Global Food Tour

Chapter 66 Ye, Jiaochen! (asking for a ticket)
"You guys go first, I'll get something." Zhang Feng remembered his pot of Four Seasons Wine.

"Okay, the restaurant is on the right side of the first floor." Zhao Hai said.

In the restaurant, only the pastry area had lights. Zhao Hai's uncle was a kind uncle named Zhao Si, who sat Zhang Ting down with a smile, and asked Zhang Feng why he didn't come.

"He's gone back to get his things, and he'll be here right away."

"Well, I heard that you are from Sanlitun." Zhao Si asked.

Zhang Ting nodded and said, "Yes, are you from Sanlitun too?"

The three started chatting, and Zhang Feng also came with wine. Looking at the happy atmosphere, he suddenly felt like home, the smell of hometown dishes filled his nose, and the hairs all over his body stretched out.

"Hello, uncle, my name is Zhang Feng."

"Okay, okay, sit and sit, I didn't expect to be from my hometown, come, eat, I can only cook some dishes at this point, and the materials for the kitchen have not been purchased yet." Zhao Si said with a smile.

"It's very natural and it feels like home."

Indeed, a table of hometown dishes with rich colors, various tastes, and a lot of appetite will sweep away all discomforts.

"I met an old man by Lake Gregory in Nuwara Eliya. He gave me a jug of good wine for everyone to try."

"Wine, the special black tea wine over there?" Zhao Si asked happily.

"Well, this is the best wine I've ever had, and I'm about to open it." Zhang Feng deliberately reminded.

As soon as the cork was opened, the strong aroma of the wine dissipated instantly.

"Oh, my god, pour me a cup!" Zhao Si couldn't wait any longer, the moment the stopper was opened, the aroma instantly captured him.

The eyes of Zhao Hai and Zhang Ting were also brilliant, especially Zhang Ting. In her impression, except for red wine, other wines in the wine would emit that spicy taste, but this time, she became a little suspicious.

"Why do I feel drunk?" Zhang Ting wondered.

And Zhao Si, tremblingly picked up the cup, as if performing a sacred ceremony, brought the cup close to his mouth, and took a sip.

"...unexpectedly...unexpectedly...it is Four Seasons Wine, and it is... at least 50 years old, this kind of legendary wine..." Zhao Si's current mood can no longer be described in words.

Two lines of clear tears also flowed from the corners of Zhao Si's eyes. Only those who love wine know what this small cup of wine represents.

"Zhang Feng...can I have a drink?" Zhang Ting couldn't help it either.

Zhang Feng smiled and nodded, and poured a glass for Zhang Ting, Zhao Hai, and himself. Zhao Hai was influenced by Zhao Si to some extent, and he also took a sip with a satisfied face. It was the first time he drank like this. Refreshing.

"I'll go, this wine still has three flavors..." Zhao Hai said in surprise.

"Aren't there four?" Zhang Tingxia asked with her cheeks flying.

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "These are the four flavors, representing spring, summer, autumn and winter. They are really masterpieces."

Then Zhao Si kept holding the wine glass, wondering what he was thinking about. Zhang Feng and Zhang Ting couldn't wait any longer. Both of them hadn't eaten for several hours. This guy Zhao Hai didn't know how to drink, so he drank a lot.

"This is shredded pork with Beijing sauce. The prawn meat used for this meat is as good as tenderloin. Try it." Zhao Hai briefly introduced it.

"Hmm... the salty sweetness is moderate, the sauce is rich, and the flavor is unique. It's different from the authentic shredded pork in Beijing sauce, but it's not inferior." Zhang Feng praised.

"Haha, that's right, my uncle is a top chef in the country. He has been cooking for more than [-] years. Try this, mustard shredded chicken. I'm afraid you are not used to mustard. It hasn't evenly spread. If you don't eat it, it won't spread evenly. ..." Zhao Hai pointed to mustard shredded chicken.

"Trouble."

……

For a meal, the four of them had a happy meal. The fourth uncle and nephew Zhao learned about many changes in the country, and their homesickness became more serious.

"It's time to go back." Zhao Si sighed.

"Okay, you guys go shopping, I'll clean up here." Zhao Si said with a smile.

"Thank you uncle, I'm so full, I have to go to digest food, are you going?" Zhang Ting put down the tissue.

"go."

On the sea surface at night, ink spread all over the sea and immediately led to the sky. The white waves looked like broken fluorite under the moonlight.

At night, charming and angry, shyly lifting the misty water, like a woman waiting for her husband to return, giving people a hazy and mysterious feeling.

Zhang Feng saw an old man dressed in black, picking up something vigorously and freely, and his long sigh seemed to express his dissatisfaction with some tourists who littered.

The sea breeze was a bit chilly, but luckily it wasn't cold to the bone. Zhao Hai accompanied the two of them, occasionally chatting about things on the beach, or recommending some places to visit.

"...You guys are talking about going out to sea to watch whales. I suggest you go tomorrow if you are not tired, because tomorrow's weather is the best in the past week." Zhao Haidao.

"Can you contact the ship?" Zhang Ting asked excitedly.

"Yes, there are a lot of captains I know well. I originally wanted to make an appointment, but I can get a place. There are only two of you?" Zhao Hai asked with a smile.

"two."

"Well, for one person, three thousand rupees can get you a better seat, and the boat can be bigger, so the degree of seasickness is much better." Zhao Hai enthusiastically said.

"Can you use US dollars?" Zhang Feng asked.

"can."

Zhang Ting has already prepared the money and handed it to Zhao Haidao: "Thank you."

"It's okay, I'm going to book tickets for you now, you can go back after a while, the humidity is still a bit heavy." Zhao Hai got up and said.

"Thanks!"

After Zhao Hai left, Zhang Feng and Zhang Ting were left behind. They didn't communicate with each other. They both looked at the sea far away, thinking about the things in their hearts.

Zhang Feng lay down with his hands behind his head, quietly admiring the moonlight by the sea, it seemed cloudy today, and the moon was also shy, he didn't know where he went in the blink of an eye.

……

At five o'clock the next day, Zhang Feng, who had slept for almost five hours, got up, packed his things, and left the hotel.

In the live broadcast room with a black screen, the barrage has already started. Although there are not many people, they are all Zhang Feng's die-hard fans.

[Why isn't it on yet? 】

[Did you sleep in? I remember it was only five o'clock in Sri Lanka at this time, right? 】

[Maybe, normal people can't stand being so hacked. 】

【Hold on. 】

……

Just when everyone was planning to work or have breakfast, puppy love, or go out, the live broadcast room, which had been closed for several days, suddenly lit up, and the picture that caught everyone's eyes was a slightly dark sea, with waves and sea breeze, and the distant horizon had already A patch of bright spots.

"The Argentine poet Borrejes once said: "The restless sea that washes the boundless sands in the quiet morning.In Homer's epic "Odyssey", in the heart of the great blind poet, the sea is "wine-colored". "

"Long time no see, I'm back again! Ceylon, Mirissa, at five o'clock, at the beach, I'll meet you again with the wind! The barrage has opened!" Zhang Feng raised his voice.

　ps: Thanks to Yilan Tingfeng for the reward of [-] coins, and to Denhy for the reward of [-] coins. Thank you everyone. I’m in a good mood. I’m going to continue coding. Next Saturday, please continue to support me. How can I stop when it's on the shelves, when it's finished, and when I'm on a spiritual journey?

　　
　
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