The sky has slowly darkened, plus the delay on the road, Zhen Fan and they spent twelve hours in the whole trip to reach Orlando, when they arrived, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, if they continued to hurry, it would only take about three hours to reach Miami, but he still didn't want to be so tired after all.

It was his car, and Lance was sleeping in the passenger seat, his head swaying up and down as his neck was soft. Helena had already slept in the back seat, she lay down, covered with a blanket that she carried with the car, and slept more deeply, and she was also tired from driving all the way.

Zhen Fan entered Orlando according to the navigation provided by Helena's mobile phone, Orlando has a population of only more than 10,000 people, which is considered a small and medium-sized city, and the name of the city is also named after a U.S. soldier Orlando Risf who died in Lake Iona.

It's a good place to relax, even the annual yo-yo tournament is held here, and the proportion of the population here is a lot of Asians, including many Chinese. Therefore, when Zhen Fan drove the car according to the hotel Helena booked online, he found that it was run by a Chinese boss.

The hotel is all about Chinese style, and you can see very Chinese signs at the door, two big lions, and then there are iconic things like red lanterns. Of course, if this is more popular in China, it is relatively new, but in the United States, it is relatively novel, and it is very fresh for those non-Asian Americans.

The waiter was wearing a cheongsam, with a slit almost to the waist. The slender snow-white thighs, at the slit of the cheongsam, appear and disappear from time to time. I can't help but wonder what is wrong. But fortunately, people like Lance are a little sleepy, so there is nothing to take advantage of to be funny or anything.

Three people in three rooms, entering the room, a typical Chinese layout, Zhen Fan took a bath, looked at the time, and it was already ten o'clock. And the three of them hadn't had a good dinner yet, so Zhen Fan knocked on their doors one by one. Then meet up for a Chinese meal.

After the Chinese food in the United States, some changes have generally been made, and the taste caters to the locals, therefore. Zhen Fan didn't order food after sitting down. Directly to the waiter, he said, "Go and call your boss." ”

Zhen Fan spoke in Chinese, and the girl seemed to be Chinese, so she could also understand Zhen Fan's Mandarin, and quickly called the boss. The boss is a Chinese in his fifties, his hair is still jet black, he has a running hairstyle back and wears a Chinese-style gown, if he bites the pipe in his mouth. It looks like a living old man from the Republic of China, but this dress makes Zhen Fan smile.

"The contemptible surname is Su. Precious party, the word is solid. I don't know the name of the little brother? The person's bow salute made Zhen Fan, who was about to stretch out his hand to shake his hand, cry and laugh a little, so he had to nod and arch his hand.

"Zhen Fan!" The answer was simple and crisp. And Zhen Fan was still depressed about this person's words, how could he be so familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the words of Zeng Gong of the Song Dynasty in the Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasty Prose.

"Little brother beckoning, I don't know what's going on?" This Su Guifang has always been so polite, and it looks like a bit of an ancient's style, but it is so pretentious that people are a little uncomfortable.

"Well, it might be a bit rude to say. You know I'm from Chinese mainland, and I'm more particular about Chinese food, but when Chinese food arrives in the United States, I also pay attention to following local customs, so ...... I'm a little unaccustomed to eating, but the local taste is good, and it's endless! ”

Zhen Fan's set of rhetoric made this Su Guifang stunned, are you here to eat or to smash the field? Or are you here to talk to someone?

"That's what you say, but what do you want to say?"

"It's very simple, I want to go to the kitchen and cook some authentic Chinese food, then fill my mouth and have some good wine. If it's convenient......" Zhen Fan said tentatively. Originally, this matter was indeed outrageous, and it was generally suspected of smashing the signboard if he went to the kitchen to fry the vegetables by himself.

Sure enough, Su Guifang's face was a little unsightly. But he still endured it and said with a sigh of relief: "If the guest is not satisfied, we can accept the guidance, but it is so late today, if you are not in a hurry to eat, it is better to come and talk another day, I can accompany you at any time." ”

Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled: "You really mean wrong." I just want to eat a more authentic Chinese food, and if the three of me think I'm not sincere enough, I'm willing to pay double the price for the meal. When he said this, he was still quite sincere, and Su Guifang's face finally softened a little.

"Actually, I'm not satisfied with my brother, I usually cook my own food for myself, I don't dare to eat what the kitchen masters do, I'm afraid that it will spoil the taste, so let's do it, my brother's dish is made, can I taste it?" Su Guifang said, "To be honest, I'm actually a foodie, if my brother does really well, the food money is free, and if you want to eat in the future, I will be free of charge, as long as I am allowed to eat!" ”

This person is still bold, and Zhen Fan agreed with a smile. Then he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to follow Su Guifang to the kitchen. It made Lance and Helena stunned, I don't know what they were talking about, seeing Zhen Fan getting up to leave, Lance hurriedly grabbed him: "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to cook Chinese food for you, authentic, guaranteed and your appetite!"

"Well, that's pretty much it!" Lance let go of his hand in satisfaction.

Zhen Fan went in, Su Gui conveniently asked a master to give up his position, at first the master was a little unhappy, Su Guifang only said that he came here to apply for a job and test his cooking skills, and the master snorted and stopped talking.

Zhen Fan didn't plan to cook a few big dishes, just picked up some beef, made a salt-fried beef, and then made a tomato egg soup, fried tofu, braised pork and fried eggplant plus a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs. It's all a few home-cooked dishes, and the color looks very good, similar to those chefs.

A few chefs still watched Zhen Fan cook with a thoughtful eye, but Zhen Fan's hands still nodded and expressed affirmation, indicating that Zhen Fan still has kung fu in his hands. It's not that these chefs can't cook authentic Chinese food, but they just change their techniques and skills in order to follow the local customs.

After the dishes were fried, they were cut off at one time, and Zhen Fan also ordered two bottles of liquor, Su Guifang followed behind and personally served two dishes and put them on the table, the four of them sat in pairs, the wine came, and there were three glasses of wine, which was the traditional Chinese kind of wine glass, which was relatively small.

"I'll try it first!" Su Guifang plans to take a bite, if you think it is average and not distinctive, you will find an excuse to leave, but looking at the dishes, it should be okay, it belongs to the more delicious kind. Therefore, he first grabbed the eggplant with his chopsticks. Eggplant is a relatively difficult dish to fry, the heat is heavy, the taste will appear pure, if the heat is light, it will be more astringent.

I took a small slice and put it in my mouth, chewed it slowly, and even closed my eyes and tasted it slowly. Flavor...... It seems to be so good and delicious! It's just the word delicious, I want to find some adjectives to compare, but I can't find it, except for the two words delicious, there is nothing else to say.

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Zhen Fan, and was about to say a few words to express his inner shock, but when he saw the three people on the table, they all shook off their cheeks, munched heavily, and immediately stopped talking, holding his breath, and no longer scribbling slowly and logically, nor savoring it, but also munching heavily.

The meal was very enjoyable, and after a while, the four of them swept away the plates. Wine also drank a bottle, Lance drank Chinese baijiu for the first time, and after the initial discomfort, his bold personality also came out, but Helena didn't drink it, she ordered a bottle of cold drink.

"Delicious!" Again, these two words.

Su Guifang touched his stomach and smiled at Zhen Fan: "It's been a long time since I've eaten such delicious dishes, if all the chefs here are like yours, my restaurant will have a prosperous business, it's a pity!" He also knew that Zhen Fan couldn't look down on his small restaurant here, so he could only shake his head and sigh regretfully.

"Check out!" Zhen Fan smiled and didn't answer his words.

"What kind of account, face sheet, brother will come here to eat in the future, all of them will be free, no matter how expensive the dishes you eat, there is only one condition, can you let me have a partner!" Su Guifang looked at Zhen Fan with a smile, and there was a meaning of flattery.

"No problem!" Zhen Fan agreed as soon as he pleased, God knows if he will come to Orlando again, and then just said it.

It's just that when Su Guifang heard Zhen Fan's words, he was overjoyed, and quickly left his business card and asked Zhen Fan to come and sit down if he was fine. In fact, he is a very typical traditional Chinese, and he also hopes to taste Chinese dishes every day, especially a master-level chef like Zhen Fan.

On the way back to the hotel, Lance was so full of praise for Zhen Fan's craftsmanship that he almost worshipped him. But Helena just listened, and did not agree with Lance's words, because when she was in the town, she had tasted Zhen Fan's craftsmanship. So I wasn't very surprised, but I took it for granted.

The three of them returned to the hotel and each went back to his room. Zhen Fan took a comfortable bath, and when he was in the bathtub, he heard his mobile phone ringing.

"I'm really looking for the time!" Zhen Fan got up from the bathtub, draped a bath towel, and then connected the phone. The call came from Zoe, and she asked Zhen Fan with concern where she was now, just because she was not at ease. Zhen Fan comforted her, hung up the phone, and was about to go back to soak again, when the phone rang again.

"Zhen, it's me, Sarah!"

It's very crisp over there, it's Sarah's style.

"What? Did you catch Grison Mordin? Zhen Fanming knew that she didn't catch her, but he couldn't help but tease her, he kind of liked to see her angry, it was a real feeling.

"You know you don't!" Sarah was a little angry, but she tried her best to calm her anger, and then soothed her feelings and said, "I need your help, I guess that bastard is hidden by his parents." We couldn't find him, no clues, and ...... There is also a big problem that only you can solve. ”

"Oh? What's the problem, I have to do it? ”

"Regarding the paranormal problem, you will definitely be interested in The X-Files!" Sarah deliberately lengthened her voice. (To be continued......)