The years of red flags

Chapter 653 Kimchi Dinner
The elder brother who ate this meal was very hearty. Although the performance methods of Xiangjiang and the mainland are slightly different, there is a saying that different routes lead to the same goal. From Lan Jieying's explanation, he realized which direction his performance method should go. Although it was a bit rough, it gave him greater confidence in the direction of acting in the future.

The elder brother said goodbye to Jiang Hua's wife reluctantly, which made Jiang Hua by the river very embarrassed. Who is the right couple?
"Your current theoretical level is very good." Jiang Hua joked on the way back, "Why don't you go to a wireless training class as a teacher, or a Baptist school as a teacher."

"I don't. Even if I want to be a teacher, I will go back to our Beijing Film Academy to be a teacher." Lan Jieying said proudly: "When I get older and my acting skills are recognized by the industry, I will apply to go back to be a teacher." Teacher. Cultivate the next generation of filmmakers of our florists."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I forgot, you also have people from your alma mater, so I'll give you to Tsundere."

"That is."

The street is full of black trench coats and white scarves, Jiang Hua shook his head with a smile, there are people in every era who are chasing stars and chasing demons.

Rong Zhengen has been quite free lately. He said he bought two sets of tickets for the Asian Games, and asked Jiang Hua if he wanted to go to Nanbang to watch the Asian Games together.

After careful consideration, Jiang Hua decided to go, because in the company, he is obviously a superfluous person now, and Lu Xiuying repeatedly suspected that he was making trouble in the company. The conscience of heaven and earth, I was just offering advice, and it was a bit too much to say that he was making trouble. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Hua is cheering everyone on.

Lan Jieying is also willing to go to the Asian Games, because she feels that there are too many dramas this year, and she needs to stop and calm down, and just have such a chance to play, so she takes the opportunity to relax.

Listen to this venue for the men's baseball Asian Games in [-].Jiang Hua knew that it could definitely be compared with the Olympic Games in [-] and the World Cup in [-]. They were all stage performances for South Ball sports actors.

What is proper is that Nan Bangzi's morality and embarrassing sports meeting are not to say how bad their grades are, but their grades must be good. It is self-evident how dirty the methods are.

Later, Mr. Huo's family also felt that this was a rare opportunity, and they also got a set of tickets, and the whole family flew to Nanbang to watch the Asian Games.

"What the hell is this?"

The same is the four Asian tigers.Rong Zhengen from Xiangjiang grinned in disgust when he saw the table full of spicy cabbage, perilla leaves, and spicy radish.

On the first day in Nanbang, the food of Nanbang gave Rong Zhengen a big blow.

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Don't just look at the kimchi over there, isn't there pork belly, ribs, and Korean beef here?"

Rong Zhengen said with a look of horror: "Just this table, can it be called a big meal?"

"It's already very good. You can visit relatives in Nanbang with the ribs, and such a gift is already very rich."

Jiang Hua's explanation made Rong Zheng'en and Mr. Huo laugh out loud. It was hard for them to imagine what it would be like to walk away with a spare rib.

"Don't laugh at others." Jiang Hua said not to laugh, but he couldn't restrain the smile on his face.

"This country is small and poor, with little agricultural output and nothing to eat. It's normal. This is a problem left over from history. Even if you take the top and bottom treasures of our country, he won't do it. Let’s just eat it, and see if we can find an authentic flower-planting restaurant tomorrow.”

Mr. Huo sent a piece of barbecue with kimchi, and asked suspiciously: "Do their athletes also eat this?"

Jiang Hua nodded: "It should be."

"Can you compete with strength?" Mrs. Huo said disgustedly, "What kind of nutrition can these things have?"

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Don't talk about athletes, even soldiers in their country also eat this way, and the usual standard of food is not as good as the one we eat now."

"That's no wonder, no wonder no one can beat it. Rong Zhengen shook his head and said: "If I feed my guys this kind of food all year round, I'd be ashamed to let them cheer me on. "

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Hua pointed to the table full of dishes: "Usually Nanbang people can't eat such good food, such as tofu, bean sprouts, cabbage, potatoes, and kelp. Those are their daily ingredients. There are all kinds of kimchi for meetings, and there is a sea fish that can improve life."

Mrs. Huo shook her head and said, "I'm starting to worry about our country and Xiangjiang's athletes. Can I survive the competition with just these things?"

Jiang Hua thought about it, now it is the 80s, and the food level of our Chinese athletes is not very high at this time.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Our food standard is not as good as this estimate, it may be a little more delicious, and it shouldn't be a problem to stick to it."

Mr. Huo said anxiously: "Athletes should have a scientific diet. I think I should do something."

Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "It's absolutely possible, you can contribute money to the National Sports Center, which is responsible for the meals of athletes, your father is very concerned about the country's sports cause, you are truly inheriting your father's career. "

"No problem." Mr. Huo said with a smile: "I can't get out too much, a few million a year is still okay, so it's settled, and I will find a few diet experts for the National Sports Center as consultants."

Jiang Hua raised his glass: "Yes, let's have a toast for Mr. Huo."

Everyone at the table raised their glasses and drank the soju in one gulp. Rong Zhengen spit it out just after taking a sip.

"What the hell is this? Can this be called wine?" Rong Zhengen looked at the wine bottle and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is there no smell of wine at all?"

"This is Nanbang's famous brand, Zhenzhu brand shochu." Jiang Hua explained with a smile.

Mr. Huo shook his head and said: "I understand what you said now, why do you make good things for them? This craftsmanship is too rough. In our country, even opening a soil workshop will go bankrupt."

"Is there any domestic liquor? A bottle of Wuliangye is really not enough, Erguotou will do."

Rong Zhengen wanted to call a waiter to change the wine, but Jiang Hua stopped him.

Jiang Hua said: "Come on, we don't know Nanbang language. Just now, we had to work so hard to order this dish, and we even exchanged wine. Another thing, people in this country are well educated, ordinary people and poor people only consume themselves No matter how cheap or good the imported products are, they will not use them, and call it a patriotic expression, but in fact it is to protect their own big capitalists’ industries from being affected.”

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(End of this chapter)