But what made Yang Jing happy was that he saw a not-so-small store diagonally opposite the Holy Trinity Cathedral, and on the sign at the door of the store, there were a few Chinese characters clearly written - Din Tai Fung.
As a foodie, Yang Jing certainly knew the name of Din Tai Fung. When he was in college at Jinling, one of Yang Jing's roommates was from Shanghai. Every time he went home, he would bring back some Din Tai Fung delicacies for his roommates...
But Yang Jing really didn't know when Din Tai Fung opened a branch in Paris, and in such a good location.
Although this Din Tai Fung is not located on the main street but on Rue de la Tremoille, it is still part of the Golden Triangle of Paris and the housing prices here are definitely not affordable for ordinary people.
But when he thought about the scale of Tai Dingfeng, Yang Jing felt relieved.
Crossing Avenue George V, Yang Jing quickly walked into the Tai Ding Feng restaurant.
As soon as he entered the restaurant, Yang Jing was intoxicated by the familiar smell in the restaurant. Although it was already past three in the afternoon, there were still many people in the restaurant. Looking over, most of them were Chinese compatriots with black hair and yellow skin. It was estimated that most of these compatriots who were eating here were traveling in Paris.
The waiter warmly welcomed Yang Jing to an empty seat. Yang Jing unceremoniously ordered a bowl of braised beef noodles, three cages of crab meat dumplings, and finally a bowl of Yuanzhong chicken soup.
The food was served quickly. Yang Jing didn't care about the heat and picked up a steaming crab meat dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He felt so happy and his stomach was so comfortable...
It really still tastes the same!
PS: I would like to bow to thank "Xiaosha Lengyan" for the reward of 1,000, "Denghuo Jian Renjia" and "Zi Yan Tianjiao" for the reward of 100 each!
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