Actor: Thank you.

"Wow!"

Looking at the greasy whole roast duck in front of them, the two foreigners, Michael and Christine, were drooling with greed!

If you were to choose the “most representative Chinese cuisine”.

Then all of China will have to fight.

People in Shaanxi call it roujiamo and oil-splashed noodles.

People from Northeast China would talk about frozen pears and sweet and sour pork.

The people from Sichuan immediately jumped up and said it was hot pot and twice-cooked pork.

People from Guangdong Province have to raise their hands and say they are from Hu Jian...

But if foreigners were given the choice, Peking duck would definitely be at the top of the list.

When Nixon visited China, the famous dish he served to top veteran leader Kissinger was roast duck.

Roast duck is rarely served at state banquets in China, and Huaiyang cuisine is usually the main dish.

At foreign banquets, roast duck is often served as the main dish, especially in the early years, during the first generation of leadership, aged Moutai and roast duck were must-have dishes at state banquets.

"These best pieces of breast skin should be eaten with sugar."

Zhang Yuan taught them both little by little.

"Duck meat should be dipped in mashed garlic, or with yellow mustard on the side, which you Americans are more accustomed to."

"Ordinary duck skin with meat, shredded green onions, noodle sauce and cucumber strips wrapped together in a roll."

"If you like sour taste, you can also add hawthorn strips."

"We also have salt and pepper duck rack, duck soup, roasted duck heart, salted duck liver, and leek duck dish."

“That’s a total of eight ways to eat it.”

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Michael just uttered "Wow".

Christine was also stunned.

So complicated?
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan said slowly.

"Chinese cuisine is a world-class food system, just like French cuisine. You should all try it."

Maikou wrapped a roll himself, but he was obviously clumsy and didn't know how to close it.

As a result, after taking a bite, a lot of noodle sauce was made.

From a distance it looks like a pair of pants are pulled.

"Man!" Michael spread his hands and complained.

A waiter immediately handed over a hot towel to help with cleaning, and the service attitude was very good.

This service attitude proves that although Zhang Yuan invited us to eat roast duck, we did not go to the famous Quanjude.

Quanjude is already starting to fail.

Most stores have abandoned earthen stoves and switched to electric stoves, claiming that this does not affect the taste.

How could it not have an impact!
There are two types of imperial capital roast duck. The most authentic one should actually be the Bianyifang's steamed oven roast duck, which means that the oven is closed during the roasting process.

The main dish of roast duck is the meat, and the skin is not particularly crispy.

And because it is fully enclosed, the baking process cannot be observed with the naked eye, nor can the oven be opened to check.

Once the stove is turned on it's ruined.

Therefore, it depends a lot on the chef's skills and experience.

The origin of Bianyifang can be traced back to the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

Because roast duck was brought to the imperial capital from Nanzhili, which is now Nanjing, by Emperor Yongle Zhu Di after he moved the capital after he "cleared the court of corrupt officials".

That’s why people in the capital always say that their roast duck is authentic. In fact, in essence, the one in Nanjing is the most authentic.

The open oven roast duck of Quanjude evolved from the stuffy oven roast duck.

A very important point about roast duck in an open oven is the material that starts the fire!
It is best to use jujube wood, and it must be jujube wood that is more than 10 years old.

It will give the duck a special aroma.

For inferior wood, you can use peach wood, apricot wood or pear wood.

But no matter how bad the wood is, even if I use it to burn benches, it will be more fragrant than the electric grill you use when you don’t have any wood.

Moreover, Quanjude does not have any Mao service and charges a 10% service fee.

He is simply taking advantage of his seniority and fame to make money by deceiving tourists.

Locals in the capital rarely go to this place.

Zhang Yuan lives in the imperial capital, so naturally he wouldn't go there.

Logically speaking, he brought foreign guests with him.

The roast duck restaurant most frequently visited, or the most suitable one for foreign guests in the capital, is Liqun Roast Duck.

Yes, it has the same name as the cigarette.

The store is not big and its decoration is a bit like a fly-in-the-wall restaurant.

Why is it said to be most suitable for foreign guests?

It’s not that the duck was roasted so well.

Although the boss claims that he came from Quanjude, the specialty of their restaurant is not the food but the attitude.

how to say?

In the segment of "Big Shot" by Mr. Fu Biao, "We Chinese actors have already taken calcium supplements collectively!"

Their family is not in the entertainment industry, so they may not have made up for it.

So my knees are so weak!

For ordinary people, this hotel provides standard old capital service, just like the old Shanghai and old Hong Kong services.

Not only is there no service, but the waiter is being polite if he doesn't look down on you, scold you, or chase you away.

Although it is a small, run-down restaurant, you are not allowed to sit down until everyone is present, so you can only wait in the alley.

If you hesitate or are slow in ordering, or ask a few more questions, the waiter will start to yell at you and chase you away.

But there are two exceptions.

One is when a foreign master comes to eat.

That's passionate.

You can even cut in line.

They will also give you a detailed introduction to the dishes and even chat with you.

The second type is celebrities.

Their house is covered with photos of celebrities.

With Zhang Yuan's current fame, he would definitely be treated with courtesy if he went to eat there.

But just because their family treats Chinese and foreigners differently, Zhang Yuan will never go there in his life.

For people with soft bones, the bones of the roasted duck will also be soft.

The store he brought the two of them to was the famous Dadong.

The biggest disadvantage of Dadong is that it is expensive.

This is not a problem for Zhang Yuan.

The boss, Dadong, claims to have learned from three masters: Wang Wenchang, Sun Zhongcai and Wang Junyi.

Among them, Mr. Wang Junyi is a leading figure in Shandong cuisine. According to the official ranking, he is almost the best in the world.

Zhang Yuan sniffed. Dadong's duck smelled like jujube wood, obviously roasted with jujube wood.

However, I heard that this boss has become more cunning since he studied business administration.

Many branches use cheaper pear wood instead of jujube wood.

As for business administration, the first thing to do is to “reduce costs and increase efficiency”.

The environment, service and dishes of this restaurant were all amazing to these two foreigners.

It was the first time Zhang Yuan saw duck in the dish, and another one came.

Maikou and Christine were eating so much that their mouths were drooling.

Zhang Yuan saw that the white girl's belly had become quite big.

I hope it's duck drum...

"Zhang, are you very popular in China?"

After leaving the store, Christine asked the same question as her boyfriend before.

During this meal, no one paid any attention to the two foreigners and they just sat there waiting for nothing.

But he was not idle. People kept coming to him asking for his autograph and taking photos with him.

"Of course, I knew that a long time ago." Mike was still selling pies to his girlfriend.

"Smoke?"

Afterwards... No, a cigarette after dinner is better than being a living god.

Zhang Yuan took out the remaining Hongtashan cigarettes that he had prepared for Brother Honglei.

"Hehehe..." Christine stretched out her fingers and pinched one.

Mike was a little helpless, he didn't want to smoke.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Soon, he heard his girlfriend coughing.

"the first time?"

"Yeah." The white chick replied, looking at the smoke.

Although they had just met, Zhang Yuan knew that this woman was actually a very rebellious type.

Since you are still a minor, you are of course not allowed to buy cigarettes in your own country.

Besides, this girl's parents actually have very strict education, otherwise she wouldn't be so rebellious.

Zhang Yuan thought that Liu Qianqian was very good in this regard, and she was basically not that rebellious.

Kristen's father is a producer at FOX TV and her mother is a screenwriter.

In this beacon country, you can’t get ahead without some connections.

This is also the reason why her later development was much better than her boyfriend. Background is still important.

Precisely because of her background, in Zhang Yuan's eyes, she is much more important than Maikou.

Fox TV and the Fox Group behind it still have some strength.

I want more after I finish smoking one.

Mike tried to persuade him to reconcile and complain, but he was glared back at by this guy.

Zhang Yuan finally understood who was the boss in their relationship.

I just gave her the whole box.

In the morning, we went to the Forbidden City first and then had roast duck.

In the afternoon, the two of them were taken to the Great Wall.

Anyway, this is the only procedure for tourists. It was very tiring for both of us.

After taking a bunch of commemorative photos, we returned to the city.

"Next, I'll take you to try some other imperial capital delicacies."

Zhang Yuan then brought them to Xiaochang Chen.

This is one of the most famous braised pork restaurants in the capital.

One bowl in front of each person.

Seeing the two of them looking embarrassed, Zhang Yuan thought that if it was Mr. Ouyang Qingsong, Qian's father, who came instead, two bowls would not be enough.

"Zhang, this stuff smells weird."

It not only smells like offal, but also like medicine.

The origin of the dish called braised pork is Suzhou meat.

It was introduced into the palace by Zhang Dongguan, a famous chef in the Qing Dynasty.

The prototype of Dai Dongguan, played by Ouyang Zhenhua in the Hong Kong drama, is this person.

Suzhou meat must be made with the best pork belly, but the people in the feudal dynasty could not afford pork belly.

Not to mention pork belly, ordinary pork can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year in good years.

Various internal organs are used instead.

Most of the special snacks in the imperial capital are "poor people's snacks" that are the entertainment of the hard-working people.

They both hesitated, and only put down the spoon after Zhang Yuan's repeated persuasion.

Maikou quickly revealed the "old man on subway with cell phone" emoticon.

Christine was fine. She shrugged to indicate that it was okay and started eating.

"What's in here?" he asked while eating.

"Intestines, pig hearts, pig lungs..."

vomit!
After hearing this, the girl spat the meat in her mouth onto the table.

Foreigners don't eat offal.

Especially Americans, because of their developed material resources, they only eat the meat in the best places.

"Hehehe..." Mike was still laughing at his girlfriend.

Another glare was received.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, I'm back." At this time, assistant Zhao Xinxin walked in from outside the store, carrying a lot of things in his hands.

"If you don't like this broth, try something else."

“Try the Chinese coffee.”

"Coffee...why is it green?" When Maikou heard that it was coffee, he was very happy.

But when you take it out and take a look, you will see green bubbles.

Mike thought, how bad can the coffee be?

This time, Christine learned her lesson from the stewing incident and was much more cautious, so she didn't do anything.

Maikou thought about it, picked it up and took a sip.

And then... Ugh!

Just now his girlfriend just vomited “Puh, puh, puh”.

He vomited violently and almost vomited out the whole duck.

"Have you taken all the photos?" Zhang Yuan turned to ask his assistant.

Zhao Xunxun held the DV and nodded vigorously.

To put it simply, the reason why this person vomited was that the coffee Zhang Yuan was talking about was actually another "delicacy" in the capital, soy milk!

They are all juices made from beans. Bean juice is equivalent to Chinese coffee, there is nothing wrong with it!
"Holy Shit!"

"Is this swill?" Maikou held his chest with his hands, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth and his eyes red.

"No, and many people in the imperial capital love to drink it."

Zhang Yuan is not making this up.

Among them, the most famous is Master Mei Lanfang.

When this man lived in Shanghai for a long time, his disciple Yan Huizhu took a train to see him and specially filled a large thermos with four large bottles for Mr. Mei.

Master Mei was delighted when he saw it.

This was confirmed by Mr. Mei Baojiu himself.

There is even a legend that Mr. Mei would use soy milk to warm his voice before going on stage.

"Hehehe..." Christine laughed in revenge.

Who made you laugh at me before?

Zhang Yuan waved his hand again, and the assistant took out a small box.

After Zhang Yuan raised his hand to open it, Maikou, who had just recovered a little, almost jumped up from his chair.

"what is this?"

"It smells like a dead raccoon!"

Christine's face also turned green, and she kept backing away, pinching her nose.

"Wangzhihe fermented bean curd." Zhang Yuan replied with a faint smile.

“Is this food?”

"of course."

"Why do you Chinese people eat this kind of thing?"

"Who on earth would make something like this?"

"If you want to see this person's former residence, I can take you there." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile.

The small courtyard house in Pi Tiao Hutong is his former residence.

"NO!"

Seeing the two people's pupils tremble, Zhang Yuan waved his hand and the assistant put all these things away.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat hometown food."

I took them to KFC and they had some hamburgers and Cokes, and only then did they recover.

"Zhang, WHY!" Mike looked puzzled.

"Why do you take us to eat such delicious food at noon, but give us such horrible food at night?"

"Michael, this is the truth of the world."

"Good and bad are always together. Whether it is good or bad is just a matter of one thought."

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and pointed at himself.

"It's just a thought!"

"and……"

He also recounted how he taught Xiao Taohua to eat Wang Zhihe and teased Zhang Tielin.

Both of them turned green in the face after hearing this.

If the other person's mouth tastes like the thing you just had during a kissing scene...

Besides, isn't this just hurting the enemy by 800 and your own 1,000?

Afterwards, I took them to try some snacks from the capital, such as Aiwowo, Donkey Rolls, Wandouhuang, and Red Bean Paste Cake.

They were very hesitant before eating this time, fearing that they would encounter "Chinese coffee" again.

But after eating it, I felt it was good.

Americans love sweet food.

After returning to the hotel, Michael tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

He suddenly sat up in the middle of the night.

"What's wrong?" The girl was woken up by her.

"You said... Is Zhang threatening me today?"

This guy finally came to his senses.

"No way, he looks so outstanding and his smile is so kind." Christine was wearing a white T-shirt without any underwear and squinted her eyes because of the bright light.

"No, no, no, I don't think that's right."

"Especially when he mentioned that kissing scenes are funny." That's where Michael remembered it.

"Haha, I think it's very interesting." Bai Niu raised her head and smiled: "I want to try it when I make a movie in the future."

When Maikou saw that his girlfriend was standing on Zhang Yuan's side, he felt a little nervous.

"I don't think it's right."

“Although not in the sense of threatening with a gun in our country.”

"But I felt as if he was warning me."

Michael felt a chill down his spine.

The next day, the crew went to training ground.

Maikou plans to talk to Zhang Yuan about what happened yesterday during his free time.

When he arrived, Zhang Yuan had already started physical training.

Hammering the sandbag.

dong dong dong...

Every strike of that fist made a sound like beating a drum.

Then Maikou also started his own training, but was always unconsciously attracted by Zhang Yuan's hitting sounds and looked back.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola...

After a burst of high-speed hitting, Maikou heard a "puff" sound.

Turn around and look again.

The sandbag in front of Zhang Yuan was punched through by him!
He took off the sandbag, put it on his shoulder with one hand, and walked aside.

After throwing away the broken sandbag, he pulled up a brand new one from the ground, put it on his shoulder, walked back to the rack and hung it up again.

Boom, boom, boom... Then, the sound of drums sounded again.

Michael swallowed.

During the entire process of changing the sandbags twice, Zhang Yuan didn't say a word and kept smiling.

But those eyes kept staring at him, as if they were locked!
The sandbags were all leaking.

If this hit me... this guy thought that he would become a hamburger patty.

At this moment, Michael Angarano recalled the fear of being dominated by Zhang Yuan... (End of this chapter)