"Oh, wow, modern society, I love modern society to death!"

Standing on the street, looking at the crowd around him, looking at the tall buildings that stood tall, Chris shouted out his ancient English.

Although his heart was not excited, there was still a little excitement. Compared with the United States in the 19th century, the modern society is undoubtedly much more comfortable.

"My favorite Chinese food, I'm here. ”

Instead of looking for a hotel or changing his clothes, Chris headed for a Chinese restaurant.

Because he happened to see a Chinese restaurant on the side of the street. In the modern society, no matter which world the modern society, Chinese restaurants are opened all over the world.

Even if it doesn't take root, it's on the way to open a Chinese restaurant.

Chris, Fang Zhixing in his previous life, is an authentic Chinese, even if he has now crossed into a Westerner, his taste and culture have been cultivated for a long time, but his favorite is still Chinese food.

Greeted by a Westerner, Chris stepped into the Chinese restaurant, which was not crowded with customers.

Chris chose a table and sat down, and a waiter came up to Chris.

The waitress is yellow-skinned and dark-haired, with a typical Chinese face, and judging by Chris's sunshine, she is a beautiful woman.

Seeing such a face, Chris's memory was instantly pulled back to his previous life, the past life that haunted him.

Although Chris has now become a Westerner, and the knowledge he has learned and the path he has taken are also Western occultism, in the deepest part of his heart, there is a place of nostalgia that will always be fixed.

Thinking of China in his previous life, as if it was just yesterday, Chris inexplicably wanted to cry.

"What do you order, sir?"

The waitress was not very old and looked like a girl. However, her words brought Chris's mind back to reality, and the tears that were about to burst were also taken back.

Even with such a simple sentence, the girl stumbled over it, as if she was not fluent in English.

"I'm sorry, she's my granddaughter, she's just arrived in London and she doesn't speak English very well. What do you want to order?"

Chris didn't speak, and an elderly man in his fifties and sixties, dressed in waiter clothes, stepped forward and asked.

The elder looked at Chris's clothes, and frowned in his heart, the style of this dress looks a little old, is it a role-playing?

Chris smiled, and this smile came from Chris's sincerity, because he met his compatriots.

"A Kung Pao chicken, boiled pork slices, potato slices fried meat, and a tomato and egg soup. To authentic Chinese food, put more spicy, I can eat spicy. ”

As soon as Chris's words came out, both the grandfather and grandson were calmed. It's not because of this spicy requirement, after all, foreigners generally rarely eat spicy.

It's because of Chris's fluent and well-spoken Mandarin Chinese!

Although many foreigners also learn Chinese, they are not fluent in speaking, let alone in place, and the four tones are difficult to master, and there are flat tongues and curved tongues, anterior nasal and posterior nasal sounds.

If you pay more attention to it, you can also talk about the problem of pronunciation and dialect.

At this point, Chris's speech was strictly non-standard, because he still had a little southern dialect accent.

As for which region's accent it is, the grandfather and grandson can't tell the difference. But in terms of Mandarin, it is definitely already at the level of Chinese.

"Okay, you wait. ”

Chris showed his language skills, and the girl's grandfather returned to Chinese.

"What's your name? Why don't you sit with me for a while? I'm quite lonely when I eat alone. ”

Grandpa went to work as a waitress, but the girl didn't leave, but secretly looked at Chris with a curious expression.

So, Chris greeted the girl and greeted each other in Mandarin.

The girl seemed to be moved by Chris's smile, pulled a chair across from Chris, and sat down.

"My name is Su Qing, and I came to London to study. ”

After Su Qing introduced herself, she shifted the topic to Chris, "Your Mandarin is very good, I have never met a foreigner who is so good at Mandarin." ”

Chris nodded, "I think so too." I have been in China for 22 years, and I have grown up in a Mandarin atmosphere, so I naturally speak Mandarin fluently. ”

"By the way, you can call me Chris. ”

It's been a long time since I spoke Chinese, and Chris's chat ability has been increased to full value, and I chatted with Su Qing very happily.

Su Qing had just arrived in London and was not familiar with London, so the topic of conversation between Chris and Su Qing was mainly on the Chinese side.

Although Chris has the body of a foreigner, he has the soul of a Chinese and can be said to know China very well.

In addition, the development of China in this world is similar to that of China in the previous life, so there is basically no barrier to chatting.

While chatting hotly, the authentic meal was already served.

"The guests want to eat, are you still sitting?" The meal was presented, and Grandpa was ready to let Su Qing leave.

But Chris stopped.

"It's okay, let her accompany me, I haven't been to China for a few years, it's okay to tell me about China's development. ”

Chris took out his chopsticks very smoothly, and began to pick up the dishes with his fingers.

"Have you eaten?

As the chat became more and more familiar, Su Qing, who was already a little lively, gradually let go, "Invite girls to dinner, just invite this?"

Su Qing regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, because it was too ambiguous.

Chris also rarely meets a little girl, and she is a little girl with yellow skin and black hair, and she is in a good mood and happy.

"And what do you want to eat?" Chris's own chopsticks didn't stop for a moment, he hadn't eaten Chinese food in a long time.

"Didn't think about it. Su Qing shook her head and ended the topic just now.

"Okay, there will be opportunities in the future. ”

Now that he has discovered this Chinese restaurant and has a lively little Chinese girl, Chris has decided to eat here as much as possible in the future.

Although it has been a long time since he has eaten Chinese food, Chris does not look like a gobble, and he has cultivated some dining habits.

For example, the etiquette habits during dining, although they did not reach the level of strictness, at least they seemed polite in Su Qing's opinion.

"Checkout!"

Three dishes and one soup, Chris didn't finish it, there was still some left, but Chris was full.

It was only after this shout that Chris realized a problem, he didn't seem to have any money.

Su Qing's grandfather came over with the bill.

"Grandpa, I'm invited for this meal. Just as Chris was thinking about what to mortgage as a good thing, Su Qing had already taken the bill and said.