"Are you angry?" Zhuang Yan pouted his head and asked Fang Yun behind him.

"Huh?" Fang Yun hadn't reacted yet.

"If you're angry, I'll help you vent. ”

"No, no. Where had Fang Yun seen such a formation, the only thing she wanted to think about now was to escape from the arrival hall of the airport as soon as possible.

Zhuang Yan nodded, and then said to the Guozi face next to him, "Comrade, there are too many people here, forget about this matter, please clear a passage for me, I want to go to the parking lot." ”

Guozi face nodded hurriedly, others rushed to see Zhuang Yan, but he wanted to invite this big Buddha away as soon as possible, and the restless crowd next to him was too much of a test of their security strength.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, come with me, clear one way, let's send Mr. Zhuang away." With a wave of his hand, he called a few more spies, and several people surrounded Zhuang Yan and moved towards the garage.

Although the people were enthusiastic, no one stepped forward, and they gave Zhuang Yan enough respect.

Zhuang Yan also saw their avoidance and waved his hand gratefully at them.

There are a few gossip reporters who were originally squatting on Zhou Yuyang, but now they have shifted their targets and followed Zhuang Yan with the camera throughout the whole process.

Click.

The sound of the shutter has not been interrupted since Zhuang Yan raised his feet and took the first step.

Just now Zhuang Yan talked about picking up friends at the airport, and they also remembered that they had taken a lot of photos with Sinclair. After all, the person who can let Zhuang Yan personally pick up the plane is definitely not a small person, although the reporters didn't recognize who this was, but they didn't dare to slack off.

Fang Yun couldn't wait to be buried in Zhuang Yan's back, it was the first time that she was watched by so many people.

She has read Zhuang Yan's books, but she is not a fan of his books, she only knew that he was very famous before, but she never had an intuitive feeling, but now she can be regarded as a real experience.

She was very grateful for Zhuang Yan's maintenance of her just now, and in the two days she worked together, in her impression, Zhuang Yan was a dull workaholic, but now she let her see his gentle side.

He's at least a good boss, isn't he?

Of course, if he can get closer, maybe he will still be a good friend.

Under their escort, Zhuang Yan and they went to the garage, and then drove directly out of the airport.

The flight was delayed, and with the little episode just now, it's almost seven o'clock now. Zhuang Yan drove to a relatively prosperous place, found a hotel and took Sinclair and them in.

Entering the box, Sinclair smiled, "I can finally eat the main meal, the food on the plane is really hard to swallow." ”

Zhuang Yan flipped through the menu and asked, "Have you ever eaten Chinese food before?"

"I've eaten Zuo Zongtang chicken. ”

Zhuang Yan smiled strangely, "We don't have Zuo Zongtang chicken here, so let's do it, I'll order you a few dishes." ”

In order to take care of Sinclair, Zhuang Yan ordered a few sweet dishes, which were all ordered separately for Sinclair, and then he ordered a few ordinary dishes for himself and Fang Yun.

He didn't order many dishes, six or seven dishes for three people. Sinclair looked at the number of plates in front of him and asked, "Which one is mine?"

"This, this, and this. ”

Sweet and sour tenderloin, pineapple pork, and a plate of ice vegetables.

Americans like to divide their meals when they eat, and of course Zhuang Yan knows this, so the three dishes he ordered were all prepared for him.

Of these three dishes, Sinclair only knew one ice dish, and he used to eat them as salads.

Sinclair didn't know much about China before, but because he wanted to come to China, he went to try Chinese food, but the places he went to were all American-Chinese food, mostly things like Zuo Zongtang chicken.

In fact, when Zhuang Yan heard Zuo Zongtang's chicken, he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect this dish to come out so early. In fact, it's not just Zuo Zongtang chicken, many local Chinese food in the United States is named after celebrities, and it appeared in advance because of historical changes.

The emergence of these dishes has their inevitability, as long as the number of Chinese in the United States increases, there will be more celebrity dishes.

Li Hongzhang's chopped, Zeng Guofan's soup, and so on.

Sinclair ate the dishes on his plate and felt good, but he felt that these two dishes were still not as good as Zuo Zongtang's chicken. He looked at Zhuang Yan and Fang Yun's plate again, a little curious.

Although the United States divides meals, people who are more familiar with it can share food, and he heard that in China there is no distinction between whose dishes are whose dishes, just like Zhuang Yan is now.

He put down his fork and asked a little embarrassedly, "Teacher Zhuang, can I also eat your food?"

"Of course, but ...... Give this one a try. Zhuang Yan pushed the spicy chicken in front of him.

In addition to the ones ordered for Sinclair, Zhuang Yan said that the dishes they ordered were all spicy, and he didn't dare to let Sinclair try diving fish, for fear of scaring Sinclair back to the United States.

Sinclair used his fork to find a piece of chicken inside a plate of red peppers, and he wasn't stupid enough to know not to eat red peppers.

Spicy chicken is not a particularly spicy dish, there is a special aroma in the mouth, and then a hint of spicy flavor will envelop the taste buds, this kind of spicy is not as hot as zhēn cì, but slowly stimulated like an electric current.

But even this level of spiciness is too much for Sinclair's American tongue to bear.

I saw that his whole face turned red after the spicy chicken was eaten, but he was embarrassed to spit it out, so he could only swallow it, and then madly swallowed a large glass of water.

"I still don't try. Sinclair pushed the spicy chicken back, with fear still on his face, where is this food, it is zhà dàn at all.

It's not that the U.S. doesn't have chili peppers, but they don't generally put chili peppers in their food.

I'll never eat this dish again, Sinclair thought to himself.

However, when he ate the dish in front of him again, he found that there was no taste at all, but the spicy smell just now was still faintly floating in the cavity.

This slight labor pain makes people feel a little nostalgic, what's going on?

And because of the spicy smell, the saliva secreted has a feeling of unstoppability.

"Why don't I try again?" Sinclair felt a little embarrassed.

"Absolutely. Then the spicy chicken came to him again.

Sinclair then felt like a new world had opened up - no, it was a door to darkness, and the spicy chicken was spicy, and his tongue told him that it hurt, but he couldn't bear to miss it.

Zhuang Yan looked at Sinclair, who kept sending spicy chicken to his mouth, with a smile, and sighed a little, sure enough, most of the people were shaking.

Spicy is a pain sensation, and in essence, it is no different from pricking your tongue with a needle, as long as the needle is fine enough and the force is well controlled, it can produce the same feeling.

Eating spicy is a kind of self-masochistic kuài gǎn. 11