Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The reception staff on the opposite side didn't make a beautiful salute until the crew members had settled in the hall, and started the inquiry work towards the crowd.

‘Hello, may I ask who contacted our embassy, ​​please go to the information desk over there and fill in the relevant information for assistance. ’

‘Because it’s a state of emergency, our embassy is on call 24 hours a day, so there are staff to serve you throughout the day. ’

And with the explanation of the security department, a little girl in a blue uniform began to distribute paper cups towards this group of people.

‘Want water? Has anyone been injured? Do you need the help of medical staff? Does anyone need to provide food supplements? ’

When the last sentence was asked, Qin Guan, who pretended to be a quiet beautiful man from the moment he entered the embassy, ​​couldn't help it anymore: ‘I! I need food! ’

This hand was held upright, and because of Qin Guan's active opening, it made him instantly attract the attention of all the staff like a little fluorescent light in the night.

‘Look at Qin Guan, who is speaking! ’

‘It’s him, it is said that her assistant asked us for help the first time! ’

‘I said, Xiao Min, the foreign affairs liaison, is a suspected troublemaker. After answering the phone today, he took over the reception work! its not right! Wait, who is on the edge of Qin Guan, my God! ’

‘Let Renault, how did the two get together? Do you want to make a new movie? ’

With the observation of these on-duty staff, the identity of this newly received group of asylum-seekers was discovered.

‘Ah, I love this killer. I really want to sign. When I go to work tomorrow, I can show off with our French colleagues. Your French superstar stayed here last night! ’

The whole hall of the embassy was inexplicably warmed up because of Qin Guan's hands.

The staff called Xiao Min, after getting affirmative answers, began to prepare the staff inside the embassy.

Of course, food supplements are not changed out of thin air. There is something called takeaway that exists around us.

The Cantonese restaurant that was sheltered by the embassy district was planning to close early because of the unrest outside, but because of a most familiar number, the master inside changed his mind.

This is a big customer's order, even on this rare evening, a dozen meals for a meal.

Out of wealth and insurance, as well as the security of the surrounding area, the restaurant owner took it as soon as he patted his chest.

As the most satisfying dinner in the evening, it is none other than the claypot rice in the Cantonese cuisine system.

Influenced by the physical and appetite of southerners, Cantonese cuisine with a very small amount of food has its special cases.

That is a bowl of authentic claypot rice.

Even if he came to France, he would still buy the most authentic rice seedlings in the shops of Chinatown, and perfectly brought the taste of Chinese claypot rice to the original.

‘Boom’

With the opening of the special casserole lids, the fire of the stove started in the hands of a pair of smart cooks, opening the road to gourmet food.

White and tender scented rice, fine and crystal, a dozen casseroles, and under the control of the same flames, started their rice cooking plan.

But in a dozen minutes of kung fu, all the rice was cooked into a half-cooked, light car cooked road, and the chopped Cantonese sausage, roasted pork, barbecued pork and the prepared soup were poured together. A little sticky rice grains.

Then put the lid on again and slowly simmer the rice in this pot over low heat.

The golden pot, which absorbs the sweet gravy and seasonings, becomes braised and browned under the stew of the casserole, exuding the smell of rice.

The green oily rapeseed that has been hot has been turned off in a small pot. After the pot has been started, it is neatly placed in the clay pot rice with only meat.

Because they are very close, in order to ensure the maximum deliciousness of the ingredients, the embassy and the Cantonese restaurant have their own secret transmission.

‘Shh! ’

A crisp whistle sounded in the backyard of the small restaurant, and the glass of the embassy next to it was opened instantly.

A rattan basket with years, a sling, and a few hooks on the wheels completes the most original conveyor belt.

With the work of the people on both sides, this basket, which still has the taste of food, transported the heavy food basket to the end of the embassy.

‘Old rules, pay the money tomorrow! Today is too late! ’

'Row! Thank you for coming, the bill of fees is at the bottom! ’

‘Come on! Close the doors and windows! Make a night in the store today, it's safer than home! ’

'Ok! ’

The warm mandarin, although it is not standard with a big tongue, is the most perfect embodiment of the country sound.

After waiting for the entire crew after receiving the food, for the first time under the inspiration of all members of Qin Guanhe and the embassy, ​​they realized what is the true charm of Chinese food.

This is different from a western-style meal for one person. When the outer ring was wrapped in a grass-proof straw ring and a uniform casserole was delivered to everyone's hands, the non-Chinese members of the crew were a bit ignorant.

Did the embassy give dinner a big pot of soup?

But when Qin Guan took the lead to open the lid, a scent of rice mixed with the flavour of meat flew away in the hall.

The white rice, set against oily, reddish brown sausages and roasted meat, was also unreasonably attractive. Coupled with the green side dishes, this claypot rice is instantly full of inexplicable appeal.

It was because of this action that the cover turned out to be true, that made Renault's stomach closest to Qin Guan groan unconsciously.

In the time they did not notice, all of them were hungry.

Xiao Min turned around with a smirk, and quickly delivered the spare spoon to everyone's hands, but everyone put their eyes on Qin Guan's body, waiting for his next move.

I saw the calm Qin Guan, as if I knew everyone's ultimate goal. I pour a small packet of sauce on the side of the casserole and pour it into the pot of claypot rice along the side.

It turns out that this group of people are waiting for others to tell them how this black bag is used.

Did you spread out the meat and eat it inside, or did you mix rice after eating? I really haven't seen how to mix these together to form a more complex flavor of the way to eat it.

However, it looks really fragrant.

The soup is so black that it soaks all the ingredients, and the original claypot rice instantly changes color.

And with Qin Guan's spoonful of dishes and food in his mouth, the crowd in the hall was not calm. (To be continued.)