Chapter 395: Roast Duck

The teachers and students of Waseda Elementary School did not have their first meal in China at the five-star hotel, but once again took three travel buses to Quanjude, after all, they were happy to have friends from afar. {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters-[with _ dreams] novels www.mеng.lā Not to mention ushering in and sending to, picking up the wind and washing the dust is a Chinese tradition. It has been around since ancient times, and it has never changed.

When we arrived at the place, the three large travel buses came to a slow stop. After the front doors were opened one after another, Miyuki Kitagawa and the others got out of the car in an orderly manner. It's completely different from the modern architecture they saw along the way, but it's a unique Chinese antiquity. Since it was a reception, it had already been arranged and booked by the Chinese side.

They didn't have to wait in line or anything, and as soon as they arrived here, they suddenly became a beautiful scenery. After all, it is immediately clear that the uniform dress of these children is a school uniform with a typical Japanese style design. The girls are all wearing short skirts with short-sleeved white sailor suits on the upper body, while the boys are all shorts underneath and short-sleeved white shirts on top. Not only that, but they all wear round black hats.

The person in charge of the Quanjude store naturally went to the gate to greet him personally. Even if he acted as a welcome lady, he had to guide these guests into a predetermined reception area in the store, after all, there were about 100 official personnel from the Japanese and Chinese sides, and there were 11 round tables for 10 people. In addition, large and small TV stations, newspapers, and the Internet in China and Japan...... Media people are naturally long-gun and short-barreled follow-up reports in real time.

Teachers of every age are still lining up and counting the number of people. After making the mistake accurately, from the first grade to the sixth grade, I walked into the store. The Japanese children who went up from the downstairs to the second floor were very interested in the Chinese architecture in front of them. They didn't talk casually, but their eyes looked left and right as if they were looking at the flowers. Even if it's just an imitation, it's an eye-opener for everyone.

The teachers and students of Waseda Elementary School, who entered the dining area, took their seats from the inside out, from left to right. When each table is full of 10 people, a second table is seated, and so on. And it's not just a person who just goes to find a seat and sit. They are happy, and in the face of the cameras of Chinese and Japanese media people, the cameras are a lot calmer and calmer, after all, they have been followed all the way since Waseda Elementary School. During this period. Of course, it is indispensable for reporters to conduct sample interviews with school leaders, government officials, and children.

After the people are gathered, they start to roast the ducks one after another. Quanjude's roast duck is different from other places, that is, it is exclusive and secret. Fruit wood barbecue, sliced with a knife...... The duck meat cut with a few knives on the duck's butt is the most delicious. After sandwiching a slice of duck meat and putting it on top of the paper-like lotus leaf pancake, add some shredded sweet shallots, slowly roll it up, dip it in some sweet sauce, and put it in your mouth. It is precisely because roast duck is not as spicy as Sichuan cuisine that it is very suitable for the vast majority of people to eat. Even foreigners like it.

"Our Quanjude roast duck has a full appearance and a jujube red color. Bright and oily, the skin is crispy, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, the taste is delicious, fragrant but not greasy. The male store manager, who gave a brief explanation to the 100 or so guests present, also made a free advertisement to the lens of Chinese and foreign media.

Of course, there is no shortage of a Japanese translator by his side. The male store manager who is calm on the outside, but there is still some nervousness in his heart, is the first time he has faced so many "long guns and short cannons" against him. Not only that, but he also personally demonstrated to these guests how to eat Quanjude roast duck correctly.

Kitagawa Miyuki not only knows that Quanjude roast duck is a local specialty of the city. And I also know how to fry liver, burst belly, and bean juice...... All of them are representative foods. Of course, some of her knowledge must have been taught to her by her father, Takeshita Kusaoke. She began to regret that she had eaten a lot of desserts in the hotel. It's not that I regret eating less, but that I reduce the good taste of enjoying food, after all, having food in my stomach and not eating in my belly feel completely different when eating. If you are full, the cooked dragon meat will also reduce the good taste.

Soon after, it was ready to go. So, the teachers and students of Waseda. There is no need to be too polite. They are full of interest in this way of eating, and they have learned it well, and they feast on it. Miyuki Kitagawa, who has eaten a bite, is fair, so be it! Looking at her classmates, alumni, and adults eating so happily, her biggest impression was that it was not so much delicious as fun.

After eating the one on his left hand, Miyuki Kitagawa picked up the glass in front of him with his right hand and drank a sip of watermelon juice. She remembered that her father had told her that one of China's greatest literary works, "Dream of Red Mansions", mentioned drinking tea, one cup was a taste, two cups were both thirst-quenching fools, and three cups were drinking cows and mules. In fact, even she knows very well that her life and taste are n different grades higher than all the people here.

Miyuki Kitagawa, who is not proud and invincible because of this, of course knows that showing off this qiē is extremely stupid and superficial, after all, he is deeply taught by his parents, Aunt Chie, and Hitomi Sakurai. Even if it's a comparison, it depends on who you compare with, and what is the comparison? If you compare the degree of food and clothing with others, it is tantamount to directly exposing that the mud on your feet has not been washed off, and there is a strong smell of sweat on your body, and you have to say that you are a nobleman.

"Miyuki, why don't you eat it? Isn't that to your taste? I think it's pretty good. Reina Watanabe, who was sitting on Miyuki Kitagawa's right hand, asked with a wink.

"It's not. When I had afternoon tea, you also saw that I ate a little too much. I'm not very hungry right now, so I can't eat much. Miyuki Kitagawa with a smile on her face said it as if it was reasonable.

Reina Watanabe, who believed it to be true, nodded her little head and said, "You better eat some more!" Otherwise, you'll be hungry at night. But don't worry, I've got some snacks from Japan that I can get you to. ”

"Thank you. I'll eat some more after I've taken a break. Kitagawa Miyuki replied calmly. (To be continued.) )