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Chapter 658

Jiang Ye said: "If you haven't eaten Western food, it's not good. What's wrong with Chinese food? Is it because you like Chinese food if you can't get used to Western food?"

Xia Ruijia laughed and said in a disdainful tone: "What you said is really ridiculous. How can something as low as Chinese food be compared with elegant Western food? Not to mention that this restaurant has three Michelin stars, and the grade is even higher.

Hundreds of times!"

Jiang Ye could tell that Xia Ruijia was a typical foreign devil who worshiped foreigners and was a spiritual foreigner. She felt that everything abroad was better than at home, and even the moon was rounder than at home.

I said to you, come here with your fucking face. If I don’t give you a few words, I’ll be sorry for being such a bitch like you!

After hearing Xia Ruijia's admiring foreign words, the guests at the two tables around her frowned secretly.

It's good that they like to eat Western food, but only occasionally as a taste adjustment. On weekdays, they mainly eat Chinese food.

According to what Xia Ruijia said, then they have no status and are all low?

Even some foreigners living in China found Xia Ruijia's remarks ridiculous.

A person who doesn't even look down on his own country is really stupid.

Xia Ruijia had no idea how the people around her looked. She looked at Jiang Ye with pity, with a sense of superiority on her face.

Jiang Ye said coldly: "I think you are a typical admirer of foreigners. You have been kneeling for a long time and cannot stand up. You have even lost the pride of your own nation!"

"You said Chinese food is low? Then let me ask you, did you grow up eating these Western foods, or did you grow up eating Chinese food? You are really good at eating milk and cursing your mother!"

"You said that Western food is noble and elegant, and you talk about the number of Michelin stars. Let me ask you, do you know the state banquet dishes?"

"Can a restaurant with the highest Michelin rating be given a state banquet and be eaten by the top leaders of various countries?"

"Let me ask you again, the Chinese have invented methods of stir-frying, roasting, pan-frying, deep-frying, boiling, steaming, roasting, stewing, stewing, stewing and so on to make various dishes. Can you understand your Michelin?"

"There are also inscrutable techniques such as knife skills, heat treatment, and soup cooking. Can foreigners understand them?"

"Let me give you the simplest example. Do you know a Sichuan dish in the Manchu-Han Banquet: boiled cabbage?"

"This dish looks clear and watery, with no oil at all, but it smells fragrant and tastes fresh and delicious. It is better than thousands of other delicacies."

"Do you know how long it takes to make such a simple dish? How complicated is the process? Can you understand your Michelin?"

"He can't understand so many traditional Chinese delicacies, so who is he qualified to judge?"

After a few words, Xia Ruijia was stunned for a moment, her face turned red and her ears were red, and she was speechless.

She had received a Western education since she was a child, and felt that everything in China was relatively backward. How could she know that Chinese culture was extensive and profound.

Including the food culture mentioned by Jiang Ye, there are many heavy cultural connotations that she has never been exposed to.

When the surrounding diners heard Jiang Ye's impassioned speech, they couldn't help but applaud Jiang Ye.

"Okay! Well said young man!"

Xu Qing even had starry eyes, looking at Jiang Ye with admiration, as if a little girl had met her idol.

She really didn't expect that Jiang Ye was so knowledgeable. At least she didn't know these things before.

I can’t help but sigh: Isn’t this person too dazzling?

Xia Ruijia was so depressed that she wanted to cry when she failed to show off.

Seeing that Xu Qing didn't care about her good friend at all, she only stared at Jiang Ye dreamingly, and she became even more angry.

Just then, a tall, handsome white guy with an angular face walked over.

He held two glasses of wine in his hand, handed one of them to Xia Ruijia, and said: "Miss, there is no need to be angry with such a rude guy. This kind of person is a useless waste in life. He only knows

You gain a sense of accomplishment by bullying women. I’ll buy you a drink to make you happy.”


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