"Yifan, this is the travel and accommodation expenses reimbursed by Stanford University for you. In addition, of the six thousand US dollars, you and Yang Fei'er each have three thousand, take it!"
After the academic report on the third day, Lao Zhao reimbursed the three people's travel and accommodation expenses, and also received an additional 10,000 US dollars in cash. At this time, after packing his luggage in the hotel, he went to the old gangster's room.
Here, he handed an envelope and said.
The old gangster thought that he had done a good job, so he gave us 6,000 US dollars for 10,000 US dollars. He was not polite to him, so he took it and said, "Thank you, Professor Zhao!"
Lao Zhao did not come here for the reward of several thousand dollars, he wanted fame and qualifications!
He smiled and said: "Yifan, you're welcome! I haven't thanked you for the paper you submitted to "Science". If you can win, the school's reward will be more generous, haha. Okay, Yifan, we will go there in the afternoon
Let’s walk around San Francisco’s Chinatown and try Chinese food there.”
Of course, this was not the first time that Lao Zhao came to Chinatown in San Francisco. When he was studying for a doctorate in the United States, he had been here many times. At this moment, he was like a tour guide introducing the scenery of Chinatown to the old gangster and Miss Yang.
"The Chinese call San Francisco San Francisco. It is said that the early Chinese immigrants to the United States were often inspired by a myth, that is, the land in the western United States was full of gold mines, so it was called Jinshan. Later, it was said that new gold mines were discovered in Australia.
Mine, hence the name San Francisco. San Francisco's Chinatown is the largest Chinatown in the United States and the largest Chinese community outside Asia. It has the oldest history and is home to nearly 100,000 overseas Chinese." Old Zhao got up in the afternoon.
Putting on a purple Tang suit, as soon as he entered Chinatown, he introduced him to the two old gangsters.
The old gangster nodded while looking at the rows of signboards on both sides of the street, and said: "Well, everything I heard and saw was in Chinese. It really made us come here. It's quite touching."
Lao Zhao seemed to recall the first time he came here when he was a PhD student, so he said: "Look at those Chinese medicine stores, souvenir shops, chicken and duck shops, Chinese restaurants, and those roast ducks hanging all over the windows.
The roasted chicken, roasted pork and barbecued pork actually taste more authentic than those in China. If we didn’t have other arrangements this time, it would be quite nice to stay here for two days!”
At this time, Miss Yang said in a clear voice: "Teacher Zhao, why do you think it is more authentic than the ones in China?"
When the old gangster heard this, he smiled and heard Lao Zhao say: "How should I put it, because there are many century-old shops here. Generally speaking, the older the shop, the more distinctive and delicious the food. Domestic
Due to some special reasons, private enterprises only appeared after the reform and opening up."
The old hooligan said: "Professor Zhao is right, this involves a traditional issue. I think of a domestic example, Quanjude roast duck. Before liberation, Quanjude's roast duck standards were very strict. The duck's breed, weight, and well-proportioned body
The level of cooking is very particular. Before putting it into the oven, various processing procedures are very strict and indispensable. As for how long it takes to bake after putting it in, it is not to mention. However, after the liberation, Quanjude
It became state-owned. It was fine in the first few months, but as time went by, the duck immediately became unpalatable, and it did not get better until after the reform and opening up. Why is this?"
Lao Zhao smiled: "Of course there are many reasons, but the matter has passed, so we don't want to talk about it. But Yifan's point is still very good. I just said that the shops here are century-old shops, and the craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation.
Well, this is why the dishes here are more unique than those in China.”
The three of them passed by a cheongsam shop. The old gangster saw the colorful cheongsam inside, so he said to the beautiful girl Yang next to him: "Shall we go in and take a look?"
Lao Zhao also laughed and said: "Then go in and take a look, I will also buy two pieces for my daughter and your aunt!"
Yang Fei'er is from Jiangnan, and there are many shops selling cheongsam in her hometown. Why then: "Yifan, these clothes are imported from China, so we don't need to buy them, right?"
The old gangster thought so, so he patted his forehead and said to Old Zhao: "Professor Zhao, what do you think?"
"If you want to buy, just buy one or two. Although the cheongsam here is imported from China, it has its own characteristics. Let's go in and have a look!" Lao Zhao replied.
The old gangster also wanted to see Miss Yang wearing a cheongsam, so he took her little hand and followed Old Zhao in.
Lao Zhao remembered the body shapes of his wife and daughter very accurately, so he quickly bought one for each of them. After packing, he sat next to him and chatted with a female boss, and then they looked at Miss Yang there.
Gestures.
When the old gangster saw that Beauty Yang couldn't choose a partner for a while, he returned to Lao Zhao and said to the Chinese female boss: "When did you come here?"
The female boss said in Chinese with a Lingnan accent: "I am already the fourth generation!"
"Then you can run for President of the United States now!" the old gangster laughed.
The female boss shook her head and said with a smile: "No, the president of the United States must have Anglo-Saxon ancestry, which means he must be the descendant of British and Irish immigrants. It would be good for us Chinese to run for governor or be elected as a cabinet minister.
.”
The old gangster thought, you are really right. A few years later, although Obama was black, his mother was indeed white with Anglo-Saxon ancestry.
Sometimes, blood can bring people closer together in their hearts!
Seeing the old gangster and old Zhao both nodding, the female boss said again: "Mr. Li, your girlfriend has a great figure and is tall. Wearing a cheongsam can best reflect her beauty!"
The old gangster thought, let Fei'er wear that high-slit cheongsam and expose one side of her snow-white thigh, hehe.
However, I can only let her wear it at home for me to see alone!
It took half an hour for Miss Yang to choose two pieces, put them on, and as soon as she walked out, the old gangster burst into laughter.
Lao Zhao also laughed: "I have a good figure, and I can wear whatever clothes I want!"
If there wasn't someone next to her, the old gangster would definitely come forward to pick her up and give her a lot of love!
"Mr. Li, can I take some photos of your girlfriend? But don't worry, I will pay for the portrait!" The female boss looked at Beauty Yang in amazement and said to the old gangster next to her.
The old gangster immediately rejected her and said, "No, I don't want her to show up!"
Lao Zhao also shook his head and laughed.
When the woman was aroused with the desire to shop, she got out of hand. By the time the three of them arrived at a Chinese restaurant in the evening, the old gangster had already carried several bags.
"This store is quite good. Take a look. There are many photos of former President Clinton and Chinese leaders." After Zhao sat down, he pointed to the rows of photos and signatures of dignitaries and celebrities on the opposite wall.
Hearing this, the old gangster and Yang Feier both turned their heads;
"It seems that the food in this store should be very good!" The old gangster waved to a waiter, then turned to Lao Zhao and smiled.
"Well, I was here before, and what I still remember deeply is the Yangchun noodles here. The taste is so authentic!" Lao Zhao Chang thought.
"Hey, let's not eat noodles today, let's order some of their special dishes!" The old gangster said to the waiter next to him. He found that he was also a Chinese, so he asked her: "Do you have any special dishes to recommend?"
A few minutes later, the three of them ordered the "Orange Flower Bones" and "Steamed Anchovies" that the old gangster liked, the "Wensi Tofu Soup" and the "Colorful Stir-fried Fruits and Vegetables" that Yang Fei'er liked at first sight, and Lao Zhao who loves spicy food.
Ordered "Spicy Crab" and "Spicy Fat Beef".
The old gangster wanted to order a few more dishes. He thought the dishes here might be relatively small, but he was stopped by Old Zhao: "Yifan, there are too many. If you order more, you won't be able to finish them all!"
The old gangster thought, there are still more dishes that I can't finish? But when the first spicy beef dish came, he was stunned!
"Teacher Zhao, this is really affordable! One portion is more than two in China!" the old gangster sighed.
"Haha, it's like this. The quantity is large, but it can't be said to be cheap. Firstly, it's tradition. Maybe many restaurants in China before liberation were like this, and they were preserved by the senior Chinese who came here. Secondly, it's different from the United States.
It has something to do with the culture. The culture here is very particular. You can tell by looking at the super-large hamburgers sold by KFC. Third, this may not be correct enough. It may be related to their marketing strategy. If the quantity is large, the price will also go up.
But the large quantity can make people comfortable to watch and eat. As long as they are comfortable, the higher price will not have much impact." Lao Zhao explained.
Yang Feier said: "Teacher Zhao is right!"
The old gangster quickly picked up the chopsticks and said: "Try it quickly. I want to see how it tastes besides the quantity!" After saying that, he picked up a piece of beef and took a bite. Suddenly, there was a spicy taste and the aroma of meat was enriched.
Oral cavity.
"It's good, it tastes very authentic, and the meat is very tender. Teacher Zhao, Fei'er, you guys should try it too!" the old gangster urged.
After this meal, the old gangster who was confident enough in his appetite finally surrendered!
I can’t finish it!
After the three people walked out of the restaurant, they began to enjoy the night view of Chinatown;
For a moment, the old gangster seemed to have entered a time tunnel again.