"Soy milk, fried dough sticks, wontons, this meal is delicious!"
On October 12, after having an authentic oriental breakfast, Tangning began to stroll around Sinian Street in Sao Paulo.
Aurora Street is a gathering place for overseas Orientals. Orientals who have traveled across the ocean have left their hometowns to work hard in a foreign land. They are unfamiliar with the place and cannot speak the same language, so they can only live together so that they can take care of each other.
With the growth of population, mainly due to the increasing number of new immigrants from China, the villages where Orientals lived together gradually developed into a town. This Oriental town was surrounded by big cities and became a city within a city. This is history.
A rather special product left behind.
There are more than 20,000 Orientals in Sao Paulo, not as many as the Japanese, but still quite a lot. Most of them work in the industrial, agricultural and mining industries owned by Tangning.
After walking around for several blocks, the people walking around were all oriental people with yellow skin and black hair. Their clothing and customs are similar to those in China. The white people walking here seem to have a taste of foreign lands!
Some of the buildings on Zhendan Street are relatively fashionable, built with cement and concrete, and there are also many houses built of wood. The buildings are generally not high, with two or three floors.
The gray or brown tiles, the raised eaves, and the stone pavement on the ground look quite nostalgic.
Tangning has been away from the Magic City of the East for a long time, and it seems that she has never really appreciated the ancient Chinese architecture.
Now I finally see these shadows of traditional Chinese culture left in the Sinian Street here, so I am very interested in seeing them.
"Chaocai, do you feel friendly?" Tang Ning asked the entourage following behind.
"Yes!" Chaocai said with emotion.
His uncle was a Peruvian who ran a farm there. He worked on the farm for several years before becoming emperor, until he later met Tang Ning in the United States.
Chaocai sometimes helps his uncle with some business transactions. He can speak Portuguese, Spanish, and English, so he has a lot more knowledge than those who live in China Street all year round. Now it is a unique experience to visit his old place again.
Some people in Sinian Street have never stepped out of Sinian Street in their lives. For them, after walking a few streets, they are suddenly in another world. In the face of strangers, it is human nature for some people to prefer to stay in familiar corners.
What Tang Ning is talking about is the signboards with Chinese characters on them all over the streets, such as Xiangjiang Tofu Shop, Yunfu Pork Stall, Chaozhou Beef Offal Shop, Guangdong Rice Shop, etc.
Of course, there are also some signs with Chinese and Portuguese written on them, such as restaurants, companies, etc.
Eating snacks with Chinese characteristics, talking in dialects from all over China, and bustling with compatriots with yellow skin and black hair in uniforms on the streets, Tang Ning felt as if she was in a certain city in China!
After walking around for a while, Tangning's homesickness was satisfied. He walked into an inn. The plaque on it read "Guangdong Restaurant" in large characters, with silver hooks and iron paintings, which was vigorous and powerful.
This restaurant is quite big in Shenyang Street. The first floor is a spacious lobby with square wooden tables rarely seen in Tang Ning. There are many people sitting in twos and threes.
If you put a chair in the middle and find a gentleman in a long gown to sit there, holding a fan in his hand and talking about Duan Shui Po Liangshan or some Sui and Tang romances, there might be some traces of the Tang and Song Dynasties. But Tang Ning didn't see it.
Seeing that the people below were busy talking, Tang Ning went to the dining room on the second floor to eat.
Seeing Tang Ning coming with a group of Chinese and Western people, the waiter came out to pick up the customers.
"Sir, welcome."
This Liran knows how to greet his group of people in Portuguese? This is the first time Tang Ning has encountered this. This is a Chinese restaurant, not a Western restaurant!
At this time, the East was generally very conservative.
Interesting!
Tang Ning saw that he looked clean, with clear eyes, a bookish look between his brows, and clean fingers. He didn't look like a waiter, right? Tang Ning couldn't help but wonder.
So he continued to ask in Portuguese if there were any special dishes, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork with pickled vegetables, plain chicken, roast duck, etc. Unexpectedly, the waiter in this shop could really answer in fluent Portuguese.
Some of the dishes Tang Ning just asked about were available, and some were not. If not, he could also recommend other dishes. His attitude seemed very polite, neither humble nor overbearing, which was different from Tang Ning's impression of a shop owner who was very obedient.
You really can’t tell? The waiter in this shop is different!
Tangning became interested and finally asked for the names of a few foreign dishes. He wanted to see how this young man of his own age would respond.
Wang Yang has now figured out that the young man who looks more like a foreigner to whom he is talking is the leader of these people.
Because of what Tang Ning said, the others did not say anything. They sat around Tang Ning with a somewhat guarded expression, as if they were protecting the important person.
Looking at Tang Ning's smiling face, Wang Yang realized that this person seemed to be teasing him.
This is obviously a Chinese restaurant, but you also have Western food, and you want grilled cod. This kind of thing should only be found in high-end Western food!
"No, sir, the dishes you just served were all Western food. This is a Chinese restaurant. If you want to eat caviar, just go out and turn right out of Shenyang Street and you will find the St. Paul Hotel." Wang Yang said.
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"Since I don't have it, it doesn't matter. I don't want to eat Western food anyway. I just made a joke. I would like to ask, with my fluent Portuguese, it is more than enough to be a comprador translator or something. How...
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Tangning smiled gently and brushed off the teasing just now. This time he was talking about Sinian.
At first, Wang Yang thought that Mas, who was following Tang Ning, was the leader of these people, so he greeted them in Portuguese. Unexpectedly, Tang Ning made a joke.
This was the first time Wang Yang saw someone like Tang Ning. Caucasians and Orientals can still be distinguished. He has seen mixed-race people before, especially Portuguese mixed-race people, who have very oriental features.
However, there are even fewer Orientals who can bring white followers with them and make them obey.
Tangning is young, well-behaved and well-educated. She looks gentle and elegant, but she also carries an unquestionable aura, like someone who is used to giving orders.
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Wang Yang thought about his own concerns and did not answer Tangning's words for a while.
At this moment, a man wearing a long gown and a friendly face suddenly came out and said.
"I am the boss here. If this guest needs anything, just ask me. Please forgive me for any inconvenience."
Gao Decai saw that his nephew Wang Yang had been gone for such a long time. Tang Ning and others were white and yellow, and they had a faint aura of strength. He opened the door to do business, so he would naturally be aware of his words.
He thought Wang Yang was being negligent in some way, so he hurriedly came out to smooth things over, which left Tang Ning a little confused.
"No problem, the boss is too polite. I just want to try your special dishes. What's your last name, boss? Your accent sounds like you are Cantonese?" Tang Ning asked.
The Mandarin that was popular in China in the previous life was derived from the Mandarin in the Zhili area. Cantonese Mandarin generally has an accent that others can recognize when they hear it, including the Fujianese.
The older generation of Cantonese speak the Cantonese, Hong Kong and Macao version of Mandarin. What this kind boss said was almost the same as the old man in Tangning's previous life, so he asked.
"That's right! I came here from Guangdong Province! I'm even smaller than my uncle who sells piglets here, and I haven't done that in decades!"
Gao Decai said with emotion, "Brother Housheng, are you trying to save others?"
"My father, Jiangmen Guobianga, didn't go to Zuo Portugal to marry a witch from Zuo, so he gave birth to me." Tang Ning said in her long-lost native accent.
Overseas, when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, they burst into tears. Of course, they may also be shot in the back.
It's not like she burst into tears or shot in the back, but Tangning was still happy to talk to this smiling boss.
Before the food was served, they sat down to make a cup of tea and drink it slowly!
Gao Decai didn't do well either. He came to Brazil selling piglets, worked hard for several years, earned his savings, opened a restaurant, worked hard, and expanded the restaurant a lot. With the diligence and hard work of an Oriental, Gao Decai built this restaurant.
It's pretty good.
Gao Decai seemed to be quite talkative. He told Tang Ning that after his life settled down, he originally wanted to return to China, but the country was so chaotic and there were no people at home. After his sister died, he took his nephew Wang Yang over.
Several years have passed in a flash.
It turns out his name is Wang Yang! Tangning nodded.
Gao Decai's next words surprised Tangning.
"My nephew really has nothing to say. The education of the Orientals here is not good, and I don't understand the foreigners' language very well. But I know that to study, I have to go to a foreign school, so I sent him to
Go to school.
Originally, I wanted him to study for three to five years and then become a translator, comprador or something. He knows Portuguese. If he can't do it, he could just come back and help me open a restaurant.
But I didn’t expect that he would get better and better at studying, and he would even be admitted to an American university, the one called Bokley University in California. The school is far away, and sometimes the kid would come back only after a long vacation.
You are so sensible! If you are so promising, you won’t have to open a restaurant like me in the future.”
Gao Decai, the name of the university he mentioned is not quite accurate, but how could Tangning not know about the University of California, Berkeley!
In fact, the University of California is a public university with multiple branches. Tang Ning wanted to control it at first, but it was unrealistic, so she had to settle for the private Stanford University.
In Tang Ning's previous life, most of the reputation of the University of California was earned by this Berkeley campus, and his strength later became as good as that of the top MIT in the United States.
Gao Decai said with a proud look on his face, a bit like showing off. For some reason, he felt that Tang Ning was very close to him, and he said so much at once.
Tang Ning told him that she was doing business in Sao Paulo and this time she came over to cooperate with the company here and planned to transport some of the products here to the East for purchase.
"My nephew is really talented. He can transport the goods here to China for sale. This is what foreign companies do!" Gao Decai said.
"From now on in St. Paul, Uncle Gao can come to me if you need anything. I've met a lot of people." In return, Tangning didn't mind giving him a promise.
Gao Decai met Tang Ning for the first time and didn't know her very well, so he just took it as a casual comment and didn't take it to heart.
After a while, the food arrived. Authentic Chinese food, full of color, flavor and flavor, makes people want to eat.
This chapter has been completed!