Guo Jin, a British person who has always been a fan of spicy food, how did he know what spicy strips are, this delicious folk super delicacy that is popular all over China?
Therefore, Guo Jin curiously asked Zhang Tiegen: "Vulture, what is spicy strips?"
"You don't even know what spicy strips are?" Zhang Tiegen asked Guo Jindao in surprise, expressing great disbelief.
Guo Jin saw Zhang Tiegen's performance. With his high IQ, how could he not know that Zhang Tiegen already despised his OUT?
"Are those spicy strips delicious?" Guo Jin swallowed his saliva, in a typical foodie manner, and quickly asked Zhang Tiegen.
"Nonsense!" Zhang Tiegen curled his lips and said with disdain. Foreigners really don't understand the essence of our Chinese cuisine! "Don't even think about it, there are countless unknown spicy ingredients and additives added to these spicy strips.
There are preservatives. Finally, add a little gutter oil. Do you think it will taste better?"
Hearing this, Guo Jin couldn't help but change his expression, and said in a fuss: "How dare you eat such a thing?"
"Fuck! You foreigners just like to make a fuss and are too pampered! We grew up eating spicy noodles, and our population in Greater China is still the largest in the world?" Zhang Tiegen curled his lips and said with serious contempt, "What if you
If you don’t believe it, you can ask the waiter. Waiter, let me ask you, do the spicy strips taste good?"
The waiter swallowed his saliva and said without hesitation: "The spicy strips are delicious. Every time I am criticized by our manager, I have to eat a pack of spicy strips to calm down."
"Listen, listen, how powerful the spicy strips are, and how effective they are in calming shock!" Zhang Tiegen said with a smile.
"So effective? Then I will definitely try it, even though it doesn't feel like a healthy food." Guo Jin finally plucked up the courage and said.
"It's quite unfair if you say this about our Chinese spicy noodles. Then your national food of Great Britain, French fries, hamburgers and so on, are even more junk food. Aren't you still doing the same?
Do you have no objections after eating it for the rest of your life?" Zhang Tiegen immediately retorted, damn, even the devil knows that British people eat the most delicious food in the universe, but they still have the nerve to comment on my delicious food in Great China?
Well, in an instant, Guo Jin was speechless by Zhang Tiegen's rebuttal. Although everyone knows that the British are very advanced in science and technology and have produced many famous scholars, but the British are least able to come up with something.
If you want something, it must be British food.
The thing that British people will always be criticized by foreigners must be British food. Because the things made by British people have nothing except the reputation of dark cuisine all over the world.
After the waiter left, because Zhang Tiegen was Situ Zixi's guest, the waiter must of course meet his requirements!
So, after returning to the kitchen, the waiters rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found a pack of spicy strips worth $1.50 in someone's bag. This was something the waitress bought home last night and forgot to eat.
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They quickly opened it and served it on the plate happily. The strong spicy smell and the thick layer of bright red coloring on it made everyone who watched it couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Soon, two exquisite cold dishes were brought up together with a plate of red spicy sticks and placed in front of Zhang Tiegen and Guo Jin.
Zhang Tiegen pointed to the plate of red things and smiled at Guo Jin: "Guo Jin, try it. This thing is the legendary spicy strips. This thing is definitely the billions of beauties in China.
, the best snack companion when you are lonely, cold, and bored at night and can only watch Korean dramas. It is also the best companion for hundreds of millions of male losers to reminisce about their beautiful childhood. Come on, try it."
"Oh, this thing looks like it's just a deep-fried thing. I didn't expect it to have such cultural connotations! Then I have to try it." Guo Jin swallowed his saliva and said, typically forgetting.
I was scared of gutter oil and stuff just now.
With that said, Guo Jin quickly picked up his chopsticks and was about to pick up the spicy strips, but Zhang Tiegen stopped him and said, "Guo Jin, what do you mean when you eat spicy strips like this, you have to grab them with your hands?"
Ah! Pretenders will definitely not be able to eat spicy strips, they will only earn the contempt of millions of men and women."
Hearing this, Guo Jin quickly put down his chopsticks, no longer bothering to pretend to be a miserable British gentleman, and directly reached out to pick up a spicy stick and looked at it from left to right.
This Guo Jinna is definitely a person who has eaten all kinds of delicacies all over the world. He can vaguely tell that the so-called spicy strips seem to be quite simple. They should be a tofu-like product.
At the same time, Zhang Tiegen was already opening the beer bottle with his bare hands, and with a swipe, he took off the bottle cap.
This waiter has been working in this hotel for several years. I don’t know how many guests I have seen. The person in front of me comes to a high-end restaurant like theirs, eats spicy strips, drinks five-star beer, and can open it with bare hands.
This was definitely the first time she had seen the man with the bottle cap.
Therefore, Zhang Tiegen's miraculous skills immediately made the waiter next to him stunned: How hard must this man's fingers be to be able to do such a thing!
At this time, Guo Jin smelled the spicy strips again. Not to mention the spiciness was very pungent, and the taste was a bit strange, with an oily smell mixed in.
Nodding, Guo Jin did not reject the taste, so he put it in his mouth and took a bite.
But, "Hey..." Guo Jin was immediately stoked by Guo Jin, "It's so spicy!"
"Hehehe... How can it be called spicy strips if it's not spicy?" Zhang Tiegen laughed heartily and quickly filled Guo Jin's wine glass with a glass of beer.
Guo Jin quickly picked up the wine glass and took a big sip into his mouth. The cold and exciting beer entered his stomach and instantly numbed the spicy taste in his mouth, making Guo Jin feel much better.
"Yeah." Guo Jin suddenly nodded and said while chewing the spicy strips, "Although it's a little spicy, it tastes pretty good. The main ingredient is dried tofu!"
"Right, I've told you a long time ago that spicy strips are our national delicacy. There are so many chemical materials in this thing, it's hard not to taste it!" Zhang Tiegen said with a smile.
At this time, Situ Zixi next to him had already discussed with the restaurant chef about improving the meat menu, and was immediately attracted by the plate of red spicy strips.
So, Situ Zixi, who couldn't help but swallow his saliva, immediately stretched out his little paws without hesitation, secretly picked up a spicy stick, and gnawed it deliciously.
Seeing that even a super rich woman like Situ Zixi actually liked spicy strips, Guo Jin finally believed Zhang Tiegen's words. This spicy strip is indeed China's national delicacy!
You must try it again!
As for the two plates of exquisite cold dishes that were served together, they were simply ignored and no one paid any attention to them.