Mark took the rose crisp, visibly stunned.

Chen Er didn't talk to him much, but picked up a small spoon and tasted the apple pudding made by Mark.

Soft on the palate and rich in apple aroma.

Very orthodox to do.

Chen Er was eating apple pudding while talking to Mark.

"Did you specialize in cooking?"

Mark was still staring at the rose crisp in his hand.

Chen Er asked coldly, and he was stunned before he reacted.

He replied, "Yes, I like cooking, so my family hired a famous chef as a teacher for me." ”

Chen Er nodded, no wonder, the things made by this mark, whether it is the amount of ingredients added or the shape of the food, the taste is very "decent".

At first glance, you can see that it has been systematically studied.

Unlike Chen Er, Chen Er does not follow the rules and regulations when cooking because he has no foundation, and he often does what he thinks of and how he wants to do it.

There are no rules at all.

Chen Er told Mark, "There is a saying in Huaxia. ”

"The best chef is a chef who can make ordinary ingredients extremely delicious."

Mark tilted his head sideways, a confused look in his eyes, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of the sentence.

Chen Er had no choice but to explain again.

"With the best ingredients, of course, it's easy to make a wonderful taste. But what about ingredients that are very common or even very bad? ”

"The ingredients you use are all very good, and the ingredients I use are very ordinary."

"So, sometimes it's not just about the ingredients when you make good food."

Mark asked, "Is it a problem with the ingredients?" ”

Chen Er shook his head, "It's not a matter of ingredients......

"The birth of a cuisine is actually the chef who uses his own means to perfectly blend the ingredients."

"The key is whether the two ingredients can be compatible."

"Another point is to highlight the characteristics."

Just like the rose cake that Chen Er just made, he used fresh roses to mix the dough, and then made the dough into the shape of roses, which is to highlight the characteristics of the food.

After Chen Er said this, he was going to leave.

However, as if he had suddenly come to his senses, Mark followed Chen Er closely and talked to Chen Er.

After communicating more with Mark in English, Chen Er suddenly noticed a problem.

It is very difficult to translate many Chinese into English.

Even if it is translated, sometimes the meaning changes drastically.

This is also a very helpless thing, after all, there are cultural differences.

In the end, even Mark was anxious, felt that he could not chat happily, and shouted to learn Chinese.

Chen Er smiled and said to him, "It is not difficult to learn simple conversations in Chinese, but it is very difficult to learn fine, good luck." ”

And Chen Er will only stay in Oxford for a few days, and will leave in two days.

Mark turned his gaze to Zhou Shirui next to him.

"Zhou, or you teach me to learn Chinese."

Zhou Shirui's expression suddenly became ugly.

Mark wondered, did he ask the wrong question?

Zhou Shirui's eyes were a little embarrassed, "My Chinese is very bad......"

Mark opened his eyes in surprise and subconsciously blurted out the words in his heart.

Chen Er didn't even have time to grab him.

"Aren't you from Huaxia? Why is Chinese bad? ”

After asking this question, Zhou Shirui's expression became even more embarrassed.

Mark also immediately realized that he had asked the wrong question.

Shut up immediately.

The atmosphere suddenly became very silent.

And it's a bit heavy.

Chen Er didn't know why, he just suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy.

But everyone, you look at me, I look at you, you just don't say a word, and if this continues, the atmosphere will only become more embarrassing.

Chen Er looked up and pointed to a café around the corner.

"After walking for a long time, your feet are tired, let's go sit over there."

There aren't many customers in the café, so the environment is quiet.

Chen Er chose a table by the window, and the three of them sat down together.

On the wood-colored table is a cream-white vase with a few pink roses in it.

Originally, everyone was not in the mood, so they casually ordered a cup of coffee to drink.

After sitting for a while, Chen Er saw that the coffee in his cup was about to run out.

Zhou Shirui, who was sitting opposite him, spoke slowly.

"Teacher Chen, as a Chinese, isn't it a shame that you can't even speak your native language well."

Zhou Shirui said this sentence in very broken Chinese.

Mark didn't understand much, but he could see that Zhou Shirui's expression was not happy.

So he quietly glanced at Chen Er.

Chen Er showed a soft smile.

"When I first went to university, I was full of native dialect, and I spoke Mandarin very badly."

"But what does it matter. Just learn slowly. ”

Zhou Shirui's expression softened slightly when she heard this.

Her eyes were a little empty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't think my parents will approve of me learning Chinese, at least not now." ”

Chen Er was a little surprised at this time.

"Why?"

Chen Er remembered what Zhou Shirui said.

Their whole family is Chinese, and it is nothing that Chinese people know Chinese.

Zhou Shirui's next words were too long to say in Chinese.

So, she spoke English the whole time.

Mark was naturally able to hear it clearly from the side.

When Chen Er listened, his expression was not too ugly, but he frowned slightly.

Mark was indignant at this time.

Ms. Zhou said she immigrated to Britain with her parents when she was seven years old.

After arriving in England, she never heard a word of her hometown dialect and Chinese again.

Her parents told her not to make friends with children from other Chinese families or to speak Chinese at home.

In order to do this, Zhou Shirui's parents never use Chinese to communicate at home.

Therefore, Zhou Shirui's English has developed by leaps and bounds.

So much so that when Zhou Shirui was in middle school, she almost forgot all about Chinese.

Zhou Shirui decided to secretly learn Chinese on her own.

She watched Chinese movies and TV series online and secretly bought Chinese books.

However, as long as it is discovered by the parents, it will inevitably be another quarrel at home.

After a long time, Zhou Shirui could not learn Chinese well.

Mark didn't understand.

"Although you have immigrated, it is your mother tongue, and even if they don't like it, they don't have the right to restrict your freedom to learn!"

Zhou Shirui's expression was a little dumbfounded, she didn't know what she was thinking, and there was no trace of sadness in her eyes.

There is only a deep sense of powerlessness.

"My parents said they wanted me to be fully immersed in the local culture and living background."

"They don't want me to be discriminated against, and only by integrating into the local life circle can I not be excluded."

Chen Er suddenly understood the meaning of this idea at this time.

In order for the child to fully adapt to local life, the child is forced to forget his native language and fully accept the local culture, so that the child can easily integrate into this life.

Chen Er looked at Zhou Shirui.

This practice is not only tiring for parents, but also for children.

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