Siheyuan: Three slaps slapped my brother Shazhu

"When can you return home? Aren't you tired of eating this stuff every day?" A blond bearded man loudly questioned the team leader George in English.

"Jim, maybe this is the best treatment they can give us. Didn't you see what the workers in the canteen of the machinery factory eat when you went out?"

George, as the leader of this group of experts, is also not used to Chinese food, but he won't have to eat it for the rest of his life. He can just make do with it and eat it properly when he returns home. Why is he shouting and making noises all day long!

If he wasn't a few years older than me, I really wouldn't want to bother with this idiot. What's the point of talking to him?

"We are here to bring knowledge of new machinery to these people. Shouldn't we be fed better?" Jim looked very confused.

“Eating habits are different in every country, so if you don’t want to come next time, there’s no need to force yourself to follow us!

After George finished speaking, he pulled out a chair and sat down. What does it mean to adapt to local customs? They are here to communicate and learn, not to eat and drink. It's enough to be roughly the same. Besides, eating habits are different to begin with. There is no need to damage the harmony between the two countries because of a trivial matter.

Moreover, when he came here, he heard his old professor say that this is a rapidly developing country and its strength should not be underestimated. He must be low-key in his life and high-profile in his work, and maintain good relationships. Maybe these relationships can be used in the future.

The remaining few people heard the conversation between the two people, but they didn't feel anything. They all thought that they would be returning home soon anyway, so there was really no need to make a fuss at this time.

Jim picked up the chair and smashed it loudly. He was a greedy person. He hadn't had any delicious meals for many days, so he was inevitably anxious. After being scolded by George, he became even more angry and could only vent his anger on the chair.

When Han Wei saw these experts coming to the small kitchen canteen, he quickly knocked on the food delivery window of the small kitchen.

"He Notice, are you ready? Can we serve the food now?"

He Yushui had already prepared the Western food and all he had to do was put it on the plates.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

The small window for serving food opened, and Han Wei quickly called the translator to come over and serve the food.

The translator was a young man who wore a pair of glasses and looked gentle. He stretched his head to look at the chef in the small kitchen. Why was it a young girl? She didn't look very old. Could she cook?

"The first dish is black pepper pork chop, made of pork, one portion for each person. Don't forget to put your knives and forks on it!" He Yushui instructed.

Han Wei nodded after hearing this. She had never seen this dish before, so she decided to give it a try! If it didn't work, he would just resign. He really couldn't serve these foreigners.

The people sitting in front of the table were surprised for a few seconds when they saw the plates placed in front of each of them, and then they continued to look at the steak, pasta with meat sauce, cream of mushroom soup, vegetable salad, and most importantly, a piece of cream fruit cake, which was even more amazing!

"Xiao Jiang, have you changed the chef?" George asked the translator.

"I just found out about this. Why don't you try it and see if it suits your taste?" Translator Xiao Jiang asked politely.

"It's even better than what our country's chefs cook. Why didn't you hire this chef earlier?" Jim asked excitedly while cutting the steak, with a hint of complaint in his tone.

Xiao Jiang, the translator, was not fluent in English. Listening to his long string of gibberish in English, my brain was a little slow to react.

"We thought you were honored guests from the beginning, so we used our country's best hospitality standards to entertain you, but we didn't take your taste into consideration. This was our mistake. We thought you would miss the food of your own country when you came to a foreign country, so we made a Western meal today. I hope you like it!"

He Yushui heard Jim's questions and the whispers of other experts, and saw the embarrassed expression on the face of translator Xiao Jiang, so he had to stand up himself.

He Yushui's fluent English stunned Han Wei. He didn't expect that this little girl could speak English? I haven't heard of it before?

"You are the chef today? Oh my god! You cooked all the meals, you are amazing!" Jim was already enjoying the meal, he loved almost every dish, they were just perfect for his taste.

"Yes, I did it!" He Yushui responded to Jim's words generously.

"Oh, my God, this beautiful girl, you have a pair of perfect hands!" Jim stood up with his bulging belly, walked quickly to He Yushui, took her hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently.

This scene frightened Han Wei and also frightened a group of leaders from the machinery factory, who happened to walk in. They were late for the meeting today, and saw this scene when they arrived at the small kitchen canteen.

My goodness, how could this yellow-haired guy be so rude to a little girl from his country? Oh my God!

Of course He Yushui was not as panicked as they thought. After all, she had helped the company receive many foreign clients before the end of the world. These were all foreign etiquette. It was just a kiss on the hand. There were no hugs or kisses on the cheek or anything like that yet!

"Thank you for your compliment and enjoy your meal!" He Yushui also smiled politely at Jim and thanked him.

"Oh! Dear, will you come over to cook tomorrow?" Jim was looking at He Yushui with starry eyes.

As a foodie, it's rare to come across a chef who suits my taste so well, so I can't let him go.

He Yushui shrugged: "It's hard to say, after all, it's not something I can decide."

Jim was not willing to do it when he heard this. After all, how many days would he have to stay? If he could eat such delicious meals every day, he would be willing to stay for a few more days.

"Then who can make the decision?" George also asked. Although he was not particular about food and drink, no one would want to refuse delicious food, right?

He Yushui pointed at the group of people at the door and raised his eyebrows: "I guess you should ask them, they have the final say in this factory!"

"What's going on?" Director Liang of the machinery factory came over and asked Han Wei.

At this time, translator Xiao Jiang also walked over and explained the whole story. Although he didn't understand it completely, he at least understood about 80 percent.

Liang Shuren couldn't help but look at this graceful and calm little girl a few more times.

Watching her chatting with the expert group in fluent English, I had no idea what they were talking about.

In fact, He Yushui was just talking about the dishes and the preparation methods. After all, these are all technologically advanced things, and no one who has eaten them would say they were not delicious.

She just swapped the ingredients given by Han Wei. Pork was replaced with pork chops, beef was replaced with steak, and flour was replaced with pasta. Anyway, they didn't watch her cook. Bragging is a necessary skill for her. She can say whatever she wants!