At the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century, with the construction of the Pacific Railway in the United States and the discovery of gold mines in the western region, a large number of Chinese workers from East Asia were introduced into the United States as cheap labor. At that time, the place where the Chinese first settled in this strange continent was

California.

Although George often flies around the United States, he has never really seen this country. After finishing the business with Wells Fargo, George decided on a whim to visit the city of San Francisco.

San Francisco was a very famous city in the previous life, with a history of blood and tears of the Chinese. Looking out the car window, I saw a city that has become a modern city. I think of the horse-drawn carriage I took when I just left the town more than a year ago. There is a sense of time lapse.

Sense of déjà vu.

At noon, according to George's request, the car arrived at San Francisco Chinatown, one of the earliest Chinatowns in the United States.

Looking at the group of black-haired and yellow-skinned people all over the street who spoke Chinese dialect, a sense of intimacy arose spontaneously. I got off the car and wandered around on this street. If not for the foreigners who occasionally walked by on the street, there were many.

A feeling of traveling through time again.

George came here specifically to try the Chinese delicacies here. He walked into a restaurant that said Cantonese-style morning tea.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he was immediately infected by the lively atmosphere. George looked at the surrounding environment. There were many tables and chairs in the very wide hall, which looked like it could seat at least two hundred people. It was a very large restaurant.

A waiter who was cleaning saw George and others coming in and shouted out of habit: "Welcome! Please come inside!"

Then he walked to George and said to George: "Here are you guys, please." After saying that, he led the way and took George to an empty table inside.

"This is your first time here, so you look unfamiliar," the waiter said in English.

"Haha, this is my first time here. Do you have anything delicious in your store?" George answered in Chinese dialect.

"The objective words of Tianchao are really good. I used to work as a chef in a restaurant in Guangzhou, and I just came to the United States in the past two years."

The waiter looked familiar and very confident, chatting with George in Chinese dialect.

Paul and Harry could only watch from the side, completely unable to understand what they were talking about.

"Really, that would be great, I'm looking forward to it. Haha"

Then the waiter handed over the menu, and George followed his recommendation and ordered chicken feet, beef rice rolls, quicksand buns, seafood porridge, etc. for a large table.

"Sir, it's almost done. The portions of the food in the shop are quite large, so I ordered too much and couldn't finish it."

"Don't worry, we won't deny you the money. We all have big appetites."

"Okay, please wait a moment, I will arrange for the chef to serve you the food right away."

"Boss, look at you chatting with these people in Chinese dialect for so long, is the food in this store delicious?" Paul asked from the side at this time.

"It should be good, just look at the number of people in the lobby. Harry, you see, for a bank, customers are resources. There are many Chinese people in the United States, and we can definitely recruit some Chinese staff, at the intersection of Chinatown

Establishing a branch will definitely attract many customers due to the unity of Chinese people. Moreover, we can also contact water and electricity companies and collect fees on their behalf, which can also increase the number of our customers."

"Okay, boss, I will arrange it as soon as possible." Harry said.

"Paul, go back and inform all the companies below that all accounts will be handled through your own bank in the future, and settlement will be more convenient."

"Okay, I will notify you."

While a few people were chatting, the waiter over there had already brought the food.

"My dear guests, all your orders have been served. Please use them slowly." The waiter just now said.

"Okay, thank you."

"Excuse me, everyone. If you need anything else, feel free to say hello." After saying that, he went to the side to greet other guests.

"Come on, Paul, Harry, come and have a try. These are chicken feet. You may not be used to them. But these rice rolls should be good."

As soon as the food arrived, George began to greet him and let him eat together.

The translucent rice rolls looked very chewy, with the rice aroma of eggs and beef. The sauce poured on top also had a sweet and fresh taste. George picked up a fluffy and hot rice roll.

I took a bite of the quicksand bun, and the hot quicksand fell into my mouth. The strong salted egg yolk and the aroma of butter made it taste pretty good.

Of course, this is pretty good based on George’s own cooking skills. George had previously thought about opening a chain store to show off his cooking skills, but after thinking about it, he had to wait. This year’s expansion speed has already

It's coming soon. There are other things to do, so this can definitely wait.

The two people next to him also imitated George and started to enjoy it.

In fact, except for some special dishes, foreigners can still accept Chinese food. As long as they break through the first psychological barrier, chicken feet and other things are also acceptable. Looking at future generations, we will know that every foreigner has been in China for a long time.

From now on, I will have a heavenly stomach.

George and the others were enjoying the food when they heard the sound of "Benefactor" coming from the front.

George raised his head, because here were all Chinese people, even though George shouted "Benefactor" in English, he would still look at it subconsciously.

Looking at it, he found that he really knew two of the people in the group not far away. They were Uncle Chen and Fu Chuanxue from the Hong Gang who had gone to Reno City to participate in the annual Texas Hold'em Competition.

Seeing George looking up, Fu Chuanxue walked towards this side and said: "Haha, it's really you, my benefactor."

"It's you, don't beg me. I'm a few years older than you. Call me Brother Zhang. I have a Chinese name named Zhang Fan." George stood up and replied.

"Haha, okay, Brother Zhang."

"Haha, thank you little brother for saving your life!" At this time, those people also came over, and Uncle Chen among them greeted.

He walked up to him, cupped his hands, and then said: "I left in a hurry last time and didn't leave any contact information. Later I went to find my benefactor. I only knew that my benefactor was blessed and won the championship. But he has already left. Our hall master

I am also very concerned about this matter. I happened to meet him today, so I would like to ask my benefactor to show his respect and let us show respect to the landlord."

"Haha, Uncle Chen is serious. It's just a little effort, so I don't dare to take credit. I don't dare to let Uncle Chen call me my benefactor. Uncle Chen just calls me Zhang Fan. This time I come because I have official business to do. Next time

I will definitely visit you if you have the chance." George replied.

I originally rescued the two of them because of their blood bond, and I didn't think about getting anything in return. This time I came out for business, and of course, I didn't want to go to Los Angeles again.

"Brother Zhang, my father happens to be here too, so just follow me to meet him. He has blamed me many times before for not leaving your contact information."

"Yes, brother Zhang Fan, the hall master is upstairs. Please give me a chance."

George looked at the two of them, and it seemed that it was really difficult to evade, so he said: "Okay, since Hall Master Fu is here, it is appropriate to pay a visit."

After saying that, I told Paul and the two of them to wait here. Anyway, they couldn't understand Tianchao dialect.

Then, George followed Fu Chuanxue and others to the box on the second floor. The box was large, but there were not many people. When he saw Fu Chuanxue and others pushing the door in, the three people in the room also looked over. When they saw the person walking in the middle

Even promising foreigners look suspicious.

Uncle Chen took two quick steps, came behind the tall man in the middle, and whispered a few words to him.

With George's current hearing, he could completely hear that he was introducing himself to this middle-aged man again. George could also guess that this man should be Fu Chuanxue's father, Fu Heng.

Then I saw Fu Heng stood up immediately, turned around the dining table, came to George, and bowed down as soon as he raised his hands.

How could George really make him bow down? He quickly grabbed Fu Heng's shoulders with both hands to stop him from bending down.

He said: "Mr. Fu, you don't dare to perform such a big gift. You will be born after breaking the evil."

Seeing that he couldn't bow down, Fu Heng stood up and was secretly surprised. He had decades of hard work, but this young man could blush, speak, and hold himself up. He was so weak.

Small.

Then he said: "Sir, you are very polite. You saved the lives of my siblings and my only heir. You can certainly afford this gift."

"Mr. Fu, there is no need to be so polite. It just happened to be a meeting before, and it was just a little effort. If Mr. Fu is so polite again, I really want to leave. Well, Mr. Fu calls me George, or my Chinese name is Zhang Fandu

Okay. Stop calling me sir."

"Okay, George, Gao Yi! Come, let me introduce you to two seniors." Then he brought George to the table, and gestured with his right palm to the person on the left to introduce: "This is Hall Master Li from the San Francisco Branch.

This is Mr. Wang who just arrived here."

"You two, this is the child's savior. I have disturbed you a lot today."

"Haha, Brother Fu, what are you talking about? We are not talking about some shady business. It's okay." Hall Master Li and Mr. Wang both waved their hands and said.

Fu Heng pulled George to sit down and said hello to the three people who came with Fu Chuanxue. Fu Chuanxue didn't introduce them before, and George didn't know the relationship between them. After hearing the greetings just now, George realized,

These old gentlemen were all invited here today.

After Fu Heng greeted a few people, he asked Fu Chuanxue to take a few young people to get their things and then arranged for the three old gentlemen to take their seats.

He came to George again, gave George a cup of tea with his own hands, and said, "Come and taste the tea from China."

George picked up the tea cup and looked at it first. The tea soup was red and clear. Then he put it under his nose and sniffed it. The aroma was mellow. Finally he took a sip. The taste was mainly fresh and mellow, thick and sweet. He couldn't help but say something.

:“Good tea.”

In the seventeen years since this life, this was the first time George drank tea. As a teacher in his previous life, the essential thing in the water cup was tea. As time went by, he naturally gained some understanding of tea.

"Oh, George still knows something about tea?"

"Haha, it's just a hobby, but it's rare to drink such good black tea. This should be a tea from the coastal provinces."

"Haha, that's right. This tea is the authentic Lapsang Souchong black tea that Mr. Wang brought this time. It's really not much. I have a few more when I leave. Please take it back and taste it slowly."<

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"Haha, then I won't refuse." George said.

"I think Mr. George's Chinese dialect is very standard, and he also knows the etiquette of the Chinese very well. I wonder if Mr. George's ancestors have any relationship with the Chinese?" Since it was just a casual chat, Hall Master Li didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, Hall Master Li asked

Tao.

"Yes, George. If you close your eyes, no one will think that you are a foreigner." Fu Heng also said.

"Well, not bad," several other people agreed.

"Haha, maybe my ancestors have it. My parents passed away early and didn't say much to me. I just like the Chinese culture very much, so I have read many books on this aspect. I even gave myself a Chinese name, Zhang Fan.

."

"Well, it's not easy to reach your current level through self-study. Many descendants born here are no longer interested in the things left by their ancestors. They just like to drink coffee every day." At this time, one person
Chapter completed!