Not to mention the fatigue of the boat on the road, it was already about 9 o'clock in the morning when Liu Jianming arrived in New York.

Yesterday I only ate a small piece of pizza for dinner, and I didn't run out of water for more than ten hours, and now I can't help but feel hungry and thirsty.

After paying and getting out of the car, and after the taxi drove along the wide road, Liu Jianming began to look for a restaurant on the side of the road to meet his primary physiological needs.

After searching the busy streets of New York for a short time, I found a rare Chinese restaurant at the intersection ahead.

"I didn't expect there to be a Chinese restaurant in New York, it's really good!"

Liu Jianming was very happy in his heart, he was a human being in two lives, he had eaten Chinese food for decades, and he always felt very uncomfortable about what pizza, hamburger, beef, and knives and forks he used, just like playing the king pesticide and then playing League of Legends.

Liu Jianming walked towards the restaurant with the sign of "Four Seas Restaurant".

Walking into the Chinese restaurant, my eyes swept around.

Although the interior of the restaurant is not big, it is fully equipped, the tables and chairs are arranged in a staggered manner, more than half of the guests are eating at more than 20 tables, and the restaurant is filled with an attractive fragrance of green onions, and the business is indescribably good.

Liu Jianming casually picked an empty seat and sat down.

Immediately, an oriental beautiful girl came over, beautiful girl with curly hair, wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and a light-colored apron, she came to Liu Jianming's side, bent down and asked politely in not very skilled English: "May I ask what Mr. wants to eat?" And with a menu attached.

Although Liu Jianming is also an oriental face, there are so many countries in Asia, and it is really difficult to accurately guess the nationality of the other party on the side of the US imperialists just by their appearance, so they can only use English in communication.

Liu Jianming saw that she was also an Oriental, and she spoke English with a combination of Chinese and Western flavors, and soon knew that this curly-haired girl must be a Chinese.

Liu Jianming scanned the menu, and then said to the curly-haired girl in Chinese: "Just a Yangzhou fried rice, plus a tomato egg soup." ”

"Huh? Sir, you are also a Chinese?! Listening to the accent, you seem to be from Hong Kong Island too?! After hearing Liu Jianming's Chinese pronunciation, the curly-haired beautiful girl was overjoyed, it is really not easy to meet fellow countrymen in a foreign country, and the kind of intimacy cannot be described in words.

Liu Jianming smiled and nodded, acknowledging his identity as a Hong Kong citizen, and then jokingly said to her: "Miss, you have to wait for me to finish eating, right?" I'm hungry now, and you're embarrassed to let me talk to you hungry, right? ”

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll take the menu to the back now, you wait a minute......"

The curly-haired girl scratched her hair embarrassedly.

Immediately took the menu to the kitchen, the kitchen was filled with the smell of stir-fried food, and two men were in charge, one in his mid-thirties with a middle hair, and the other in his early forties, wearing a pair of glasses under a bottle.

When the curly-haired girl came in, the man with the middle part of the hair was stir-frying, and he was playing with a big pot in his hand.

The curly-haired girl came to the side of the middle-headed man and said to him with a smile: "Brother Jian, a fellow came to our restaurant today, an authentic Hong Kong Islander, and...... He's pretty handsome! When she said this, the curly-haired girl was still blushing, showing a shy expression.

"Is there anything strange about that? Aren't all my fellow citizens working in my restaurant? It's so rare and weird! It's okay to get out of the way, don't get in the way of my work. Brother Jian glared at the curly-haired girl angrily, took a plate with his left hand, and picked up the cauldron with his right hand to perfectly buckle the fried shredded green pepper meat into the plate, and the movements were smooth and breathtaking.

was glared at by the boss, and the curly-haired girl also realized that it was not good to chat during working hours, so she picked up the menu in her hand and handed it to him, and said to him: "Brother Jian, table 10 wants a Yangzhou fried rice and a tomato egg soup." ”

"I see, A-Jiang!" Brother Jian turned his head to the glasses uncle who was in charge of the kitchen on the other side and said, "You fry another Yangzhou fried rice, and I'll cook the tomato and egg soup." ”

"Hey, okay!" The glasses uncle named Ah Jiang skillfully boiled the oil, "Zi! The sound of white rice was put into the pot, and a very good smell of rice mixed with the aroma of oil suddenly spread.

The rice was fried quickly, and within a few minutes, a stack of Yangzhou fried rice with all colors and flavors was served on the table in front of Liu Jianming.

Looking at the golden rice, mixed with chopped pink ham, and green onion foam, before I started eating, my mouth began to secrete saliva uncontrollably.

Liu Jianming couldn't wait to take a bite, full of hometown flavor and unchanged nostalgia, which moved him to tears.

I'm afraid that's how it feels to be moved by a bowl of rice, right?

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded beside him.

“hat the fuck！ Why is this rice stinky?! A bearded foreigner slammed the plate on the table, stretched out his middle finger to point at the Yangzhou fried rice on the plate, and shouted in stiff Chinese.

Liu Jianming hurriedly stretched out his head and glanced at the foreigner's plate, and found that his fried rice was exactly the same as his own plate, both of which were authentic Yangzhou fried rice, and Liu Jianming remembered it clearly, the two plates of Yangzhou fried rice on the foreigner's table were served almost at the same time as his own plate, and it was very likely that they were fried directly in one pot.

It doesn't make sense that my plate is full of color and flavor, and the two plates of foreigners are stinky.

In order to confirm once again whether there was something wrong with his sense of taste, Liu Jianming took a big bite of fried rice on the plate, and the strong taste of his hometown was still so unforgettable.

"These two foreigners are here to make trouble!"

After confirming that there was no problem with the fried rice, Liu Jianming immediately came to a conclusion in his heart.

At this time, seeing that there might be a problem with the food, the curly-haired girl who was collecting money at the cashier ran to the foreigner's No. 8 table as soon as possible and politely asked the reason.

The bearded foreigner grabbed the arm of the curly-haired beautiful girl, and said to her: "Stinky female cousin, where is your boss?" Let him come to me! Your fried rice is a stinky drop! ”

"You let go first, let go of me......" The curly-haired girl struggled helplessly.

If it were in a Western restaurant or other restaurants, Liu Jianming would definitely not be nosy, but now it is an authentic Chinese restaurant opened by Chinese people, and it is his fellow villagers who are being troubled, so it is impossible to sit idly by.

Liu Jianming stood up and was just about to go over to give the foreigner some eye drops, when a man with a middle-part hair walked out of the kitchen with a towel on his shoulder.

"I'm the boss, what's wrong with you two?"

The man with the middle head went straight to the bearded foreigner's table and asked.