Chapter 439: Sour
This made Ai Zhuojia and the others stare in amazement. Western food is what foreigners eat. If they could have a meal, it would be enough for them to go back and tell others about it for a year or two.
They listened to Master Wei's explanation very seriously and eagerly, but their family's education level was not high, and they could not write down the key points word by word. Each of them recited a few sentences, but after a long time, they still forgot most of them.
"Master Wei, could you explain it to us again?" In the end, they were unable to make the kite exactly as it was, and had to ask the shop owner for help again.
“I’m sorry,” Master Wei smiled apologetically and shook his head: “I only tell each guest team once, and after I make sure you all understand, my responsibility is completed.
If you didn't hear it clearly, then when the next guest group comes, you can listen again? Or will you accept the two-hour penalty?"
Ai Zhuojia shook her head repeatedly: "Let's think about it again. If we still can't make it, we'll wait for the next group of contestants."
Making a kite is not difficult, but it is very difficult for a layman who knows nothing about it. If one step is missed, the kite may not fly, or may not fly as high as others.
After thinking for a long time, they finally waited for the third group of contestants.
Ai Zhuojia and her friends listened to the complete and detailed kite-making steps twice and became the second guest group to make one. They were so excited that they went next door to eat Western food!
The decoration of the western restaurant is quite ordinary, with two floor-to-ceiling glass windows facing the street. The dim lights with a romantic atmosphere break up the remaining heat of summer. The unique slightly bitter and mellow aroma of coffee is lingering with the aroma of milk and wheat, which is full of peace of mind and happy enjoyment.
It seemed that at this moment all the irritability, embarrassment and sorrow were blocked outside by the glass revolving door.
An Zhixia and her friends occasionally went to the western restaurant for a bite, so they were not unfamiliar with this place. The restaurant had a wide variety of food, and each of them ordered their favorite food, then flipped through magazines and waited quietly.
When Ai Zhuojia and the others came in, the Fang family's meals had just been served. They didn't know what to do with their hands and feet. The momentum they had in competing for the first place disappeared without a trace, and they followed the waiter to their seats stiffly.
After getting the menu, they didn't know how to order. In order to avoid being laughed at, Ai Zhuojia pointed to An Zhixia's table and said to the waiter, "Please serve them for us. We'll continue to order after we eat them."
Other guest teams came over one after another. Everyone was hungry. When they smelled the fragrance in the air, their stomachs protested violently. After eating the delicious food, everyone's fatigue faded a lot.
Even though Western food is quite expensive and has rich ingredients, people who have not had much experience with Western food find it difficult to adapt to it. They are not used to the spicy taste of black pepper, salad, cheese, etc., and they do not approve of pasta, which is not as good as hand-rolled noodles or dried noodles, especially the bitterness of coffee, which cannot be removed even with a lot of sugar and milk!
However, they have no resistance to desserts.
However, Xia Huatong and others ate very comfortably and enjoyed themselves. They also shared science with other guests, which gave the audience a more concrete and vivid understanding of Western food.
"Teacher Xiao An, why did the program team arrange us in a western restaurant? Isn't it to show our Xiahua culture at home and abroad?" a guest asked puzzled. "Besides, we don't know how to use knives and forks. If foreign friends see us, will we be laughed at?"
"No," Xia Huatong waved his hand and said with a smile without An Zhixia answering, "Each country and nation has different living habits, interests, etc., so it's impossible for us to know everything, right? You are not used to using knives and forks, but we don't know how to use chopsticks.
So you shouldn't have too much psychological burden. This is not good for Xiahua people. They are particularly concerned about other people's opinions. According to us, as long as we are happy, we don't need to worry about other people's opinions. People forget quickly. Who will remember who in the future? "
Everyone laughed and stopped talking without further discussion.
An Zhixia smiled and shook her head: "I am a guest of 'Speedy Xiahua' and need to avoid suspicion, so I don't know the intention of the program team."
Even if she knew, she couldn't admit it in front of all the audience.
"But I guess that since the Western restaurant is opened in our Xiahua, it should have integrated some elements of our Xiahua, or it may have become a part of the city. This is a typical example, so it can be recorded in the program to let the audience know about it, and it can also make overseas audiences feel our Xiahua's determination and preparation to integrate into the international family little by little?
Today's society is developing very fast, and the exchanges between many countries are becoming more frequent. We must learn to be "tolerant and inclusive" as Mr. Cai said, taking the essence and discarding the dross. This is not only in terms of ideas, but also in terms of material, culture and so on.
Let me ask you, when you first came here to eat, were you shocked? And now after eating, has your mood changed a lot? "
Everyone nodded and honestly described their changes.
"That's right, why did the ancients insist that teachers take their students on trips? Isn't it just to gain more experience, broaden their horizons, and thus become more open-minded. It's also good for us to try more things that we have never been exposed to or have not been exposed to much." An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled lightly.
"That's right," Rong Haijun, deputy director of the Kyoto Museum, nodded and responded, "This western restaurant is very famous on this pedestrian street in Tianshi. The organization allowed him to open it, but how to open it and what to do with it are all decided by the organization.
It is a western restaurant, but it is a western restaurant for Chinese people in China, an international food culture stripped of its bourgeois shell.
Our lives are getting better and better, so why can't we try the food from other countries? We suffered a lot from the isolationism of the Qing Dynasty, and now we should keep up with the international trend. "
Others nodded. The organization didn't say to close the western restaurant, which meant that it was harmless and could be consumed by the people. They didn't have much culture, but they knew that one more experience, one more experience, is a big step forward.
Nowadays, people are particularly concerned about national affairs, and they also like to talk about macro things when chatting. They talked about everything under the sun, which made the audience feel very sad.
The audience suddenly realized that they might be so annoying in their daily lives.
While waiting for the western restaurant to be proofed, the twelve guest teams finally gathered again.
At night they will stay in the most luxurious hotel on Tianshi Pedestrian Street. As soon as they stepped into the lobby, they were stunned by its magnificent and luxurious appearance.
(End of this chapter)
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