The town of Buñol, Valencia.
When Yan An and Shan Yi arrived, the scorching sun was hanging on the top of their skulls, and the sun was pouring out without hesitation. Today is a perfect day.
At this time, eleven o"clock is approaching, and the streets are peaceful and comfortable, revealing the leisure and tranquility of noon.
Yan An and Shan Yi got off the ding ding car in the town, and Yan An immediately raised a smile.
Yan An: "Do you smell it? The smell of fresh tomatoes."
Indeed, the empty air is filled with a fresh and sweet taste, like a ripe tomato cut open and overflowing with juice.
The Tomato Festival in Valencia is well-known both at home and abroad. Shan Yi has heard of it, but never participated in it. At this time, he opened his mouth and said, "I remember that the To
