gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 186 The BBQ Stand Next to God
Walk with me on the streets of Rio, woo woo woo, until the edge of the favelas.

In Rio, you have to remember two things.

Number one, don't go to the slums.

Second, don't play football.

The former will make you feel stupid afterwards, and the latter will make you feel stupid both before and after.

"It's really enough. In Rio, there is no need to play BGM in the live broadcast. There is music everywhere."

Samba and jazz have their own music, as well as things passed down from the old Americans.

"This is the City of God, or in other words, not far away is the City of God. Brazil is implementing a series of plans here to move all the poor out of Rio and into a separate district, which is named the City of God, The film of the same name has been hailed as the greatest film of this century."

"God's way is to move the poor out?"

"It's enough."

Fang Hong was helpless: "Can you see the back of Christ? Christ is here forever in the Atlantic Ocean. In fact, the Atlantic Ocean facing Brazil is calm."

The 38-meter-high Christ statue is huge, and the distance between the fingers of the left and right hands has reached 23 meters.Jesus Christ is dressed in a robe, with his arms raised, lovingly overlooking the beautiful panorama of Rio de Janeiro below the mountain.The image of Jesus is facing the rippling blue waves of the Atlantic Ocean, with outstretched arms looking from a distance, like a huge cross, appearing solemn and majestic.The huge statue of Jesus is built on the top of this mountain, and it can be seen from most parts of the city no matter day or night, becoming the most famous symbol of the famous Brazilian city of Rio de Janeiro.

Fang Hong was walking on a rather dirty street.

"Brother Gun, didn't you say you won't come to the slums? Are you not afraid of being robbed?"

Fang Hong walked to the side of the road, next to an elevator: "Landscape elevator, come up with me to have a look and you will know."

The elevator went up ten meters, and Fang Hong took the camera to another world.

The world below is messy, full of mixed-race blacks, and dilapidated cars are running around in the streets.

Just ten meters above is a huge man-made square.

There are some tables on it, and a large group of white people wearing sunglasses and hats are sitting and drinking coffee.

Next to it, tourists come and go, and you can see half of Rio's scenery here.

Ten meters drop, heaven and hell.

Only Rio, where God himself is, has such a scene.

Isn't that right, under the divine light, those who are illuminated are naturally the upper class.

Fang Hong flicked his hand: "In this group of people, out of ten, there are two lawyers, two doctors, two bankers, and two managers. There are also two officials, one is a foreign tourist."

"Out of ten, nine are talented students who graduated from the United States. The afternoon here is the most leisurely and beautiful afternoon in Rio. The sea breeze comes from the southeast and blows here. Although the sun in the savannah climate is very strong, it is rather It is not as hot as the coast of our country or the southern part of the United States. The peace doves here are extremely fat, and they should be delicious and crispy when roasted."

beach?The beach has too many other people of all walks of life.

The people here are probably only white people and tourists in Rio.

Those who can spend money to travel to Brazil are of course rich people. Therefore, [-]% of the people here are rich people. Even the wages and tips of the waiters are better than the world under ten meters.

In this world, only sports and art have no class restrictions. Other things are firmly in the hands of the upper class. Rich people can spend in Jinniu Hotel.

"Have a cup of coffee here, and in the evening we will go to see the Brazilian barbecue."

Whether it's coffee or Brazilian barbecue, if you want to experience the real taste, you can only come to this place.

The waiter came over, and Fang Hong ordered a pot of mate tea and a cup of coffee.

After a while, the waiter came over with freshly ground coffee and a teapot on the tray.

"This coffee is very small, very strong, and requires a lot of sugar to avoid bitterness. Brazil is the place where there is no shortage of sugar in the world. Hundreds of years ago, it supplied the sugar of the whole of Europe."

Why does Laomei like to eat too sweet things?Because when their ancestors came from England and France to America, Europe was keeping cakes with more sugar than flour and butter.

As poor people, when they arrived in America, they became rich immediately, and the style of sugar storage was widely spread.

Times have changed, the French began to pursue quality, the British also gave up thick sugar pastries, but Americans still like sugar.

Same goes for Brazil.

After taking a sip of coffee, Fang Hong pointed it in the direction and carefully watched the waiter making tea.

"Hello."

Ok?The waiter spoke Chinese, which surprised Fang Hong: "Hello, do you speak Chinese?"

The waiter spoke a lot in Spanish, and Fang Hong could understand it without a translator. It probably meant that there are many Chinese tourists, and I learned how to say hello, but I don’t know much Chinese.

Professionals make yerba mate tea differently from Fang Hong.

The thick tea leaves covered the spout of the silver pot. The two filters worked one after another, and a pot of water leaked out, and then another pot was poured into the sugar. The waiter felt the temperature and said, "Please use tea."

Awesome!
This is very similar to domestic airlines. When they meet tourists, especially foreign tourists, they speak enthusiastically and patiently. If a local poor person comes up to make a fortune, he probably won't be treated like this.

Fang Hong spent the most leisurely afternoon in a while.

"Brazilian barbecue!"

When he arrived at the reserved restaurant, Fang Hong showed the note he had prepared in advance, recording the order information.

The waiter led Fang Hong to his place.

Fang Hong still went to the place where the chef was busy, struggling to explain in sign language, and wanted to film the production process himself.

The chef introduced it enthusiastically, but only ghosts can understand it.

The various cuts of beef are not priced uniformly in Brazil because they can be used for different roasts.

"I have eaten Brazilian barbecue in China, and I feel that the biggest feature is the lack of salt. This shows that they want to ensure that the meat is tender after roasting, but they cannot solve the problem of salt making the meat stale."

The grills are layered, some are sandwiched on the iron frame for smoking and grilled, and some are hung vertically on skewers. All kinds of meat are not the same.

The white chef picked up a huge kebab, put down the plate, shaved the kebab with a knife, put the kebab on the plate and hung it back up, and took out two skewers, one roasted tomato, two joints of roasted corn, some Broccoli, for presentation.

After bringing it over, the chef held the apron in front of him with one hand, bowed slightly, and said something, which Fang Hong guessed was please enjoy.

Fang Hong said thank you in Spanish, and then began to observe the food.

"This piece is beef shoulder, this one is tenderloin, these two pieces are tendons, and this one is shaved from the ribs. It has one characteristic, that is, it has no bones."

How foreigners eat, having bones means you can’t eat them. After all, you can’t spit out bones: “Domestic Brazilian barbecue should have undergone various improvements. For example, the current Brazilian barbecue is also very salty, and it should have passed the sauce. Improved, there are also things with bones, including roasted chicken hearts and rabbit legs, which should be unique to China."

Fang Hong lit up his glass: "The doctor told me not to drink. This is for everyone to see. It contains the guarana we met in the wild."

Fang Hong cut off a piece with a knife: "Probably the most cooked of all foreign beef food I have eaten, because they will cut off the cooked part, and then spread the sauce to continue roasting, which is somewhat different from Turkish barbecue. It’s similar, if I have a chance in the future, I can take everyone to watch Turkish barbecue.”

The Turkish barbecue is even better. The meat is rolled into the size of an oil barrel, and it is grilled and peeled while roasting. It tastes better than the Brazilian barbecue, but the disadvantage is that it is not tender enough.

Fang Hong ate a piece of beef shoulder: "For the methods of frying and grilling steaks, not roasting is indeed the key to ensuring tenderness, but it is amazing that Brazilian barbecue remains so tender when it is fully cooked."

The waiter brought the second course, grilled cod, or rather, grilled and dried cod.

Grilled vegetables are crushed into powder and sprinkled on the cod's browned and white tender meat. The scent is particularly attractive in the barbecue shop.

"Maybe I will study some recipes for grilled Sichuan dishes in the future."

Sichuan cuisine embraces the whole world. Integrating good cooking skills into Sichuan cuisine is something that no Sichuan chef has been doing all his life.

Fang Hong chewed the meat: "What is our slogan?"

"Abduction..."

"Fuck off!"

"Appreciate the magnificence of mountains and rivers, taste the essence of gourmet food, and understand the true meaning of ordinary life, walk with me!"

(End of this chapter)