Global Food Tour

Chapter 105 Map strategy, go to hell!
[Anchor, you are so smart, you have saved five or six RMB after all the calculations! 】

[Speaking of which, the taxis here actually charge by the point, is it the same thirty rafias? 】

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"Let me ask, but the driver uncle seemed dissatisfied with me just now. Will he be beaten?" Zhang Feng joked.

[Hit you deserve it! 】

[Those who pretend to be stupid on purpose should be beaten up! 】

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"Turn your elbows outward. Forget it. I won't argue with you. You have many hands and I can't knock you."

"Uncle, I'm really sorry just now, I was so excited that I couldn't turn my head for a while, so...Uncle, are taxis here all for two dollars?" Zhang Feng asked politely.

The uncle driver glanced at the traffic in front of him, turned his head and said, "One thirty Lafia!"

This tone obviously expressed dissatisfaction with Zhang Feng's use of Lafia as the fare. Zhang Feng could only smile awkwardly, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Is this traffic jam here all the time?"

"You Chinese come to travel too much, so it's blocked." The driver's uncle's sudden words made Zhang Feng's face extremely exciting. Can you blame the Chinese for this thing?

Some viewers watching the live broadcast also sighed with emotion. The rise of overseas travel in recent years has indeed allowed us people from China to travel all over the world, affecting the economic development of many countries.

"Uncle, how do you know I'm Chinese?" Zhang Feng suddenly reacted.

The uncle driver gestured to the map in Zhang Feng's hand. On it was Zhang Feng's route plan written in Chinese characters. Seeing the map in his hand, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, but at the same time he was very happy, because he didn't think of this. Uncle actually knows Chinese.

The blocked road finally got out of the way, and the taxi started up again. The street here was so narrow that it was too narrow for a car to pass, but the veteran driver in the driver's seat passed it with extremely skillful and confident means.

"It's in the alley!" The driver uncle stretched out his hand.

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Feng took out thirty raffias, smiled back, and started his first food tour in the Maldives.

When he first entered the restaurant, Zhang Feng was stunned at the door for a few seconds. It was the first time he saw such an artistic restaurant. The entire restaurant was decorated with various artistic works, and there was light music around his ears, as if he was in a classical Thai palace. .

"awesome."

"Welcome, who is the gentleman?" the beautiful service girl asked in a very gentle tone.

"One."

"Sir, please come with me."

Zhang Feng nodded and followed the waitress into the restaurant. It seemed that after entering the restaurant, you could fully feel the atmosphere of the music. There were various Van Gogh-like works hanging on the surrounding walls, although at first glance they were not as good as a kindergarten. The children's paintings are beautiful, but if you look closely, you can see the gap between the two.

"Sure enough, art comes from life and is higher than life." Zhang Feng couldn't help sighing.

The surrounding dark tone decoration, there is a trace of NMG or the unique folk carpets from Nepal or Bhutan, the chairs are also dark brown, the lighting is very soft, not the dim yellow of street lamps, everything can soothe people's hearts.

"Sir, sir... sir."

"Ah? Tell me." Zhang Feng, who was in a daze, quickly came back to his senses.

"If it doesn't make sense, sir, please sit here."

"of course."

After sitting down, the waiter handed Zhang Feng the menu on the side, waiting for Zhang Feng to order, Zhang Feng looked at it, but didn't see any particularly amazing dishes, so he ordered three things at random, curry with rice and stir-fried vegetables , Tom Yin Gong soup.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter took the list and left.

Zhang Feng looked around and forgot that his glasses were still live broadcasting. He had already put his glasses in his pocket when he got off the car. The audience in the live broadcast room could only send barrages, but Zhang Feng just ignored them.

[This teasing host is too much, too much! 】

[Oh, I'm so angry, I don't talk or introduce, what's the difference with salted fish! 】

【Missing, fascinated, fascinated...】

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"Ah, I'm still live broadcasting... I went to White Horse Manor and looked for another opportunity to live broadcast. The traffic fee here is too expensive, so it's closed. Let's eat quickly." Zhang Feng hurriedly put away the equipment, causing a barrage of comments. It's a curse.

Zhang Feng, who turned off the live broadcast, had no more pressure. He decided to reduce the number and time of live broadcasts in the future, and focus more on recording videos, so as not to disturb his mood. Zhang Feng thinks that rewards are not very important. As long as I don't spend too much once and for all, and do the task slowly, the amount of the black card is enough to squander!
Tapping his fingertips on the solid wood table with the rhythm of the music, he waited leisurely for the food to arrive. Not long after, the three dishes were brought up by the waiter, and Zhang Feng paid five dollars for the meal. Tip, get a smiley face and a word of blessing.

"Rice with curry or rice with milk..."

Looking at the "curry rice" on the table, Zhang Feng couldn't help being a little surprised. This small and fresh curry rice is a bit subversive, with green kelp, red tomatoes, and peas, white big The chunks appeared to be rice and possibly cheese.

"Is it delicious?" Zhang Feng really still has some resistance to curry food, especially the short few days in Nepal, which made Zhang Feng even more confused about curry.

"Try it!"

As if mustering up his courage, Zhang Feng took some pickled rice and vegetables with a spoon and put them into his mouth. He found that they were not unpalatable, and there was nothing that could make the taste buds tremble.

"Tongchao... Is it mixed fried?" Zhang Feng was a little suspicious of the taste of this restaurant, and the presentation was a bit unacceptable.

"...um... the subtle spiciness irritated the cells in the mouth, and the taste... can be regarded as a high-end dish!" Zhang Feng did not expect that the taste of such a messy dish was several grades higher than that of Xiaoqing just now. interesting.

“Try the signature dish here again, Tomyin Palace Soup!”

Looking at the brown-based soup in the soup pot with various seafood such as prawns, sea crabs, fish, kelp, etc., Zhang Feng's appetite can't be whetted, but considering the taste of the stir-fry just now , then took a sip.

"Medicine?"

The seafood is imported, the meat is rich and fat, there is a vague smell similar to traditional Chinese medicine, but it is not very obvious. When swallowing, there is such a hot flow that spreads around the stomach and intestines, and there is such a happy taste.

"It's strange. No wonder some of the dishes look good, but this should be a good show, right?" Zhang Feng silently wrote down the ingredients of this dish and began to eat.

The gentle music seemed to make people forget the time. It took an hour to finish the meal. After wiping his mouth with a soft napkin, Zhang Feng thought about life. His trip seemed too ordinary. From the bottom of his heart, he still wanted to Just like the process of "looking down on" Tongcha just now, and then getting a little surprise!

After paying the bill, Zhang Feng took a look at the map, and then threw it away. Then he closed his eyes and walked around in circles for several times. He felt a little dazed. He relied on God to decide a direction and started walking on this place. In the world's smallest, most crowded, most spiritually peaceful capital city.

　ps: Thank you for the reward of 100 coins for the reincarnation of Bounce, it seems that I haven’t asked for a ticket for a long time...

　　
　
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