Tokugawa Nobuyasu told Lin Yuan that in addition to Qin Baoshan's battle of sealing the sword, the prize money provided by this World Gambling Championship is also incomparable to previous competitions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The prize money for the champion has been doubled, and almost all the prize money that the runner-up, all the way to the qualified players who participate in the main competition, has risen significantly.

The prize money is huge, and this World Gambling Championship is so eye-catching, from the participants to the crowd who want to see the excitement, Las Vegas is almost crowded.

After listening to Tokugawa Nobuyasu's explanation, Lin Yuan suddenly encountered such a situation, which can be regarded as an accident. didn't say anything more, comforting Kuwata Motokuma, staying in such a hotel is indeed an accident, not caused by Tokugawa Shinyasu.

Kuwata Benkuma actually didn't particularly blame Tokugawa Shinyasu, but when he set off in Japan, Kuwata Kenji told him that Lin Yuan, the great god, could not afford to offend, and Lin Yuan must be made to feel the respect and courtesy of the Kuwata family. That's why Kuwata Honkuma is annoyed by inns like Tokugawa Shin Taiding.

Lin Yuan didn't care about it, and Sang Tian Benxiong didn't say anything anymore, and hurriedly put his luggage away.

Kuwata Benxiong felt very angry, and said: "What a broken place, I can endure the restrictions on bathing, but I don't provide food and drink, I can't order takeout, and I can't eat in the hotel." Tokugawa-kun, this is your place, you have to solve the problem of eating, right?"

Tokugawa Nobuyasu himself also felt a little sorry for Lin Yuan and Kuwata Benxiong, and when he heard Kuwata Benxiong talk about eating, he hurriedly said: "Kuwata-kun, Mr. Lin, the matter of eating must be solved by me." I wonder what you want to eat?"

Kuwata Benxiong didn't care about himself, thinking that Lin Yuan might be inclined to Chinese cuisine, he said, "Tokugawa-kun, why don't we eat Chinese cuisine." ”

Tokugawa Nobuyasu nodded busily, in the United States, Chinese cuisine is not a very mainstream diet, but it is easy to find Chinese cuisine in the United States.

Thinking of this, Tokugawa Nobuyasu asked his men to take care of the belongings in the inn, and then let them go out after the three of them had finished eating.

After going out and calling a taxi, Tokugawa Shinyasu asked the driver to find the best Chinese restaurant recently, and after giving the consumption, the taxi driver was happy to take the three of them to a Chinese restaurant in the town.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Lin Yuan felt as if he had returned to China.

You know, when you eat in Europe and the United States, everyone will keep quiet. This is due to culture, and in the perception of Europeans and Americans, eating should be quiet and quiet, and not disturb others.

But it will be different for Chinese people to eat together, because in the concept of Chinese people, eating is not only to supplement body nutrition, but also to communicate emotionally.

Because of this concept, it is inevitable for Chinese people to talk and chat and make loud noises when they eat. Europeans and Americans are very dissatisfied with some of the behaviors of Chinese people, and I am afraid that the most disgusting thing is that they are very noisy and noisy when eating.

But there are some things that can't stand the subtlety. People can influence each other. As more and more Chinese settled in the United States, a number of habits, both good and bad, influenced native Americans.

Americans were surprised to find that as long as there was an open space, the Chinese people could grow vegetables, which was learned by Lao Mei. In addition, the beautiful white housewife, when she used to buy things, she always took them at the supermarket.

After the edification of Chinese women, when choosing vegetables and vegetables, they all know to pinch them with their hands to see if the vegetables are tender or not. Such a headache has to make the supermarket hang a warning in the vegetable section that mixes Chinese and English: don't pinch!

Lin Yuan looked at the noisy crowd in the restaurant, if it weren't for the fact that there were black and white people inside, Lin Yuan really thought that he had arrived at a township hotel in Huaxia.

It seems that the economic benefits brought by the World Gambling Championship are really good, and the Chinese restaurants on the outskirts of the city are so popular, let alone other places.

The trio managed to find their place in a remote corner, only to find that they had been ignored, and there were no waiters to entertain them, and there was no menu in front of them.

Kuwata Motokuma slapped the table in annoyance: "Winter, winter......"

A white middle-aged woman, dangling a thick waist like a bucket, came over, spoke stiff Chinese and said unpleasantly: "What for?"

Kuwata Benxiong understands that people regard the three of them as Chinese.

Lin Yuan saw that Sang Tian Benxiong was about to get angry, and hurriedly said, "Madam, can you please give us a menu?"

A beautifully printed menu was slammed in front of the trio, and the stout white woman picked up the list to record it and stared at the trio with fierce eyes.

Lin Yuan hurriedly pressed the angry Sang Tian Benxiong, flipped through the menu, and found that the dishes in it were all daily dishes that were popular in China, and even things like fat intestines, which were regarded as dark cuisine by Westerners.

"Bring me a piece of Disanxian, soft and slippery pork slices. Mr. Kuwata, Mr. Tokugawa, please. ”

Kuwata took the menu, glanced at it roughly, and ordered an ancient meat and fried bamboo shoots. Tokugawa Nobuyasu asked for a stir-fried garlic sprout and a braised fish.

The staple food, everyone chose rice.

The unbearable waiter dragged the menu and turned away.

Sang Tian Benxiong really wanted to scold, but was held down by Lin Yuan again.

"Mr. Kuwata, probably there are too many people here, and the waiter is a little annoyed, so there's no need to worry about her, let's have a good meal." ”

The three of them sat in their seats and began a long silly wait, and after fifteen minutes, Kuwata Motokuma couldn't wait any longer, and slapped the table and shouted, "Waiter, waiter, where are the dishes we ordered?"

The stout waiter walked up to the three of them, stood up with his legs in the shape of a compass, clasped his hands on his chest, and slanted his eyes at the three of them, and said, "What are you arguing about?

This sentence choked Kuwata Benxiong and rolled his eyes.

Lin Yuan hurriedly said: "This lady, we have something to do, we are more anxious, please help urge us." ”

The waiter looked at Lin Yuan, and said in a slightly slower tone: "You wait, you will come up in a while." ”

Foreigners seem to have learned badly from the Chinese people, and they know how to use language. In the past, foreigners would be a while, and it would not take more than five minutes. But now, for a while, I just don't know how long.

After another ten minutes, the dishes ordered by Lin Yuan and the three of them finally came up. Looking at the appearance of the dishes, the appearance of the knife work is very exquisite, which is very in line with the appearance requirements of Chinese cuisine, and what is even more rare is that the amount of dishes is very sufficient, unlike some places in China, making a fuss about the amount of dishes.

The three of them were polite, raised their chopsticks to eat the vegetables, and as soon as they entered their mouths, the taste was not flattering.

Stir-fried bamboo shoots, giving people the feeling of blanching with water, and then stir-frying with a little oil, there is no such fragrance and fat fragrance of the mouth full of vegetables at all, especially the taste, a little astringent, not at all the soft and delicate feeling made in China.

According to Chinese standards, eggplants and potatoes are to be slurred and oiled, and I don't know how to deal with the restaurants here, the feeling is not Di Sanxian at all, but three vegetables stewed together.

Every dish feels very strange, the only thing that can be relatively close to the local level of China is the ancient meat, but the side dishes in it actually use broccoli, which is really unbearable!

Kuwata Benxiong couldn't help it, slapped the table and stood up: "Waiter, you come over for me!"

The stout waiter walked sideways in front of Kuwata Benxiong and looked at Kuwata Benxiong defiantly: "Do you have any questions?"

Kuwata Honkuma pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Is this the dish made in your restaurant? Go, call your chef out to me!"

"Call the chef? Are you sure? You don't regret it. ”

Lin Yuan couldn't stop it, and Kuwata Benxiong shouted: "Regret? Then I'll regret it, go, call the chef out." ”

The waiter did not leave, but turned his head and shouted in a loud voice: "John, there are people here who make trouble and say that you are not cooking well. ”

After only half a minute, a roaring sound was heard, and a black chef with a kitchen hat who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 300 pounds came to Lin Yuan and the three of them.

"What's going on? Who says my food isn't doing well?"

This sentence made Lin Yuan a little dumbfounded. This chef John is actually very slippery in Chinese, and he also has a Jiaodong accent.

Seeing that John was tall, Kuwata Benxiong couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, but he still insisted on his opinion: "This dish is just not good, you see, the tips of fried bamboo shoots are blanched in boiling water and it's over, right? Are you fried or dry? This place is three fresh, there is no oil at all, and there are ......."

John glared, and before Kuwata could finish speaking, he shook his hand, and the shiny kitchen knife slammed into the table.

"My stir-fry skills were all learned at Lanxiang Technical School, don't tell me that I don't know this great school, in the field of cooking, it is equivalent to Oxford and Harvard. ”

Lin Yuan was almost amused, he didn't expect that Huaxia's influence in the United States had reached such a point, and he had even learned the scoundrel image of the shopkeeper.

Kuwata Benxiong was almost not, and the dishes he made were very poor, but they gave you this hand!

"You wait, I'm going to complain about you!" Kuwata knows that the United States has very strict regulations on restaurants, and generally speaking, as long as a complaint is made, the restaurant will generally adopt a conciliatory attitude.

Who knows, John didn't care about it at all, and waved his big hand and said: "You can complain, anyway, my sanitary conditions here are all up to standard, see what tricks you can toss." ”