Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 471 Chinatown Chef

"Of course!"

"They were founded in 66."

Zhen Qianbao gave Gu Weijun a brief introduction to the "Black Panther" organization, "And these people have special admiration and reverence for Mr. Mao. Oh, dear, I should have told you earlier, but We spend too little time together.”

"It's my fault!" Gu Weijun hugged Zhen Qianbao into his arms again, "But won't we spend more and more time together now?"

"Well," Zhen Xibao put her head against Gu Weijun's heart, feeling his violent heartbeat, and remembered what Taylor had been teaching her recently about having children: "Such an excellent man, you didn't even think of giving him a child. ? Oh my god?”

"Don't you think this is a huge loss?"

Facing her best friend, Jean Seberg also expressed her concerns: "Taylor, it's not that I haven't thought about it, but Gu and I have been together less and more apart. I don't have to get married before I am willing to have children."

"It's just that I feel that the love between me and Gu does not need to be measured by a child. Besides, if the father is not around after giving birth to a child, it will not be good for the child's growth. It is missing."

"Oh my god, are you still an American? Did you go to France to film a movie and your brain was damaged?" Taylor was shocked, "No, the French are more particular about freedom of love, and they won't get together because of some bullshit. Why don’t you have children because of your divorce?”

"Besides, Gu is not dead? You can take your child to see him at any time?"

"Besides, are there still fewer single mothers in the United States?"

Thinking of this, Zhen Qianbao finally made up her mind and looked up at Gu Weijun's handsome face, "My dear, can we have a child together?"

"Why not?" Gu Weijun lowered his head, their lips and teeth met, and after a long separation, he pulled out a thread, "I know that you have always been worried, so I have been waiting for you."

"Well, it was Taylor who opened my heart! The love between us would not be complete without a child."

"What are you waiting for?"

As the clothes of the two people continued to slip off, blood-thrilling sounds rang out in the super spacious living room. After a long time, accompanied by the roars of men and women, the living room finally fell into silence.

"Oh my gosh, it's so late? No wonder I'm so hungry already?"

"Jen, it's not like you don't know about my physical strength? Do you have eggs and bacon in the refrigerator at home? I'll make you a sandwich first to fill your belly, and then we go out to eat."

"Thank you, honey, you're so kind."

Soon, Gu Weijun made two sandwiches, and Zhen Qianbao also changed into home clothes and went to the restaurant. She was really hungry. She ate the entire sandwich in a few mouthfuls, and drank a large glass of lemonade. .

“Hey, that’s delicious!”

"Haha, that's because you're hungry. Come on, let's go to Chinatown for dinner. I'll take you there and let the boss cook it according to traditional Chinese tastes. Don't make it too oily and sweet."

New York's Chinatown is located in the Southern District of Manhattan. It's a short drive away. After Chinatown, you'll find Wall Street, the world-famous financial district.
This is Gu Weijun's first visit to Chinatown in the United States. Other colleagues stationed abroad come frequently for United Front work.

However, due to the thinking of later generations and the influence of a few Chinese-Americans who had climbed to the top of the US empire, Gu Weijun had never had a good impression of Chinatown.

Especially the second generation, which originally received the patriotic education of American imperialism, has become banana people with yellow skin and white hearts. They have all become completely American imperialists.

It should be said realistically that the group with the most hostility toward China may be this group. During the Anti-Japanese War, the patriotism of the first generation of Chinese in Chinatown had long since disappeared.
Walking in Chinatown is similar to the old towns of Shanghai and Guangzhou, but more lively. The shop signs on the street are densely packed and well-proportioned. At least 1/3 or half of several streets are restaurants, or they sell fruits and groceries. Well, there are also numerous Chinese medicine stores.

"Shanghai people," Gu Weijun looked at a Chinatown family hanging a plaque along the street that read "Shanghai people". He read it out word by word, turned around and said to Jane Qianbao with a smile: "I'm worried that you won't be able to taste other cuisines, but Shanghai The dish is influenced by Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and the red sauce is rich in oil and contains a lot of sugar.”

"I guess it will suit your taste."

It is probably due to the long-term cultural influence of us Chinese. Regardless of whether you know how to cook or not, the first choice for those with money when they go abroad is to open a restaurant, while those without money just wash dishes.
Aren’t there many big shots in future generations who say they wash dishes in the United States while studying abroad? Don’t know if it’s true or not?
The only thing that dissatisfied Gu Weijun was the sanitary environment. Why were there all kinds of drink bottles and paper towels on the floor? Didn't they hire more cleaners?

"Hello," Gu Weijun said as soon as he entered the restaurant with Zhen Qianbao on his arm. The waiter greeted him. When he saw this rare pair, he spoke in English.

"Can you speak Chinese and Mandarin?" Gu Weijun looked around the restaurant. The environment was not bad. There were square tables for four people around the hall and two large round tables for 2-8 people in the center. They were also separated by 10-meter-high railings. .

As soon as Gu Weijun spoke Mandarin with a clear accent, the waiter was stunned. With such a foreign attitude, he thought he was a second-generation immigrant from a wealthy family.

"Allah."

Upon hearing the waiter's talkative effort, Gu Weijun frowned slightly and waved his hand, "Okay, don't tell me the name of the dish."

"Longjing shrimps, squirrel mandarin fish, fried eel shreds, and Caotou rings. These four dishes will be served first, and rice will be the main dish."

"By the way, tell the chef to follow the domestic rules when cooking the food. Don't do what the American emperor does, it's sticky and can kill someone if you lick it, otherwise I won't pay!"

"By the way, the Longjing tea comes first, so you can charge more, but give me something good, the one before dawn, the best before the rain."

Then Gu Weijun took Zhen Xibao to find a table for four and sat down. Seeing that the waiter hadn't moved yet, Gu Weijun raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Can't you understand Mandarin?"

The waiter showed a wry smile and said, "Sir, we didn't cook the dishes you ordered well. We in the kitchen were not professional cooks before. We all came here to make fresh changes and learned while cooking."

"Ah?" Gu Weijun was surprised. After thinking about it, he took off his jacket and unbuttoned his cuffs, "That's it, do you have all the materials?"

"It's available everywhere."

"Okay!" Gu Weijun rolled up the sleeves of his shirt twice and smiled at Zhen Qianbao, "I will cook today and let you have a taste of my cooking!"

Jane Xibao held her chin with both hands, showing an expectant expression, and her voice was sweet and greasy, "My dear, I am really so happy."

Gu Weijun asked the waiter to take him to the kitchen. After putting on an apron, he acted as a chef and directed the people in the kitchen to help. Then he personally bled the mandarin fish, changed the knife, wrapped it in flour, put it in the pan, and then cooked it. After pouring some sweet and sour sauce, the sweet squirrel mandarin fish is ready.

He also cooked several other dishes very quickly and finished them in a short time. He asked the waiter to help and brought them out.

"Honey, try it."

"Well, it's so delicious!" Zhen Qianbao took a bite of Song Su Mandarin Fish, and her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons.

During the meal, Gu Weijun told Zhen Qianbao that Heige Seth had invited him to give a lecture.

(End of this chapter)