Five hundred and ninety-first chapter dumpling shop adventure
"Do these Italians like to eat out?" It was still very cool at night in New York in October, and Hong Tao and Irene were still wearing their fancy jeans. Originally, Hong Tao wanted to change his clothes and go out, but Irene wouldn't let him.
She said that couples' clothes are for couples, and it doesn't matter what other people think. In a city like New York, even if you come out with your butt naked, people will only look at you twice, and you have to be handsome.
Or be more beautiful, otherwise people won't even give you a second glance.
"They like to be lively and speak loudly. They feel noisy in the house. It's much better if they move outside. This is very similar to you Chinese." Irene told Hong Tao the history and signboards of these restaurants as she walked.
Hong Tao counted the dishes. There were about a dozen restaurants in operation on both sides of the road. The oldest ones were more than 20 years old. Three of them were said to have been in business for more than half a century.
Walking out of the south entrance of Mulberry Street, you arrive at Canal Street and enter Chinatown. It is indeed different from Mulberry Street. There are more people, not only Chinese, but also many whites and blacks, probably all of them.
Came to eat in Chinatown.
In addition, it is a little messy. Although there are many dining tables on Mulberry Street, no Italian restaurant will set them up in front of its door, and they are very neat. There are not so many dining tables in Chinatown, but there are all kinds of big and small.
Small signs are almost all over the wall, and sometimes more than a dozen signboards can be hung at the entrance of a building. And the stalls for buying food and vegetables are placed on the sidewalk, which is no different from that in China.
"Can you understand what they are saying?" Irene and Hong Tao passed by a small shop selling meat rice dumplings, and there happened to be a few Chinese chatting at the door. Irene listened for a long time and seemed to have achieved something, so she had to ask Hong Tao.
"I don't understand either." Hong Tao knew he didn't understand without even paying attention.
"Don't you speak Cantonese? You even sang Cantonese songs to me." Irene suspected that Hong Tao was fooling her.
"Don't bother. They speak Fujian Hakka. Cantonese is slow and I can still understand a few words. This dialect speaks word for word. I can guarantee that I can't understand a word."
, when you go to China again, I will take you to visit Fujian. See if you can
Can't learn Hakka." Hong Tao has been harassed by Irene many times on the issue of Chinese dialects. Every time she hears a different dialect from outside, she has to ask Hong Tao, which makes Hong Tao very helpless, but he can't speak the dialect of his own country.
Most of them don't understand it. Irene still doesn't believe it when I tell it to her.
"Do you know which restaurant here has delicious food?" Hong Tao was a little hungry. He didn't want to wander around so casually anymore. He wanted to find a restaurant to eat first.
"Then let's go eat dumplings. The food here doesn't taste the same as what you cook, only the dumplings are similar." Irene's apartment is not far from here. She probably came to this area to hang out when she had nothing to do, and she took Hong Taozuan with her very quickly.
I walked into an alley and found a small dumpling shop with a very Chinese name, "Second Sister".
"Sister, give me half a catty of shrimp dumplings and half a catty of beef dumplings first." There are only two tables in the small shop. The owner matches the name of the shop owner. She is a middle-aged woman. There is also a middle-aged man in the kitchen. It is probably her.
For the husband and the like, this is a mom-and-pop shop.
"Okay, half a catty of shrimps, half a catty of beef..." This eldest lady's voice was really loud, and I think she could be heard shouting in the shop across the alley.
"Young man, have you just come here?" After the eldest sister shouted towards the kitchen, she turned back to ask Hong Tao.
"Hey, do I have a look on my face? How did you know I just came here?" Hong Tao feels that he already looks very American, and his clothes are even more American than Americans. He is not the only one in Chinatown who can speak Beijing dialect.
, how can this elder sister be sure that she has just arrived?
"We don't ask for dumplings by the pound here. They all take turns. When I hear you talking, it seems that you just came from China. This lady looks familiar to me. She must have been here before. If you don't believe me, just ask her." The eldest sister took a look.
She is a person who likes to chat. There were only two customers in the shop, Hong Tao and Irene. She mistakenly sat on the seat next to her, apparently intending to chat for a while.
"What's more important? Is the eldest sister from Dalian or Qingdao?" Hong Tao has nothing to do anyway, and talking is his specialty, so he can chat for a while while cooking dumplings.
"It's from Dalian. That's my brother inside, and another brother is out delivering food. Is the eldest brother here to go to school or to work?" The eldest sister immediately laughed when she saw that Hong Tao was so polite and willing to talk.
Hua, move the stool this way again.
"I'm here to see my wife. Well, this is my wife, so she's okay." Hong Tao didn't hide it, hugged Irene, and flashed her face to the eldest sister.
"That's too good. This girl is more attractive than you, so you can pick her up!" The eldest sister was really straightforward.
"Hahahaha, the eldest sister is right, I am much more handsome than him." After hearing the eldest sister's compliment, Aileen almost laughed under the table, stamping her feet and shouting.
"Hey, your wife speaks Chinese very well. Hey, why are you here again? Get out of here!" The eldest sister had just said half a sentence when suddenly her eyebrows stood up and she shouted from behind Hong Tao.
He shouted loudly, making Hong Tao's ears buzz.
"Keep your voice down, you're not afraid of breaking the window! This is my home, why should I go out?" Hong Tao looked back and saw a middle-aged man in his 30s walking in. He was neatly dressed.
He had a small parted hair, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a book in his hand. He spoke in a calm and relaxed manner.
"Shit! Have you ever taken care of this house? You don't leave home once for half a month, you think this is a hotel!" Although the eldest sister said something powerful, her butt never left the stool, nor did she stop the man from walking in.
, it seems that he did not mean what he said.
"What do you know? I'm going home. Where is your brother staying when I go home? There are guests here, don't just make a fuss, make me some dumplings, I'll grab a few clothes and leave. If you're late, you won't be able to sell the beds.
"The middle-aged man sat directly at the table next to him, then handed a leather bag in his hand to the elder sister, smiled slightly at Hong Tao, nodded, and said hello.
"I don't care! You can go find it yourself. Can't you and the Fourth sleep in a bunk bed? Why do you have to sleep in a subway station? You're not home all day. I know whether you're dead or alive. Let's
What should I do if the police catch me?" The eldest sister cried while holding the leather bag.
"Sister, don't make things difficult for your brother-in-law. It's not easy for him to be alone outside. Let's talk to him if he has something to say. Why are you crying? There are still guests here." The younger brother from the kitchen came out with two plates of cooked dumplings.
While persuading his sister, he put the dumplings on Hong Tao's table, and then brought over a small plate, vinegar, soy sauce and several seasonings.
"Find me some thicker clothes!" After listening to her brother's words, the elder sister stopped crying. She stood up and hugged the leather bag and walked towards a small door behind the kitchen. The middle-aged man chased her again.
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"Sorry, I interrupted your meal. It's okay, it's okay." The middle-aged man turned around and saw Hong Tao looking at him curiously, and quickly smiled.
"I said, brother, what's wrong with you? It's not easy for this eldest sister to take care of this small shop. Please stay with her as much as you can. As a woman, it'll be fine if you just coax her." Hong Tao didn't care about what was on his plate.
He felt that the conversation between the two couples just now was quite informative, and he couldn't help but feel a little gossip ignited in his heart.
"Hey, every family has its own difficulties. It's okay, mistress, cook me some dumplings and have some wine?" The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to say more and shouted to the young man in the kitchen.
"Brother-in-law, the wine is gone. How about I buy you a bottle?" The young man in the kitchen stuck his head out and responded, waiting for the middle-aged man's answer.
"Forget it, just save what you can, I'll go and try it myself tomorrow." The middle-aged man clapped his mouth, as if he was quite hungry for wine, but finally gritted his teeth and stopped drinking.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. I have wine here. Brother, you haven't eaten either. I just want to eat. Come and join us at the table. I just came from China. I don't have anyone to drink with me. It's just right.
Come on, come on..." As soon as Hong Tao heard about drinking, he felt that he had found a breakthrough. He stood up and moved the middle-aged man to his table, while winking at Irene.
"This isn't appropriate..." The middle-aged man was a little tempted, but he was embarrassed.
"What's inappropriate about this? When you go out and meet people who speak Chinese, they are just friends. Come, come, let's chat for a while. How long have you been here?" Hong Tao saw his enthusiasm and knew that he was not.
Don't want to drink.
"It's been almost 10 years and you just came here?" The middle-aged man took advantage of Hong Tao's words and stopped giving in. He moved a stool and sat next to Hong Tao. He took the cigarette from Hong Tao, lit it and inhaled deeply.
Take a sip.
"I just got off the plane in the morning, and I happened to come here for dinner in the evening. My surname is Hong, which means Hong, and that person just now is my wife. I stopped by to see her." Hong Tao also took a cigarette in his mouth and started talking.
"Okay, brother, you have married an American wife, so you have obtained your status, right? Have you got your temporary green card?" The middle-aged man seemed to be very concerned about his status. When he heard Hong Tao's words, he immediately mentioned the green card.
on the issue.
"I got it. It took a lot of effort and cost more than 10,000 yuan just for air tickets." Hong Tao said disdainfully about the experience of applying for a temporary green card.
"Be content, are you trying so hard? Compared to us, you are in heaven..." The middle-aged man was a little uncomfortable with Hong Tao's performance. Just as he was about to continue, Irene raised a hand
He walked in with a bottle of wine and a paper bag in one hand. (To be continued...)
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