Mr. Zhou's restaurant, although it is an authentic Chinese restaurant, but the decoration style inside makes Ryan a little disappointed, there is no oriental characteristics, and the style is very modern.

"I don't know if the taste is authentic. ”

Ryan muttered softly, and followed Helen to sit down in a very quiet position under the guidance of the waiter.

The only thing that made him quite satisfied, at least the waiter in front of him was a Chinese, and it was likely to be a work-study college student.

Looking at the English menu handed over by the waiter, Ryan frowned slightly, and there were some plausible names on the menu, which made him look confused.

"Is there a Chinese menu?"

Ryan gestured at the English menu in his hand and asked in native Mandarin as the waiter looked at him with a surprised look.

Mandarin!

The waiter was obviously stunned, the person in front of him was obviously a pure American, and he could speak Mandarin fluently.

"Yes sir, please wait a moment. The waiter came back to his senses a little and immediately turned around to get the Chinese menu.

Helen, on the other side, looked at Ryan with some surprise and asked, "You can speak Chinese!"

"My mother is one-half Chinese, so I grew up more fond of Oriental culture. Ryan said honestly.

His mother is really half Chinese.

Helen had an expression that was the same, no wonder she would come to a Chinese restaurant to celebrate.

After a while, the waiter came over with a Chinese menu.

Taking over the Chinese menu, Ryan briefly flipped through it and found that most of the dishes on it were sweet, probably to accommodate local diners.

"Can you cook Sichuan food?"

"Yes. ”

The waiter glanced at Helen next to him, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes, and secretly said that this ghost guy specially asked if he could cook Sichuan food, whether he wanted to make this beautiful young lady ugly!

Not to mention that in the United States, there are many people in China who can't eat Sichuan food.

"That's good. ”

Ryan ignored the waiter's gaze and directly reported the names of the dishes.

"Boiled pork slices, husband and wife lung slices, mapo tofu, pickled pepper phoenix feet, Dengying beef, spicy crab, spicy chicken. ”

After saying it in one breath, he remembered that he didn't ask Helen if she could eat spicy food, so he asked for her opinion.

"Helen, can you eat chili!"

In the face of Ryan's question, Helen raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked me if I could eat chili?

What do you mean!

"You can eat some. ”

After asking Helen's opinion, Ryan nodded with satisfaction and said, "I want authentic and original Chinese food, not improved methods." ”

"Remember to put more spicy seeds, red oil should not be less, it is best to put more millet spicy. ”

The waiter wrote down Ryan's request, and was speechless for a while, and put more spicy seeds, even Xiao Mi Spicy knew it, it was really hell, and he was not afraid of being spicy to death.

Pity the beautiful woman who came with him, and she had to be full of fire for a while.

The dishes were very fast, and after a while, a large table full of Sichuan dishes smelled a spicy smell before I ate it.

"You taste authentic Chinese food. ”

Ryan blinked, picked out dishes with a lot of peppers and red oil, and used public utensils to fill a large plate for Helen.

Seeing this, Helen's expression was calm, and she elegantly picked up a piece of reddish boiled meat, put it in her mouth and chewed it, without any change on her face.

"The taste was ok. ”

Ryan looked puzzled, but it just tasted okay, but it wasn't spicy at all!

The next moment, he picked up a piece of boiled meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and it really tasted good.

But he suddenly paused, and his whole face turned red, like a monkey's ass.

"Water, water, water!"

He picked up a glass of water and poured it into his mouth, but the spicy taste in his mouth still made him frown.

On the other hand, Helen, who was on the other side, had already eaten in small bites again, and her face was as usual.

"That's what you just said, can you eat some?"

Ryan put down the glass and glared at her viciously.

"I forgot to tell you that my mother grew up in Mexico, so when I was a kid she used to cook some Mexican food. Helen smiled rarely.

When I was a child, there were often Mexican-style dishes on the table, and there were some very spicy dishes.

So for her, the Chinese food is very spicy at the moment, but it is not unacceptable.

On the contrary, it was the feeling of numbness, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Mexican food!

Ryan suddenly smiled bitterly, is this self-inflicted.

Damn Mexican food.

Fortunately, except for the boiled pork slices, the spicy taste of other dishes was acceptable, which made him appetite, and it can even be said that he had the best meal in this time.

Just as the two were about to pay the bill and leave, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the door.

"Helen!"

In the direction of the voice, a man and a woman walked, and the woman was holding a girl of four or five years old in her arms, who looked like a large doll.

"Mr. Swift!"

"When did you come to Los Angeles!" Helen looked a little surprised, and immediately got up and left her seat and began to talk to the man who walked by.

"I just arrived yesterday, and this Taylor has to be noisy to eat Chinese food. Swift pointed to the little girl in the woman's arms with a hint of helplessness.

"Hello, Lady Andrea, is this little Taylor!" Helen looked at the little girl in her arms, revealing a hint of curiosity.

"Hello, Miss Helen, my father has mentioned you and said you are beautiful. The little girl named Taylor was not stranger to Helen at all, but said in a milky voice.

"You're beautiful too. Helen smiled, visibly delighted.

"Okay Taylor, say goodbye to Miss Helen, didn't you say you wanted to eat Chinese food!" Swift glanced at his wife, looking indescribably embarrassed.

In front of his wife, it is still very embarrassing to praise another woman for being beautiful, even if it is not what he said personally.

"Goodbye, Miss Helen. Little Taylor waved his hand and said goodbye to Helen.

Seeing the very interesting family of three leaving, Ryan showed a hint of thought in his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Who is this Mr. Swift!"

Helen sat back down and said, "Mr. Swift works at Merrill Lynch and is also my mother's equity manager. ”

But Mr. Swift's family, who spend their days on an 11-acre farm in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, rarely come to Los Angeles. ”

Mr. Swift!

Little Taylor!

An 11-acre farm in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania!

It's hard to stump that little girl who looks like a doll just now, it's the mold that was so popular in her previous life!

"Can you give me Mr. Swift's contact information? "Ryan is missing an equity manager.

"Yes. ”

Helen wrote down his contact information on a napkin and handed it to him, saying, "Mr. Swift is a very competent stock manager, and you can take his advice on investments." ”

Unfortunately, his daughter was too young to have moved to Los Angeles or New York. ”

Ryan was even more sure that the little girl who looked like a doll just now was the famous mold in his previous life.

"Farms are more suitable for childhood than in Los Angeles or New York. ”

"In that respect, Mr. and Mrs. Swift are definitely good parents. ”

Speaking of mildew, it is simply a legend, it can be said that she is one of the most famous female singers in the world in the twentieth century, and a representative figure of American country music.

However, the most important people in Mildew's life are the Swifts.

In 2001, after watching a video of country singer Faith Hill, Mildew began begging her mother to pursue her musical dreams in Nashville, the hometown of rural folk in Tennessee.

If I were a parent, I am afraid that I would not agree to such a request.

However, Mildew's mother agreed, and soon persuaded Mildew's father, Swift, to move the family to Nashville together.

Thus officially opened the legend of mildew.

Most parents in families just want their sons to become dragons and daughters to become phoenixes, and arrange a path that they think is successful, but it is difficult to do the same as the Swifts.

So there is only one mold in North America and even in the world, a young singer who can buy an apartment worth nearly two million dollars at the age of twenty.