Life style warm man

Chapter 235 The flipped stir-fried ladle

Chinese restaurants are a magical place in America.

Chinese people don’t recognize them as Chinese food, but foreigners think they are Chinese food, and they label themselves as Chinese food!

Chinese restaurants are often small shops with little reputation, located in places with relatively poor environments.

The dishes inside are all so-called styles modified to suit foreigners, like Kung Pao Chicken and Sweet and Sour Pork, which are frighteningly sweet.

Foreigners don’t like this adaptation at all.

Even if the food is poor, the dining environment and service attitude are also hard to describe. It's like opening a restaurant, which is full of things to deal with.

It is said that modern new immigrants have begun to build Chinese restaurants with elegant environments and exquisite taste.

But this time they didn't go to that kind of restaurant. Rebecca took them to an ordinary Chinese restaurant nearby.

This is the first time he has been to a place like this since he came to the United States. It’s neither good nor foreign, and it feels quite special.

Entering the store, Wang Shen felt like he was in an old Jackie Chan Hong Kong movie.

The waiter managed a smile, but that smile was somewhat of a deal-breaker.

After the four of them sat down, they each ordered one of the Chinese dishes that the restaurant is famous for, and then handed the menu to the waiter.

The waiters here include both Chinese and foreigners, and it feels like the world is one.

But dictating the English they spoke made people realize that this is still the United States after all.

Coupled with the other party's neither salty nor bland attitude, everyone's expectations were lowered by more than one level!
There were not many customers here at this time, only three or two people eating.

After the waiter left, the four of them chatted casually.

Rebecca speaks good Chinese, so communication is easy.

Wang Xin asked her curiously what life was like in the United States.

Xue Xiyao also listened with interest and said a few words from time to time.

Wang Shen's focus was not on them, his eyes were casually scanning the restaurant.

He knew what Rebecca meant by bringing him here, and he also understood Ashley's dedication to catering.

But he can't just invest in opening restaurants in the United States on a whim.

Whether it is the market or the business environment, he needs to have a detailed understanding.

In fact, he is a little concerned about opening a restaurant.

What is wrong with Chinese people is that they worship foreigners and favor foreigners.

If Wang Shen's fried rice brand was developed abroad and then promoted domestically, the effect would definitely not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

At least the effect is doubled or even dozens or hundreds of times.

If the God-given fried rice skill cannot be carried forward, it will feel like a waste of resources.

Don’t think that catering doesn’t make money. Many big companies started from catering.

After about ten minutes, the food they ordered was finally served. Perhaps seeing that there were both Chinese and foreigners among them, the waiter brought the knives, forks and chopsticks.

"Try it!"

Wang Shen picked up the chopsticks, added a piece of sweet and sour pork, and put it in his mouth.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, he frowned.

Cooked with heavy oil, without proper control of heat and cooking time, it is too sweet and even a little greasy.

This level of quality is definitely not available in China. Anyone who serves talented food like this will definitely be scolded.

It is estimated that the sweetness is deliberately increased to adapt to foreign countries.

Do foreigners really like this kind of sweetness?

Wang Shen looked at Rebecca and said with a smile: "What do you think of this dish?"

Rebecca shook her head and said, "I don't like it. This kind of sweetness is a bit too much. I don't know what other people think. I think it's not good for health, and when I eat it, I feel bad..."

Rebecca expressed her opinion directly.

After saying that, she paused and then said: "Now you understand why Ashley wants you to show off your skills, right? Because this is the kind of Chinese food they usually see!"

Wang Shen nodded.

Then I tasted the remaining dishes, and they all tasted similar. They all used methods that favored foreigners' tastes, but the methods were quite rough.

The food looks a bit unpalatable and has no aesthetic appeal.

It's not as good as French food, Japanese food, where every side dish can be used to create a variety of dishes.

First of all, it falls behind in terms of appearance.

Not to mention the taste.

The four of them ate a few mouthfuls, but none of them had much appetite. They simply dealt with it and got up to leave.

At this moment, a young Chinese man seemed to notice them and walked over quickly.

"Excuse me, please give me some time. I am from this store. I see that you don't eat much. Is the food not to your taste?"

The young man spoke English and his demeanor was quite polite.

Hearing this, Rebecca opened her hands slightly and said apologetically: "Maybe we can't get used to this taste. It's not your fault."

"No, I know there is a problem, but I don't know where the problem is. You know, I want to hear your sincere evaluation..."

The young man shook his head and continued.

Rebecca translated the young man's words to Wang Shen and asked Wang Shen for his opinion.

Wang Shen looked at the young man and then said, "Were you born in the United States?"

After Rebecca translated the words, the young man nodded and said, "Yes, are you from China from across the ocean?"

Wang Shen nodded.

Then he said: "The food in your restaurant is very different from that in China. Maybe, if you have the opportunity, you can go to China and try the food there, and you will find the answer."

The young man frowned when he heard this and nodded seriously.

Wang Shen smiled, then turned around and left the Chinese restaurant with the three girls.

After leaving the Chinese restaurant, the four of them rushed to the restaurant run by Ashley.

But this time I didn’t go to the kitchen, but went directly to Ashley’s office.

When Ashley saw Wang Shen arriving, she immediately apologized.

Wang Shen naturally wouldn't care about this trivial matter. It was originally a misunderstanding caused by different customs.

Rebecca told her about their trip to the Chinese restaurant, and Ashley's blue eyes suddenly looked at Wang Shen expectantly.

The blue eyes of European and American women are unique.

There is a sense of déjà vu like sapphire.

Upon seeing this, Wang Shen spoke up and said, "I heard Rebecca tell you about your situation. What are your specific plans?"

When Rebecca heard this, she couldn't wait to move closer to Wang Shen.

Then she started talking about her plan.

Wang Xin glanced at Xue Xiyao from the side, whispered in her ear: "My brother doesn't like foreigners, don't worry."

Xue Xiyao shyly touched her with her arm and blamed her for being weird.

Wang Xin covered her mouth and chuckled.

Ashley's catering plan is actually very simple, which is to start a new business and open a separate store.

It's just that she took a fancy to Wang Shen's ability.I would like to invite Wang Shen to collaborate.

Of course, if Wang Shen didn't contact her, she would have planned to start a new business, but the catering style she chose was French food.

At this time, Wang Shen happened to appear, and her plan changed.

Although her plan is simple, there are still many details involved.

If others want to start a catering business, it will not be as easy as Ashley.

After all, Ashley is backed by a sizable catering company.

Wang Shen also took this into consideration before coming to meet with her for a detailed discussion.

Now that the topic has been discussed, of course, specific issues must be analyzed in detail.

So Wang Shen, Ashley and translator Rebecca began a conversation that lasted for more than an hour.

Finally, a general direction of cooperation was determined.

"Wang, I want you to show me your fried rice later. Oh, in addition to it being really delicious, I also want Prussia to experience real Chinese food. If possible, I hope he can join us in our cooperation. .”

Wang Shen hesitated slightly and then agreed to her request.

When Rebecca heard this, she immediately said with joy: "It's great, I can finally eat that kind of delicious food. It really doesn't feel like rice. It's hard for me to describe it."

Xue Xiyao said in surprise: "Is it really so delicious?"

Wang Xin nodded vigorously.

Xue Xiyao suddenly looked at Wang Shen with an unkind look.

Wang Shen smiled bitterly and said, "I'll cook it for you in a minute!"

Xue Xiyao also knew that this was not the time to act coquettishly, so she hummed, "That's pretty much it."

Just do it, and soon the group came to the kitchen of the Western restaurant again.

Prussia was obviously unhappy when he saw Wang Shen and others in the kitchen again.

He was about to question Ashley.

Just listen to Ashley say: "Mr. Pruss, OK, you will see real Chinese food today, please give me a little patience."

Prussia said with slight disdain: "I have already tasted the Chinese food you mentioned. Their taste..."

"No, how can that be Chinese food? You have to know that China is a country with thousands of years of food culture. Well, I need some cooked rice and some ingredients, and I think you should be able to provide it to me."

Prussia looked at Ashley and saw that she seemed to be serious, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded, and then began to prepare various ingredients according to the requirements of Ashley, that is, Wang Shen.

Wang Shen hasn't cooked for a long time, and he also misses the feeling of making fried rice.

The system gave him a special fried rice skill, which was equivalent to instilling the fried rice factor into his muscles, nerves and even his psychology.

Therefore, Wang Shen still has a different feeling for fried rice subconsciously.He rolled up his sleeves and was about to try out the cooking tools.

After scanning the surroundings, I suddenly realized that there was no such fried ladle here.

Wang Shen was immediately dumbfounded.

This is a Western restaurant. How can you cook authentic fried rice using a flat-bottomed pan like steak frying?

"Well, I think, we need a pot!"

Wang Shen looked at Ashley with some embarrassment.

Ashley was stunned for a moment, but as she was familiar with food, she reacted instantly.

"That's a real problem."

Ashley smiled bitterly.

Then she started calling friends in the catering industry that she was familiar with to see if she knew anyone who opened a Chinese restaurant and could find this kind of pot.

The staff in the back kitchen who were originally going to watch Wang Shen's performance saw that they had not started working for a long time, and they immediately spread their hands and behaved like birds and animals.

The restaurant is still open after all.

Upon seeing this, Prussia shook his head and smiled: "OK, if it is a magic pot, I think it might be Aladdin's magic pot, haha!"

After saying that, he continued teasing; "I will no longer be interested in this so-called Chinese food. Ashley, I want you to stop disturbing my work. This is what you gave me when I joined this restaurant." I promised."

Ashley was about to retort when Wang Shen, who understood what he was saying after being translated by Rebecca, stopped Ashley.

"Let's wait until the pot arrives!"

Seeing that Wang Shen didn't refute, Prussia shook his head boredly, and then started to do his own business.

He has determined that Wang Shen is a liar who came to deceive his boss Ashley.

Fried rice and stir-fried gourds are not everywhere in the streets in China, but at least they are easy to find.

But in the United States, it's a bit troublesome to find it.

Fortunately, Ashley has a wide network of contacts, and after contacting her around, she finally contacted a Chinese restaurant that had a qualified stir-fried ladle.

So she took Wang Shen and drove a large SUV to the Chinese restaurant.

When he arrived at the scene, Wang Shen took a look and found that it was indeed suitable.

So the two of them returned to the restaurant with the fried ladle.

Before leaving, Wang Shen also picked up some condiments, which were obviously suitable for making Chinese food.

Wang Shen glanced at the other party's kitchen and found that the cooking residue in this restaurant's kitchen was obviously more like authentic Chinese cuisine.

He couldn't help but keep an eye on it and remember this store.

After the two drove back to the restaurant, Wang Shen started preparing the fried rice.

Ashley and Rebecca were very active in busying around, helping Wang Shen wash vegetables, cut vegetables, prepare various seasonings, and prepare various ingredients.

They both felt totally enjoying themselves.

Wang Xin looked puzzled. Her brother's fried rice was delicious, but these two foreigners were too interested in it.

She couldn't help but start to worry about her brother bringing home a foreign sister-in-law.

With the preparations over, Wang Shen finally started to light the pot and make fried rice.

As the action here started, Prussia, who was still watching, finally frowned, and his footsteps gradually moved over.

Watching the heavy stir-fried ladle rolling in Wang Shen's hands, various ingredients flew into the pot like magic, and then reversed and jumped as the stir-fried ladle rolled.

The swarming flames mixed with a fragrance gradually began to spread out from the bottom of the pot, which was the change of the ingredients after they were cooked.

Prussia was slightly moved.

He knows that only with superb cooking skills can one master the changes in raw and cooked food and perfectly control the degree of cooking of ingredients.

He could see that every time Wang Shen moved the spoon, the ingredients were heated evenly.

He had never seen this kind of ability to use the strength of the wrist to control the stir-fried ladle to evenly heat the ingredients, which he had never seen in Western food.

That’s the trick with Chinese food, right?
But can you really make delicious food with just skills?

If Prussia was disdainful at first, now he is beginning to become uncertain.

Wang Shen didn't know Prussia's psychological changes. At this time, he was immersed in fried rice.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had fried rice. Picking up a stir-fried ladle is like a soldier picking up a weapon or a basketball player picking up a basketball.

Full of comfort that triggers muscle memory.

It turns out that some skills can really bring physical and mental pleasure to people.

(End of this chapter)