Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 435 Chinese Snake Wine
When it was almost dinner time, they finished their visit and were ready to go out for dinner.

As usual, I still took a taxi. This time the taxi driver was a fat black woman. Cheng Xinxin was shocked when she saw her, fearing that she would blow up the taxi.

However, she remembered her father's words, don't make noise outside, so she didn't say anything, just looked at the fat woman worriedly.

Hearing Bai Qian said that she was looking for a place to have dinner, the fat woman looked at their complexion and guessed that they were Chinese, so she took them to a place that Chinese people love to go.

It is said that there are many Chinese people gathering there, and they should be able to find something they like to eat there.

Cheng He expressed his relief that he urgently needs Chinese food to save his stomach.

When I got to the place, I found that the rest of the place is not a place that purely Chinese people like to come to.Although it is very lively here, there are also dragons and snakes mixed together, there are people of all skin colors, and there are also people in all kinds of dresses.

But when it comes to the mix of dragons and snakes, it is not the kind of chaos in the gangster (harmonious) gangs in American movies, but a place where various street arts are mixed.

It’s evening now, but the popularity has become more and more popular. There are white people with yellow hair dyed, braided into the sky, dressed in fancy clothes and playing drums;

A small band composed of black people is humming a classic song from the last century, with a good voice;
There are also people of yellow race who paint with special brushes...

It is said to be a special pen, but in fact it should not be called a pen. It is a thing like a straw. It absorbs a little paint and sprays it on the drawing paper. At first it looks messy, but after a long time, the painting can be seen. A very beautiful landscape painting.

There are lakes, sunsets, boats, couples dancing, birds and trees in the painting, which are lifelike and extremely vivid.

All the people watching were stunned by this magical turning point, applauding and applauding enthusiastically.

This is probably the American street art that is often heard.

In these places where dragons and snakes are mixed, there are also many local Americans standing around, watching carefully, and seeing that they think it is good, they seriously throw money into the boxes next to these performers, 100 yuan is not too much, ten cents Not too little money.

And those performers will not feel that they are beggars when they accept other people's rewards, because this is their income from labor, and they don't feel ashamed.

Where there are a lot of people, there are naturally many restaurants, bars, etc. Basically, restaurants with flavors from all over the world can be found here, both expensive and cheap.

Cheng He's family strolled slowly around this street, and found it very interesting.

This is truly exotic.

After looking for a while, Cheng He found a restaurant with the name written in Chinese, and took his wife and children in to have a look.No matter how beautiful the street art is, you have to fill your stomach first.

This place is different from our own country. They don't know the customs, so it's better to follow the plan.If you miss the meal, where will you eat when it gets dark?
Moreover, they are not close to where they live, so they have to go back quickly after eating.With his wife and children, safety should be the first priority. He didn't want to take them on any adventure.

When I entered the store, I found that the furnishings were much more friendly. The dining tables and chairs with wooden tables and long stools, and the tables were filled with bowls, chopsticks and spoons, which looked very comfortable.

However, the customers here are almost all foreigners, with all skin colors, and one or two customers with yellow skin can also be seen.

However, when the other party saw Cheng He's family, they didn't mean to greet each other, and Cheng He didn't come up to talk.

A few decades ago, when people went out to work in other provinces, if they heard a stranger with their own dialect, they might come forward to say hello with tears in their eyes; but now the times are different, and it is too common to meet someone from their own country. , no one takes it seriously.

After Cheng He and the others went in, they sat down at an empty table. Not long after, a young man who spoke Chinese ran over to order food for them.

Well, this kind of service still makes people get used to it.

The menu is basically all Cantonese cuisine, but common dishes can also be seen here, such as fish with pickled cabbage, husband and wife lung slices, chicken stewed mushrooms, and so on. They may also want to attract more customers.

After a brief chat with the young man, they waited slowly after ordering.

There is a mix of dragons and snakes here, so they don't have to be too cautious. It's not like eating at noon. Always remember that this is a formal western restaurant, and they must pay attention to quality, and they must not embarrass the motherland, and they must not lose face outside. of.

As for saying "Si Mi Ma Se" and "Give Hamida the best" to others after losing face, it's just a joke, and it's not a good thing at all.

While waiting for a meal, watching these people of all kinds come in and out of the store is also very strange, a bit like a time-traveling feeling.

Maybe you'll get used to it.

Cheng Xinxin sat on her father's lap, rolling her eyes, full of curiosity.

Then a few foreigners came into the store. Judging from their appearance, one of them seemed to be a regular customer, and the rest were new customers.

The old customer was chattering to his friends, most likely talking about the store.

They also took their seats quickly, and they happened to be at the next table with Cheng He.

When he was seated, someone touched the corner of Cheng He's clothes a little, and then said "sorry" to him very politely, and Cheng He replied with a smile that it's okay.

And after they were seated, the old customer continued to talk, and when he talked about something funny, several people also roared with laughter, as if they were very happy to hear it.

Bai Qian couldn't help but said, "Actually, it's very interesting to open a store here!"

Cheng He asked her: "What's the point? You still want to open a restaurant and cook here? It's not easy to earn money."

Bai Qian shook her head and said, "I just think it's very interesting to have customers from all over the world here."

Cheng Xinxin whispered to Bai Qian, "Look, Mom, that kid's hair is like that..."

The little girl pointed to a little black girl and said.

Of course, in fact, she doesn't have to keep her voice low, and others can't understand her loudly.However, now that she is still abroad, the little girl is subconsciously cautious.

The little black girl's hair was in small tufts, so black that only the whites of her eyes could be seen, and she couldn't even see her teeth if she didn't open her mouth.

Cheng Xinxin looked at others with pity, as if she felt that others were so dark that she was very pitiful.

Cheng He wanted to scare her, "If you go out to play in the sun again, you will get so tanned, see what you do", but after thinking about it, it's not appropriate to say that, so he didn't make a sound.

The first dish they served was fish with pickled cabbage.

Cheng He felt that in such a restaurant, ordering these common dishes was at least somewhat guaranteed, and the chef would not be unable to cook them.

The dishes are too difficult, and in a foreign country, it is estimated that it will have to be changed.

Cheng Xinxin took the chopsticks and ate the first piece of fish, while Cheng He nagged beside him: "Be careful of the scalding, be careful of the fish bones, you have to spit them out..."

After she took a bite, she asked again: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Cheng Xinxin shook her head and said, "It's not as delicious as Dad's cooking."

Cheng He smiled, rubbed her forehead, and said very proudly: "That is, can the food cooked by anyone be compared with your dad?"

Then he said: "However, we are outside now, let's eat whatever we have."

Such restaurants opened abroad, even Chinese food, have been improved to cater to the tastes of foreigners, so it is normal for them not to be used to it.

After eating a few mouthfuls, the table next door was also served. It was a squid on a iron plate. The oil was tumbling and splashing everywhere, but it was lively.

The origin of teppanyaki is not in China. Maybe they want to find some psychological comfort when ordering like this?You can not only eat familiar cooking methods, but also taste Chinese food.

They are not used to holding chopsticks, and it is difficult to pick them up. After trying for a long time, they had to use chopsticks to assist them, pick them into the spoon, and then eat with the spoon.

Cheng Xinxin said happily, "Father, you can see that I can use chopsticks."

The waiter who served them didn't leave. After watching them taste it, he asked them enthusiastically how they felt, whether it suits their taste, and so on.

And these foreigners are also more reserved in their speech, no matter whether they are used to eating or not, they are very happy to praise at this time.In their food culture, it is polite to praise others' cooking skills.

The waiter was very happy to hear that, and then sold them another wine and asked them if they wanted to try it.

The foreigner who was talking about it earlier happily asked for wine, and urged him to serve the wine quickly, so that everyone at this table could try it.

The waiter turned around, slipped into the storage room at the back, and came out with a glass jar. Even Bai Qian took a breath in fright when she saw it.

The glass jar was not small, it was the ten-liter kind, and a thick cobra was soaked in it, which took up almost one-third of the jar's space.

The snake was so lifelike that it looked like it could come out to bite people, so when the glass jar was placed on the table over there, the foreigners on the table stood up in fright and took a step back.

Before the waiter opened his mouth, the foreigner who had been boasting before told them that this wine is very good, not bad, and he must try it.The purpose of coming to this store is to taste this wine, and so on.

With the protection of the locals, the foreigners sat back again, but all of them were terrified and couldn't believe it.

The waiter enthusiastically sold it to them: "Chinese snake wine, very good, only ten yuan a glass, would you like to try it?"

Cheng He was taken aback, is this wine sold by the glass?awesome.

However, the waiters tried their best to sell, but these foreigners still didn't dare to shake their heads like rattles.

No, the cobra in the glass jar looks like it's alive, and it's as thick as a child's arm. It's scary to look at.

(End of this chapter)