Chapter 179 of the main text volume discusses whether to go to Los Angeles or not

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After getting out of the BMW car dealership, when I was walking back, I passed by the famous car dealership, maybe the sales John was a little embarrassed, and after seeing Qiu Fengyu and his party, he hid in the car dealership and did not appear. ∮ Davis walked past their store, gave a thumbs-up to the inside, and then slammed down.

"I'm going to humiliate him to death!" Davis looked at Sandra with smug on his face and said, "That's the charm of money, learn a little, man." Don't let these bastards humiliate you in the future. ”

"Let's wait until the boss gives me a raise, so that I can afford the cheapest BMW!" Sandra said with some frustration, and then squinted at Qiu Fengyu, who was expressionless. Well, that's a misrepresentation. Sandra snorted, but was silent.

A few people ate a meal at a Chinese restaurant that was not an authentic Chinese meal. During the meal, Ryoko Yonekura pouted and wrote a very dissatisfied expression on her face, while Davis and Sandra also shook their heads and sighed. These guys were nourished by Qiu Fengyu's appetite, so they were naturally not interested in these Chinese dishes that were not authentic.

There is only Qiu Fengyu in this who is a little more normal. Slowly and methodically, I ate the dishes one bite at a time, chewing slowly, as if I was tasting a very good delicacy, and I was very calm.

Perhaps sensing the unhappy looks of these people, a middle-aged Chinese, dressed in Tang costume, walked over from the lobby, looked at Qiu Fengyu's side, and finally approached, and said, "I'm sorry, can I disturb you?" As he spoke, he looked at Ryoko Yonekura very sincerely.

Obviously, this person has long attracted Ryoko Yonekura's attention. When I saw him coming, I didn't pay any attention to him. Raising his head lightly, before he could speak, Davis said very dissatisfied: "You are the boss here?" How can you pass off as Chinese with such a dish? ”

"This is our improved Chinese cuisine to better suit the American market." The middle-aged man smiled at Qiu Fengyu, "As soon as I saw you come in, I knew that I might have met an expert." As far as your way of tasting food, I have seen my master do this when I was in China. ”

Since he spoke to himself, Qiu Fengyu simply put down his chopsticks and smiled: "We're not here to smash the field, I guess you can see it, we'll leave as soon as we finish eating." ”

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Qiu Fengyu and said, "If you can understand, I am very happy." In fact...... Without improvements, it will be difficult for Chinese cuisine to survive in the United States, after all, the taste will change depending on the region...... We are free of charge for this table, which is a little compensation for you. ”

"Thank you then!" Qiu Fengyu also smiled and nodded, and asked Davis and Sandra, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

"Eat!" Sandra nodded.

"Alright, let's go!" Qiu Fengyu didn't talk nonsense, he stood up directly, nodded at the middle-aged man and left very generously. Since people want to be exempted, of course they won't make any polite moves, after all, they come here to eat Chinese food, not this kind of Chinese food like a goods.

Leaving the Chinese restaurant, Davis shook his head and sighed, "I really don't understand, why does authentic Chinese food have to be changed when it is in the United States?" Wouldn't it be better to keep your original taste? Just like the ramen and dumplings of the head, the flavor is ...... It's really unforgettable. Look at us Abilene people, there's no one who doesn't like it. ”

Qiu Fengyu smiled: "Actually...... He's right, too. Because their first ingredient is survival. Cooking authentic Chinese food is not the same as making noodles and dumplings. Noodles and dumplings are more in line with Western tastes, but Chinese food is different. Do you know how many cuisines there are in China? In terms of geography, there are eight major cuisines. And then there are a lot of small dishes...... How many of these are to Americans' tastes? Even KFC and McDonald's have to do their best to adapt to the tastes and eating habits of Chinese, isn't it natural for Chinese food to make some changes after coming to the United States? ”

"Well, you're right, Boss, I'm sorry......" Sandra was the first to say sorry to Qiu Fengyu.

"Excuse me? No, no, you don't have to say sorry. Actually, you don't have to say that. Because it wasn't you who was talking about it just now, it was Davis. I'm sorry...... It should be him, not you! Qiu Fengyu shook his head, "You ...... It's so honest. ”

"Boss, I do apologize, it's my misunderstanding." Davis also hurriedly said, "Well, I did not seem calm when facing this matter. Because...... With your dumplings and ramen as a comparison, I think the Chinese food I ate today can only be described as ****. ”

"You're apologizing, too?" Qiu Fengyu laughed, he didn't have any intention of pursuing it, haha laughed, and revealed the matter. It's just an episode, but it's also a reflection of the fact that Angelenos have a really picky taste for outsiders. This made Qiu Fengyu more cautious when he came to Los Angeles to open a noodle restaurant.

"You're not going to open a restaurant in Los Angeles anymore?" Ryoko Yonekura sat in the co-pilot seat, and suddenly asked Qiu Fengyu, but after looking at Qiu Fengyu's calm expression, he sighed and said, "Maybe you didn't even think about opening a restaurant in Los Angeles, right?" ”

"I thought about it, but now I think I should be a little more cautious." Qiu Fengyu laughed, "If I had to make a change in order to open a restaurant in Los Angeles, I would ...... It's hard for me to do that. Not every American everywhere is as accommodating as a small-town guy like Abiline. ”

Ryoko Yonekura stopped talking. Even Davis and Sandra, who were in the back, stopped talking. So the group was very silent in the car, maintaining a strange atmosphere.

At night, Ryoko Yonekura was still in the roadside hotel and had a spring breeze with Qiu Fengyu. It's just that after the passion, Ryoko Yonekura suddenly asked this question again.

"I know I shouldn't have asked, but do you really just want to stay in Abilene?"

Qiu Fengyu patted her buttocks and smiled: "I have never forgotten my original intention, what am I here for." If Abilene had calmed my heart like water and made me live at peace, I would have stayed in Abiline. If Los Angeles could do the same, I'd be in Los Angeles too. It's something to do with the state of mind, not about the place. Does it really matter where you stay? ”

"I don't really understand!" Ryoko Yonekura shook her head, her teeth biting her lip, "Anyway, where you are, I'll be there." Because I don't have to worry about passing the boring days. I'm very satisfied with my life, my current life. There are things to do, friends to get along with, and the ability to last handsome guy once in a while......"

"Poof-" With a sound, Qiu Fengyu almost choked to death with saliva.

Why is this woman so strange now? It's really hell, and it actually coincides with my own thoughts. This woman is just a love affair between herself and her? I was still a little worried about whether she was really emotionally invested in it. Now it seems that I should think too much, and I am not loved by everyone, and flowers bloom.

"Well, I agree with you...... Maybe that's what we're thinking. Qiu Fengyu stretched out his fist and pointed at Ryoko Yonekura, "Don't come to a collision?" ”

Yonekura Ryoko stretched out her fist with some disdain and collided with Qiu Fengyu. Then he shook his head and said, "Don't think it's just men who think that, at least that's what I think." Of course...... I haven't found a more suitable man to replace you now, and you're still my only target for the time being. Happy, right? ”

Qiu Fengyu was simply speechless. But that's fine, anyway, they don't have to be responsible for each other.

The next day, she continued on the road, and when she arrived at home, Ryoko Yonekura didn't say anything to Qiu Fengyu anymore. But when he returned home, after Tim came home, he couldn't wait to ask Qiu Fengyu: "What car did you buy?" When will it be delivered here? Oh, God...... It's a bit impatient, it's like buying your own car. ”

"Station wagon, BMW!" Qiu Fengyu said lightly, "I said, after you get your driver's license, I will buy you one with your own money." But now...... I'll keep the money for you, and I'll be your guardian. Don't ask so much, get your driver's license now! ”

Tim sat down on the couch and watched TV in frustration, and now he was at home watching TV in addition to boxing and shooting. Qiu Fengyu's words did stimulate him a little, but it was useless, he couldn't get a driver's license yet. It would be a few months before he was sixteen.

During dinner, Davis excused himself to talk to Qiu Fengyu about the car and came over for dinner. When he and Tim were sitting in the living room watching TV and waiting for Qiu Fengyu to cook dinner, Ryoko Yonekura also appeared at the door, and as soon as she entered the door, she went to the kitchen and said to Qiu Fengyu, "I think I should talk to you about the car habitual thing...... Are you cooking dinner? Great, I just didn't eat it, you know along the way, the food is so bad, didn't you feel like I lost a lot of weight last night? Over here...... It's all skinny ...... here."

Ryoko Yonekura also said while touching her buttocks and ****, as well as her waist like a water snake. This woman is really good at using her own natural weapons.

"You didn't see Davis? He's already used this trick of yours. So...... Don't worry about your dinner, I'll prepare it, go outside and wait, you're a bit of a hindrance here, unless...... Shall we have a shot here? Qiu Fengyu's words were very explicit, and suddenly Ryoko Yonekura couldn't stay any longer, glared at Qiu Fengyu, and slipped into the living room.

However, the theme of today's dinner was picked up by Davis, and that was about whether Qiu Fengyu should go to Los Angeles to open a restaurant, which was the agreement that needed to be reached at the table meeting.