After slandering Zheng Bohong, Zhang Chi continued to pedal his bicycle, pedaling until he became sleepy. So Zhang Chi said something to Zheng Bohong and went back to the guest room arranged for him to sleep.
At the end of the day, in addition to flying and going to the police station, and finally riding a bicycle for so long, Zhang Chi couldn't stand it any longer, so he returned to his room and fell asleep.
I worked until dawn the next day.
When he got up, Zhang Chi thought that everyone else was still asleep, but when he arrived in the living room, he found that all these people were there, drinking tea with their legs crossed, and it seemed like this was the case.
"Just waiting for you!"
Zheng Bohong looked at Zhang Chi and asked with a smile.
Zhang Chi curiously asked Zheng Bohong and the others: "What do you people usually eat? After flying for more than ten hours, you actually got up earlier than me?"
Melika glanced at Zhang Chi: "Don't you know there is a place on the plane called first class?"
Well!
Zhang Chi is a little embarrassed. How can he be willing to fly first class now, with a round trip costing tens of thousands of soft girl coins?
"What are you waiting for me to do?"
Zhang Chi can't go home now because he has to wait for the prosecutor's decision on what happened last night. If he decides to prosecute, he has to respond. If he doesn't, he can go home.
Before the prosecutor's decision comes out, Zhang Chi had better stay in Los Angeles, otherwise it will be very troublesome.
There is always a gourd, but you can't go against the prosecutor. Then you want to challenge the judicial system. Although this system is not very good, Zhang Chi estimates that it won't be a big problem to treat himself.
Zhao Yue stood up at this time and said loudly: "Go! Go! Let's have a Cantonese morning tea first, and then a seafood dinner at noon. When I was in China, I was going crazy, hurry up, hurry up, Don’t waste time and leave now.”
After saying that, he stretched out his hands and waved them in the air.
Zhang Chi was gently pushed by Zheng Bohong and followed the others to the door. He still carried it as he walked and asked in a suspicious tone: "Cantonese morning tea, is this authentic?"
Zhang Chi has actually eaten a seafood feast. It’s really not cheap. Of course, in Zhang Chi’s opinion, the prices in Los Angeles are extremely expensive. I don’t know how much more expensive they are than in Folsom. The same varieties are here. At least 20% more expensive than Folsom.
"You'll know when you get there. Hurry up or you won't be able to get a seat." Zhao Yue strode ahead and turned around to say to Zhang Chi.
Then go!
Today, five people drove into a car, a super spacious full-size Ford SUV. Sitting in this car was like riding on a boat, and the five people inside were not crowded at all.
When he arrived at the place, he stopped the car and followed everyone into the store. Only then did Zhang Chi realize that the small store was almost full of people.
After looking around, Zhang Chi found that this place was similar to the stores in China. Whether it was the decoration or the things placed on the tables of the diners, they were all in authentic Chinese style. However, all the stores in China were Chinese, and this store Eighty percent of the guests here are Americans.
There are not many Chinese people!
Zhang Chi has some doubts about the taste of the food in this restaurant.
After finding a larger table and sitting down, a Chinese-looking woman in her thirties came to the table and handed over an order.
"Two portions of chicken feet!"
As soon as Duan Shu saw the menu and said something, he wrote the word "2" in the column of chicken feet on the list.
“How many shrimp dumplings do you want?”
"Let's have three servings first," Zhao Yue said.
Melika said: "Don't order so much. Didn't you say you were going to eat seafood at noon? What time is it now, and why are you ordering so much?"
"Then please order less and order two portions," Duan Shuyi said.
Then Zhang Chi heard Duan Shu murmuring.
"Okay, sister, that's all," Duan Shuyi said in Cantonese to the eldest sister standing next to him.
"I haven't seen you for a long time." The eldest sister standing next to her also spoke in Cantonese.
"Not in the United States these days..." Duan Shuyi said with a smile.
The eldest sister took the menu and turned away from the round table where Zhang Chi and others were sitting.
"You speak Cantonese well," Zhang Chi said to Duan Shuyi while drinking tea.
Duan Shu smiled and said: "My great-grandfather was from Guangdong Province before, and he came to the capital after the founding of the People's Republic of China. When I was a child, I stayed with my father in Guangdong Province for four or five years...".
Zhang Chi said no more questions and asked no more questions.
Zhao Yue muttered to Duan Shuyi at this time: "Has this eldest sister got the card?"
"How do I know?" Zhao Yue said.
Seeing that Zhang Chi was a little curious, Zheng Bohong explained to Zhang Chi in a low voice: "This eldest sister was originally a teacher in China. She wanted her children to go to school in the United States, so she married an American. Who knew that her American husband was not
She was unwilling to sign for her, so she divorced again and married an American. I wonder if her American husband would be willing to sign for her this time so that her children could use this relationship to immigrate..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chi understood that there were too many such things.
Ten or twenty years ago, Zhang Chi thought it was okay to operate like this, but now that he is doing it like this, Zhang Chi feels that his brain is sick, and the illness is not serious.
There are quite a few women like the waitress here. Zhang Chi just can't understand that these people usually have very decent jobs in China, such as teachers, doctors, etc., but they have to sharpen their brains to become Americans.
people.
And this kind of thinking is usually very stubborn.
It's like he's been possessed and brainwashed.
This is not to say that all Chinese women marry American husbands who are not good. To be honest, there are quite a few who live a good life. The most obvious example is Aunt Phil. But once they marry the wrong ones, domestic violence? That is a common thing.
I'll give you a bruised nose and a swollen face, and there are a lot of things here that don't work every day and ask for help.
You have to bet on luck in this thing, a zero-sum game. If you bet correctly, you will be lucky. If you bet incorrectly, you will be really bruised. You will sleep with others for several years in vain, so you will start looking for someone again.
Soon what everyone wanted was served, and they stopped talking about the eldest sister and concentrated on eating.
The food is really authentic, at least not much different from the Cantonese restaurants Zhang Chi ate in China. Zhang Chi’s favorites are shrimp dumplings and fried leek dumplings. Of course, a bowl of porridge is indispensable for eating this.
The taste was very authentic, but Zhang Chi didn't eat more because today's main course was a seafood dinner. After he was three-quarters full, Zhang Chi stopped using his chopsticks.
Zheng Bohong and the others also ate very little. The food ordered by the five of them was not too much, and everyone knew the portion size of Cantonese morning tea snacks.
After eating and paying the bill, everyone rushed to the seafood restaurant.
When he arrived at the door, Zhang Chi was shocked by the scene because there was a long queue at the door.
"Why are you so surprised?"
When Melika saw Zhang Chi's appearance, she asked with an expression that said you didn't understand.
To be honest, this is the first time Zhang Chi has seen such a long queue here in the United States. There are probably hundreds of people waiting in line. But over here in Folsom, it is estimated that all the idle people in the city must have come together to form such a long queue.
Team.
"How about we switch to another one?"
Waiting in line to eat?
Zhang Chi is really not too interested.
Zhao Yue said: "If you don't change, we are here to eat seafood today, this is it. Didn't you have morning tea just now? Why are you hungry again?"
Zhang Chi shook his head: "No, how long will it take for us to wait until the queue reaches us?"
"What's wrong with you?" Duan Shu asked with a smile.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Chi realized that he was really fine, so he had no choice but to shut up and queue up with everyone honestly.
Good guy!
This queue lasted for more than an hour. By the time I was there, the food I had eaten in the morning was almost gone.
Now Zhang Chi finally understood why he wanted to have morning tea. He couldn't resist without getting some breakfast.
When he entered the store, the crowd was full of people, which made Zhang Chi feel like he was in a vegetable market in his hometown.
When we got to our seats, it was Zhao Yue who took the order this time. She pulled the waiter and ordered a lot, and then she asked Zhang Chi and others.
"Is there anything else you want to eat?"
Zhang Chi shook his head, and when he arrived, Melika ordered a pound of clams, corn on the cob and the like.
There are no tableware for eating seafood here, so we just started. There was a plastic tablecloth piled on the table. The seafood was not a plate, but a plastic bag. When we put away the table, we just tied up the tablecloth and covered it with a new tablecloth.
The cloth is ready to serve the next table.
Not long after the order was placed, some of the things everyone wanted came up.
As soon as the plastic bags were opened and the plastic scarves were put on, everyone started moving.
The seafood here can be described in one word: arrogant!
More than a kilogram of lobster, crab claws that are 40 to 50 centimeters long and half as thick as a finger, fried soft-shell crabs, and bags of sea shrimp, the creation is complete!
Zhang Chi ate two clams and then started peeling the shrimps. The shrimps in the sea were not big in size, almost the same as the prawns eaten in China, but they were more abundant. Zhao Yue ordered four pounds of them and brought them to him.
When I opened it, there were shrimps everywhere.
He peeled off the shrimp tail, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth. Zhang Chi nodded with satisfaction. The shrimp was very fresh. It was not like the seafood he ate in his hometown. The meat felt a little loose. The shrimp here were
The meat is very firm and elastic, especially when dipped in the sauce provided by the store, the texture is really great.
"How about it? Don't always eat shrimps, let's have some fried crabs."
Zhao Yue looked at Zhang Chi and said.
Zhang Chi reached out and took the fried crab she handed him, nodded and said, "It's pretty good."
Zhang Chi is a little confused now. Each of these people is worth a lot, but why do they like to crowd here to eat seafood?
I can’t figure it out!
The fried crab was also good. Dip it in the ingredients and take a bite. It was crispy and fragrant. Half of the crab was eaten by Zhang Chi after two bites.
Zhang Chi’s favorite thing here is fried crab claws. Zhang Chi has never seen this thing in China, which may be related to Zhang Chi’s lack of experience. The crab claws are very long, forty to fifty centimeters, and four of them grow on half of the crab’s belly.
The crab belly has no meat and is small, so it is these four legs that it eats.
Although it has been fried, it is best to use pliers if you want to open it.
I gently pinched the crab legs, and heard a slight click in my ears. The crab legs split open, revealing the white jade-like crab leg meat inside.
Zhang Chi pinched a few crab legs next to them and peeled them off with his hands, and Zhang Chi peeled out a whole piece of crab leg meat.
"Hey, how did you do it?"
Duan Shuyi was also nibbling on crab legs at this time, but the crab leg meat she was holding was a bit terrible. Only one third of a ten-centimeter-long crab leg was left, and it was shredded.
It looks like being bitten by a dog.
Then I turned around and looked at other people, and they all looked the same.