Chapter 577: Showing You How to Eat with Your Hands
In a small place like Norderney, it would be too conspicuous for Xiao Peng to go out with bodyguards, so Xiao Peng was unwilling to bring them with him. However, Walter and the others insisted on following Xiao Peng. In their own words, if Xiao Peng didn't consider them bodyguards, they couldn't think so themselves. So they chose to hide in the crowd to protect Xiao Peng.
In fact, Xiao Peng felt that doing so was more like a "face-saving project" and that they were maintaining their dignity as bodyguards.
Is Xiao Peng not vain? He is vain too! Everyone needs to be praised, and Xiao Peng is no exception. How impressive is it to go out with three foreign followers? Otherwise, why would he do live streaming when he has nothing better to do? In fact, it is just to show off and get everyone's approval.
And he was lonely too.
He'd been alone for years, with few friends. Aside from Fabian, Pascal, and Chen Zetao, he barely had anyone to talk to. Walter and the other three were now his companions every day, each with their own strengths. Walter was steady and thoughtful, offering him advice on certain matters; Khedira was lively and a skilled player; and Cassin was his 'playing partner,' though his skills lagged behind him, he wasn't bored. So, when Xiao Peng said he was asking them to be bodyguards, he was actually just paying for companionship...
Walter and his friends were not stupid either, and they probably knew this, but they all tacitly chose to avoid the topic. Usually they laughed, scolded, and joked together, but when they went out, Walter and his friends were very responsible bodyguards.
When Kasim and his companions came out, several Indians felt something was wrong: this Chinese man seemed unusual. Who among those who could go out with bodyguards was not a powerful person?
After Xiao Peng whispered a few words to Kasim, Kasim almost laughed out loud. He borrowed a bicycle from someone nearby and rode away. Several Indians wanted to leave, but saw Walter and Khedira blocking their way.
Well, now I can’t leave even if I want to.
"Isn't it just eating?"
"That's right! They're just treating us to a meal!"
"Exactly, what kind of food can't we eat with our hands? With so many people watching, this is a great opportunity to showcase our culture!"
Several Indians comforted each other.
Johannes asked curiously, "Mr. Xiao, what are you going to treat them to?"
"Do you know who I am?" Xiao Peng asked.
Johannes nodded and said, "Of course! I've been in China for four years, how could I possibly have face blindness? Even though you're wearing those big sunglasses, I recognized you the moment I saw you!"
Xiao Peng said helplessly, "You foreigner, can't you learn from your compatriots? Look how long I've been on your Norderney Island, and yet no one recognizes me?"
Johannes said, "Mr. Xiao, that's just what you think! The Germans aren't as stupid as you think. They're just pretending not to know you. Besides, what's the point of knowing you? You can't share your money with everyone, right? Pretending not to know you means you don't have to bow to the rich. It's better this way, it's better for you, me, and everyone else. At most, they'll just know you're rich and try to make more of your money. Isn't that better?"
Xiao Peng scratched his head. What Johannes said made sense. No one is stupid these days, okay?
Johannes asked curiously, "Mr. Xiao, what are you planning to treat them to?"
Xiao Peng grinned and said, "You'll know in a moment!"
Not long after, a Porsche 911 drove up. It was the governor's reward for Xiao Peng's rescue. And on the roof of this 911 was a bicycle. It was the bicycle Kasin had borrowed earlier. Now, it was so carelessly tied to the roof. This is a hardtop 911, and the roof is scratched. This really doesn't treat this luxury car as a treasure!
If you don't like the car, can you give it to us?
When Kaxin took something down from the car, the onlookers were dumbfounded. What was this? An incense burner?
Johannes, on the other hand, burst out laughing.
How come he didn't recognize this thing after all these years in China? This is hot pot!
Let Indians eat hot pot with their hands? Xiao Peng is so smart!
"Johannes, you have been in China for four years. Can you tell us if this is Chinese food?" Xiao Peng raised his voice.
Johannes nodded and said, "My friends, I swear to God, this is absolutely the favorite food of the Chinese people. China is a huge country, with huge cultural and culinary differences between the east, west, south, and north. But no matter where you are, this food called 'hot pot' is one of their favorite foods. And now this is a copper pot. Although the content of hot pot varies in different parts of China, this 'copper pot hot pot' is recognized as the most authentic hot pot method!"
Those onlookers who knew about "hot pot" started laughing. Isn't Xiao Peng too mean?
Everyone watched as Xiao Peng filled the hot pot with water, lit the charcoal, and began to heat it. He also prepared sesame sauce, "Many of you here might not be familiar with the cooking method of 'hot pot,' so I'm going to explain. This kind of hot pot needs to be eaten with a dipping sauce. Generally speaking, northern Chinese people like to eat with a dipping sauce, while southerners prefer oil. Since I'm from the north, I've prepared some dipping sauces for everyone."
Johannes wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Xiao, please let me try it later. I loved eating hot pot when I was studying in northern China. After I came back, the thing I missed most was the taste of hot pot. But eating hot pot on an induction cooker always feels a little off."
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "It's okay. This copper pot is for you. We're short of everything on the Calypsope, but we have plenty of people who love hot pot. But as you know, eating hot pot on such a rough sea is quite tiring, so we usually eat it after we get ashore."
Hearing them talking so excitedly, someone nearby asked curiously, "How do you eat this? Why is there only boiled water?"
Xiao Peng handed Johannes a small dish filled with sauce. Johannes picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks, rinsed it in water, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth with a look of enjoyment. "That's the taste! Mr. Xiao, I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but I also eat hot pot after returning to China, but I always feel that it's not as delicious as the hot pot in China!"
Xiao Peng explained, "You're eating mutton. This is goat meat I airlifted from China. You don't need to airlift it in the future, but you can try getting local goat meat."
After he finished speaking, he handed the sauce dish to the Indians and said, "If I use a red oil pot, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle spicy food. So I'll treat you to a clear soup pot. Come on, let me try some Chinese cuisine. Didn't you say you can eat anything with your hands? Open my eyes, how can you eat hot pot with your hands?"
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