Chapter 62: The smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys! (Ask for Tickets)
The chef with a big waist kicked over the waiter, turned around and said with a smile: "Fake, really, how can I be qualified to wear it, the chefs of my restaurant have gone back, I am bored and make my own food to play, I didn't expect to meet you people who will eat, what is wrong with my pizza?" β
"The materials are all scrap."
"Huh? How can it be? It's all in the kitchen, and it's all in clean containers. β
Zhang Feng saw that this playful boss was really innocent, and said, "Forget it, but your waiter is too rubbish!" β
"This is my fault, my fault, he is my nephew, I didn't expect to study badly, I will educate well when I go back, I will return double the food money to you, don't make a big deal about it." The boss compromised.
Zhang Feng secretly scolded a businessman who is really cunning and avoids the important and trivial, but after all, on other people's territory, he can only give up, but this pleasant experience was written by Zhang Feng into his travelogue, and the consequences can be imagined.
After such a fuss, they naturally lost their appetite, and the three of them decided to change restaurants to eat, after all, they were still hungry, even if they had no appetite.
"With the wind, you were so domineering just now."
"And your knife worker, are you a chef?"
"And ......"
Zhang Ling asked cracklingly, like a question baby, Xu Jia looked up at Zhang Feng, and hurriedly took her gaze back, the crimson on her cheeks never faded.
I found another restaurant, the food in this restaurant was much better, and the taste barely met Zhang Feng's minimum swallowing requirements.
"With the wind, where are you going next?" Zhang Ling asked.
"I didn't think about it, I always felt that I was missing something here......" Zhang Feng said seriously.
"What's missing? Horton Plains National Park? Baker Falls? Or a tea factory? Zhang Ling also seems to have checked the strategy.
Zhang Feng shook his head, he didn't plan to go to Baker Falls, he had already been to the national park, and he also watched the sunset, although he was drunk, but it was still fresh in his memory.
"No, I don't have any plans for the time being." Zhang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Then let's go together, our next route is Tissamaharama, then Yarra National Park to Mirissa and then to Galle, to do the sea train in "Spirited Away", and go back." When Zhang Ling talked about the little train, her face was full of longing.
"Yes, with the wind, you can come with us." Xu Jia plucked up his courage and said.
Zhang Feng glanced at Xu Jia and found that this girl's eyes were a little flustered, with a man's tenth sense and self-confidence, he knew that it was time to separate, and said, "No, I still want to find something." β
"Don't, let's ...... together" Zhang Ling said and winked at Xu Jia.
"No, the road is different, goodbye, I won't accompany you to the lake, I'm going to find what I want to think." Zhang Feng didn't care about the retention of the two daughters at all, picked up the bag with the camera and left.
"Hey! With the wind, we haven't given you the money yet! Zhang Ling shouted.
Xu Jia could only stomp her feet secretly, her face was full of loss, as if something was missing.
"Little things."
"Xiaojia, aren't you going to chase it?" Zhang Ling asked.
Xu Jia shook his head and said, "He is obviously evading, such a person is not something I can catch, let's go swim in the lake." β
"Good...... ......."
On the other side, Zhang Feng took advantage of the night to start walking around the town near Lake Gregory, and the town was very lively at night, especially when the weather became hot during this time, and it was only a little cool when it came.
Lively children rush out of the alleys and gallop towards Lake Regory like wild horses breaking free of the reins, and of course, many of Sri Lanka's attractions are free for locals.
This is much better than our Great Huaxia, and of course, the residents near the general attractions know the shortcut.
Occasionally, I heard a dog barking, but the voice was obviously out of breath, and it seemed to be soothed by the pleasant coolness of this time.
Walking Zhang Feng suddenly stopped, because he smelled a tempting smell, his soul was shaken, he knew that this was what he was looking for, looking for the smell and walking towards the source.
The more he walked, the stronger the smell became, and the faster Zhang Feng's footsteps became, and suddenly he stopped, and then trotted towards the alley as if he was stunned.
As soon as he arrived at the mouth of the alley, Zhang Feng was shocked.
"I'm not the only one who was attracted to it."
Looking at the people in the alley, Zhang Feng knew that he had found the right place, although almost all of these people were locals, in order not to look reckless, Zhang Feng tidied up his clothes, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
"Uncle, what's going on here?" Zhang Feng said to an uncle with a relatively kind face and a watch of tens of thousands of dollars in his hand.
The uncle glanced back at Zhang Feng, slightly surprised, and then asked, "You're here for a tour, right?" β
"Yes."
"Well, the wine of the Dur family is ready, and everyone will buy it today."
Zhang Feng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and said, "Can everyone buy it?" β
"You want to buy it too?" The uncle looked at Zhang Feng in surprise.
"Yes, I drank a similar wine in Kandy, but it said that I had to be here to drink the most authentic black tea wine, so I came, and I feel lucky to have met it so quickly." The excitement on Zhang Feng's face infected the uncle.
"Haha, yes, the black tea wine of Lao Duer's family is the most fragrant, that taste, you can only drink it once a year, a sip can make people reminisce for ten days and half a month, as long as his house opens the wine seal, ten miles and eight streets can smell it, but there are so many people, it is a little difficult for you to buy a little, if I buy it and give you two sips, if I can't buy it, you can only go to Lao Duer by yourself, his house must have stock." Uncle said heartily.
Zhang Feng said thank you gratefully, the seemingly loose crowd in the alley was actually beating up according to some rules, but fortunately, the rules were easy to push out, and Zhang Feng was also behind the uncle.
"Old DΓΌr, old DΓΌr, all right, I've fallen to the ground." An old drunkard shouted in the local language.
Others also coaxed, and the scene was lively, and it seemed very cheerful.
"What's in a hurry, what's in a hurry." A hoarse voice sounded, and Zhang Feng roughly remembered that this was the meaning in the local language.
"Don't worry, the small jar of wine that was opened just now has attracted many of my people, and now you haven't done it yet, you want to starve us to death." Another drunkard quipped.
"Do you understand our local language?" The middle-aged uncle said to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng collected his thoughts, shook his head and said, "I have learned the commonly used ones simply, but I can guess a few points from everyone's movements and expressions." β
"Well, where are you from?" Uncle asked.
"Huaxia people."
"Huaxia? You also have a lot of fine wine, I have been there many times in business, and I have drunk my daughter's red, peach blossom wine, and a yellow-colored wine......" The uncle's chatterbox opened and began to crackle.
Zhang Feng didn't expect that he had met a "drunkard", and for Zhang Feng, Huaxia's wine stopped at the baogu roast brewed by the old man in the village and the sweet rice wine he cooked, and other wines, that is, some wines.
"By the way, you have a kind of wine called Zhuye Qing in Huaxia, is it really added with bamboo leaves?" The uncle asked a somewhat in-depth question.