: I go to Italy. Miss security check: Is there no salt in Italy? Me: I don’t know either. I heard that there are all kinds of sea salt in Italy. Without this kind of refined salt, I thought about it just in case, so I brought it. At this moment I heard ruthless ridicule from others around me. The young lady at the security check also looked at me with an incredulous expression, silent and silent. Then said: Then you can put things in. I silently filled all my salt and went in. On the second day in Italy, my friends and I met to go shopping in the supermarket. In the supermarket, I saw Italian salt. There are three types of Italian salt: the first is coarse, large-grained sea salt. The second type is salt that is smaller than sea salt and larger than refined salt. The third type is the refined salt we eat in our daily lives. I looked at the salt, and there were 10,000 grass-mud horses rushing past… and my classmate happened to pass by, and she saw the expression that was difficult to say when I looked at the salt. She sighed, patted my shoulder sympathetically, and said: It’s good, at least you don’t need to buy salt. You can eat it slowly. Me: Later, I gave salt whenever I met. When others meet to give chocolate, I give salt. Before others leave, I will give a souvenir, and I will give salt. When someone comes to the house as a guest to deliver desserts, I deliver salt. When I catch someone, I ask: Hey? Are you short of salt? Others: You just lack the heart. Me: No, it’s salt! Eat the salt! Come and come, give you a bag of salt, take it back and eat it slowly. Others: In the end, only 5 bags of the 10 bags of salt were sent by me. I ate it for 4 years before I finished it. [Cover your face] This is not over yet. A week after I arrived in Italy, my friends asked me to go shopping in a nearby big city. In that big city, we found a Chinese supermarket. In Chinese supermarkets, there are all kinds of soy sauce and old soy sauce, star anise aniseed, and various condiments and condiments. When my classmate saw me looking at soy sauce and dark soy sauce, that faint expression of resentment. She sighed again, patted me on the shoulder and said: It’s good, at least you don’t need to buy it, you can eat it slowly. Me: Besides, when I was in China. The aunt also told my mother that her daughter told her that the Italian aunt’s towel is not easy to use and very expensive. My mother immediately took me to the supermarket and bought me 50 packs of aunt’s towels. When we checked out, the young ladies who lined up at the back came over and asked me: Is this auntie’s towel on sale? I’m not. [Cover your face] As a result, I found out after I arrived in Italy that Italian aunt towels are not only inexpensive and cheap, but they are also the same as Chinese aunts. They have mesh and cotton surfaces and are very comfortable. They are the same as Chinese aunts’ towels. There is no difference at all. So when I was standing in the aunt’s towel section of an Italian supermarket again, looking at the aunt’s towel with an angry expression. My classmates saw my expression again. She sighed and patted my shoulder. When she was about to speak, she realized that I was looking at her. She patted my shoulder again and walked away without saying anything. By coincidence, another classmate saw it at this time, and she ran over with a look of gossip. Ask me: What’s the matter with you? I didn’t answer her, but silently turned my angry eyes back to the aunt’s towel. She looked at me, looked at the aunt’s towel, looked at me, and looked at the aunt’s towel, and then she had a clear expression. She patted me on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone: It’s okay, at least you don’t have to buy it anymore, you can use it slowly. Me: (I can’t escape, right?! Why are you everywhere!) Finally, from my personal experience, I tell everyone: Don’t be too credulous in what others say!