Wang Lin recognized her at a glance.

It's her!

The blonde woman I met in the Waldorf Astoria restaurant yesterday.

She is filming.

She is so sexy today!

A suspender black dress with a low neckline, slender and white legs are faintly visible, and the soft shoulders are exposed outside, making the two semicircles even more eye-catching.

It can be seen that she is a mixed-race child. Mixed-race child is usually very beautiful, while she is even more beautiful.

She has golden brown curly hair and deep blue eyes.

Her peerless face is enough to be jealous of all women, and she is God's masterpiece.

Beauty is the best pass for women. No matter where they are, beauties will receive different preferential treatment. However, with the proliferation of plastic surgery technology, beauties seem to have become mass-produced things and can be seen everywhere.

But those real beauties are always the brightest focus in the crowd, and the woman in front of you is such a person.

She satisfies all the fantasies of a man about a beauty, appearance, figure, temperament, and personality. No matter who he compares with, she is the most outstanding person.

It's perfect for a thousand years to look at this blonde beauty.

Li Wenxiu pulled Wang Lin: "When you see the beauty, you can't move?"

Wang Lin touched his chin and smiled slightly: "Look at it!"

Shen Xue smiled and said, "No, this woman is so beautiful."

Wang Lin said: "I can't compare to you, but she has an exotic style. She is a little stunning when she sees it on the first day of the New Year."

Zhou Zhou gave him a blank look and said, "Hey, we are here to visit the museum, not to see the beauty, okay?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Let's go!"

Zhou Jun was also stunned. Wang Lin pulled his hand back, and he turned his head to look.

Wang Lin was angry, raised her legs and kicked him: "You have your eyes growing on her body, right?"

Zhou Jun oh, jumped up, and smiled awkwardly: "No, I'm watching them filming! What kind of drama is this? I don't know what kind of movie it is, so I will definitely buy it to watch it."

Wang Lin glared and said, "I think you want to see her, right?"

Zhou Jun laughed and said, "Hey! Are there fewer beauties in the movie? So what can I do if I see?"

The group visited the museum. The Metropolitan Museum embodies architectural styles from different periods. The museum contains millions of artistic treasures from all over the world, including architecture, sculptures, paintings, sketches, prints, photos, glassware, ceramics, textiles, metal products, furniture, ancient houses, weapons, armor and musical instruments from various historical periods.

Wang Lin and the others were really tired after walking until two o'clock in the afternoon, especially a few children. They were very excited at first, but after walking for a long time, they had to be held by someone. They were not interested in anything and just shouted to eat.

Li Wenxiu took out the bread for the children to eat. Wang Wen took a bite and said it was not delicious, so he threw it on the ground.

"Why isn't it delicious?" Li Wenxiu picked it up and said, "You kid, don't eat it if you don't eat it. Why are you throwing things around?"

Wang Wen pouted and said, "I want to eat meat!"

Li Wenxiu threw the dirty bread into the trash can, took out a new bread and opened it to take a bite, frowned and said, "What kind of bread is really hard to eat. No wonder Wenwen stopped eating it."

Wang Lin took a bite and immediately vomited out: "It's really unpalatable!"

To be honest, American bread is really unpalatable.

But Wang Lin and the others are here for the first time, but they don’t know it. They thought these breads were as delicious as the breads they bought in China!

Now, I'm fooled.

In New York, the market is full of bread, that is, supermarkets, which are edema and can never be returned after pinching it. They cannot be cut into butter without a knife.

People often sigh: Such a big country and such a developed industry cannot make bread well!

In fact, it’s not that badly made, bread is not that difficult to make, but there is no market.

There are also several bakeries in the United States that can make bread well. In a slightly larger city, there are always several bakeries selling fresh, crispy crusts, chewy bread inside, German, French, and Italian. Although it cannot be said that the variety is rich, the quality is reasonable. At least it is no problem to fool tourists. However, there are too few such bakeries and cannot be added.

This is determined by lifestyle. Most Americans live in suburbs in scattered areas, and daily food purchases are large, only once a week. Delicious bread must be sold on the same day. If you want this, the city must have a European structure. There is a bakery on the corner of the street, and you can buy it at any time to ensure that both output and consumption are completed on the same day.

This is impossible in the United States, a culture of using cars to eliminate the city. Correspondingly, sliced ​​bread with preservatives is also suitable for large industrial production, with much higher efficiency and profitability than small bakeries, and is also in line with the economic model of American society. Over time, Americans are used to eating edema and sick bread, so they don’t feel that it is unacceptable.

I'm afraid there are more than bread, but there are a lot of unpalatable American foods, such as various quick-frozen microwave-heated foods, and various foods that can be purchased in the refrigerator for several weeks, which are all related to scattered living. This living model itself provides a market for the large-scale industrial production of daily foods.

Not only Chinese people are not used to eating here, but tourists from other countries, such as French people, are difficult to adapt to when they come to the United States, and some international students will be forced to collapse by American food.

The quality of life of Americans is actually far inferior to that of developed areas in our country. The life of Americans is high-tech and rough life.

Shen Xue smiled and said, "Is it so unpalatable? I'll give it a try."

She took the bread and hadn't eaten it yet. She just smelled it and handed it back to Wang Lin: "What's the weird smell? I'll lose my appetite after smelling it."

Wang Lin threw all the bread away and the trash can: "Forget it, let's go out for dinner! The children are tired too. I asked the staff before that even after getting the small badge, even if I left the Metropolitan Museum halfway through, I could still return to the museum before closing the building that day."

When I bought the tickets just now, although it was a free donation, there was actually a standard: adults are $25 per person and children are $12 per person.

This is quite expensive because in the country, many museums are open for free.

Everyone was hungry and had to come out to have a meal.

When I passed by the museum lobby, I saw that the shooting was still going on, with the inside and the outside being surrounded by people watching.

Li Wenxiu said: "Let's find a restaurant at home?"

Wang Lin nodded.

Chinese restaurants in New York are not difficult to find. There is a place where almost all Chinese are Chinese. They are called Chinese colonies in New York, and there are many Chinese restaurants in Chinatown.

Wang Lin and the others had no cars in New York, so they took a taxi to go there.

Taxis in New York are very expensive, but they are nothing to Wang Lin.

The taxi driver took them to Chinatown, a Chinese gathering area in Manhattan.

The residents of Chinatown in New York are mainly Chinese, and Chinese business activities are also concentrated here. Living in Chinatown is like in other small Chinese towns such as mainland China and Hong Kong. The common language is mainly Mandarin, and there are also local dialects. Chinese food is the staple food, and there are Chinese newsstands at many street intersections. You can hear Chinese radio by car, and the TV you watch at night is Chinese TV. In the United States, only Chinatown has such conditions and atmosphere.

The biggest feature of Chinatown is that almost all the residents in this area are Chinese. At the same time, Chinese people also engage in commercial activities here, mainly opening shops, restaurants and gift shops.

One-third of the shop is a restaurant, with mountains of fruits, medicinal materials, seafood stalls, department stores and beautiful Chinese signs mixed together.

There are hundreds of thousands of Chinese living in New York. Chinatown has a century-old history. It is not only a street, but also a city in the city. The dozens of streets around it are all Chinese.

Wang Lin and his friends walked into Chinatown as if they were back to their motherland!

kind!

Even the aroma of food floating in the air is so familiar.

Wang Lin found a Chinese restaurant that looked quite high-end and walked in.

"Welcome!" The waiter spoke standard Mandarin, which made Wang Lin and the others feel particularly friendly.

It's past mealtime, and there are not many people in the restaurant.

Wang Lin found a seat and waited for someone to sit down, and asked, "What's the delicious food?"

The waiter said, "A few of you have just come from the mainland, right?"

Wang Lin asked, "How did you see it?"

The waiter smiled and said, "You will know by looking at your dress."

Wang Lin was slightly surprised and asked, "Is there any difference in our clothes?"

The waiter said, "These clothes on you are not there in the United States. I have never seen them anyway. I can't say what the specific differences are, but I can just see them and they are particularly kind."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Is that so? It's interesting. But people in every region have a dressing style, which is certain."

The waiter took out the recipe and said, "Are you from Shencheng? We have lion heads, yellow sea croaker, dried kelp, Mapo tofu, dragon hand, white chop chicken, and sometimes fish fillets, pepper and salt fresh squid, fried rice noodles, roast duck, and wontons!"

Li Wenxiu smiled and said, "It's considered to be a delicious food. The dishes in the hotel are ridiculously expensive, but the taste is also average."

The waiter smiled and said, "Of course, if you want to eat your hometown food, you must come to Chinatown. No matter where you come from, you can find your hometown flavor here."

Wang Lin said: "What good dishes are there? Even if there are so many of us, there are eighteen dishes on each table!"

The waiter agreed with a smile, but did not really have anything to do. Instead, he took the recipe, turned to the back, pointed to a banquet menu and said, "Then come to this? This is the highest-standard banquet in our store."

Wang Lin glanced at it and said, "Okay, just eat this."

He asked Zhou Jun again, "I have to go shopping in the afternoon, so I won't drink anymore, right?"

Zhou Jun said: "If you don't drink, let's drink it again tonight!"

Not long after, the food was served one after another.

The dishes are all full of color, aroma and taste. Although due to the ingredients, the taste of many dishes is not as authentic as that of domestic restaurants, at least you can eat real hometown dishes.

A few children also eat quickly and don’t have to feed them at all.

Li Wenxiu said: "Wang Lin, we will all come to Chinatown for dinner in the future. The taste is good and the price is cheaper than the hotel."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Isn't this casual? You don't have to eat anywhere. You can try all kinds of dishes!"

At this time, a woman walked in from the door.

The waiter stepped forward to entertain the hospital and smiled and said, "How many?"
To be continued...