rebirth of cataclysm

"Haha, can't we eat here?" Because the other party spoke English, Hu Mingchen also chuckled and responded in English.

In the restaurant they entered, most of the diners were men, and there were very few women. On the second floor, there were only two women, one was a fat woman with a red spot on her forehead, and the rest

The girl was the girl who talked to Hu Mingchen.

Hu Mingchen knew that in Tianzhu, if a woman has a red dot on her forehead, it means she is married.

The girl in front of her looks about twenty years old, she looks like a student, and she is not wearing their traditional dress sari, but a pair of gray jeans and a yellow tight shirt. Of course, her hair is

There was a silk scarf on top.

The girl smiled lightly, very brightly, with two small dimples on her face. Because she leaned forward and was close to Hu Mingchen, Hu Mingchen could smell the faint fragrance of her body.

"It's not that I can't, but I've never seen foreigners like you dining in such a traditional restaurant. You usually don't go to Western restaurants, but to high-end modern restaurants."

"Then I just want to experience it." Hu Mingchen responded.

When Najib saw Hu Mingchen chatting with a local beauty, he just smiled to himself and did not disturb them.

Because Najib found that the girl was really beautiful, and if he hadn't gotten married yet, he would have been attracted to her.

Hu Mingchen is not married yet and is originally a single young man, so it is not a bad idea to strike up a conversation when meeting a beautiful woman.

Fang Guoping and Pei Qiang also pretended to be nonchalant.

They were very close to Hu Mingchen and knew that Hu Mingchen had rarely been with women before and had always kept himself clean.

However, some time ago in Pengcheng, they noticed that Hu Mingchen and Liu Huizi had developed.

If you don't try it, you won't realize the love between a man and a woman, but once you taste it, you will be out of control.

It is almost impossible for a person like Hu Mingchen, whose talent and wealth are extraordinary, to stay with just one woman.

Because even if he doesn't take the initiative, someone will take the initiative towards him, which is almost inevitable.

They also discovered that it was actually this exotic and beautiful girl who took the initiative to talk to Hu Mingchen, and it was not Hu Mingchen who was teasing others like a prodigal.

"Well, then you should have a good experience. By the way, which country are you from?" the girl curled her lips, nodded and asked.

"Chinese from China."

"Are you here to study abroad? There are very few Chinese in our Tianzhu, and there are only a few Chinese international students in our school." The girl seemed to be very talkative, and she wanted to ask Hu Mingchen for more details.

"No, we are here for a trip."

"Well, our two countries are both countries with ancient civilizations. In Tianzhu, there are indeed many places suitable for sightseeing. My name is Ruiya, what do you call me?" The girl nodded, and then extended her hand to Hu Mingchen.

"My name is Hu Mingchen." Hu Mingchen stretched out his hand and said.

Girls all stretched out their hands openly, and Hu Mingchen couldn't have stage fright, let alone appear rude.

Rhea's hands were very slender and she held them gently, feeling soft and tender.

"Hu...Ming...Chen..." Ruiya read out Hu Mingchen's name awkwardly.

When foreigners call us by our names, it is indeed a bit difficult to pronounce, and we will be very uncomfortable at first.

"Yes, Hu Mingchen." Hu Mingchen nodded, then let go of his hand.

"If you are here to travel, then I can be your tour guide. I am very familiar with all the surrounding attractions. What do you think?"

Hu Mingchen frowned. Could it be that he really met a tour guide and she got close to him just to attract business?

"Are you... a tour guide?"

"Haha, no, no, I'm not a tour guide, I'm just hospitable. Don't worry, I don't charge you. I don't want your money." Ruiya smiled with her white teeth.

"I'm sorry, that was my misunderstanding."

"If you come to travel and want to know a place, you have to get in touch with the locals. You can't just take a quick glance at the place. In that way, what you actually see is just the surface of a place.

The culture, customs, and even historical heritage of a place are not in the buildings you see. In fact, it is concentrated in the lives of local people. For example, you can come and eat traditional local food.

Same." Ruiya gestured with her hands.

After hearing what she said, Hu Mingchen nodded in agreement.

If she is really not a professional tour guide, and she is not doing it for money, but out of hospitality, then Hu Mingchen is really happy and touched.

It is really a good choice to have such a smart and beautiful girl accompany you for introduction. At least it is much more attractive and interesting than Najib, a grown man.

"What you said makes perfect sense, so I'll... thank you in advance."

"Haha, you're welcome. We are very friendly and hospitable, and we know each other's names now, so they are just names." When Ruiya said this, she also patted Hu Mingchen gently with her hand.

This made Hu Mingchen feel a little embarrassed. In contrast, he felt that he was not as free and easy as this girl.

In the past, a local woman was conservative, but now it seems that this is no longer the case. This Ruiya is very lively and outgoing, and she belongs to that kind of girl who is extremely cheerful and unrestrained.

Just then, Ruiya's food was served, and she made a gesture to invite Hu Mingchen to taste it, but Hu Mingchen politely refused.

Because Najib told him that their food was also delivered.

Because Hu Mingchen ordered mutton chop rice, Fang Guoping and others also ordered mutton chop rice.

The food was served on a large plate. The color of the rice was a little yellowish, as if something had been added. There was a row of chopped lamb chops in front of the rice.

Those lamb chops should be baked, golden brown, with a layer of crispy skin on the surface, and on the left side of the plate, there is a yellow sticky substance and a vegetable.

"Here, why are there no chopsticks, no knife, fork, and spoon?" Pei Qiang asked in confusion as he looked at the food in front of him.

"Don't you see that everyone else eats with their hands? You have to eat with your hands," Hu Mingchen said.

Pei Qiang also noticed at this time that all the diners inside were eating with their hands, and many of those people were paying attention to them, as if to see if they could eat.

It's a bit like seeing a foreigner holding chopsticks and being confused.

Therefore, Pei Qiang and Fang Guoping planned to use both hands together, planning to tear the mutton chops into thinner pieces first.

Najib quickly stopped them: "You can only use your right hand. The left hand is considered unclean and unclean by the locals."

It was also the first time that Hu Mingchen ate with his hands. In China, even if you eat with your hands, the store will provide plastic gloves, but here, there are no gloves, so you really have to rely on your hands.

Fortunately, Hu Mingchen and the others didn't do anything. They just washed their hands briefly, so there should be no problem if their hands are clean.

So, Hu Mingchen reached out, grabbed a piece of lamb chop and started eating it.

Not to mention, the lamb chops were grilled really well, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and not too thick in texture.

After eating a piece of lamb chop, Hu Mingchen grabbed the rice and ate it, but it seemed a bit bland.

"Hehe, it doesn't taste good when you eat it like this, why don't you use Marsala?" Ruiya, who had been looking at Hu Mingchen while eating, laughed softly.

"Marsala?"

"Yes, it's that soup. If you don't use Marsala, your meal will be unpalatable. Marsala is the soul of our cuisine. If you don't use it, it's like a person without a soul."

Ruiya said.

"But I see it..." Hu Mingchen frowned, instead of describing Ruiya as a soul, Masala used another derogatory adjective.

The thick and mushy stuff really doesn’t look like much. The soup is not soup, the porridge is not porridge, and the porridge is not porridge. Moreover, the yellowish color looks like a child having a stomachache...

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Hu Mingchen couldn't think about it any more. If he thought about it any more, he would probably find this meal boring.

"I tell you, you must learn to use Marsala. This is the core truth and soul of all our cuisine. You must be brave enough to try..." After saying this, Ruiya, who moved over, put the

He poured half of the marsala on top of the rice, then took a small piece of lamb chop and dipped it in the marsala and handed it to Hu Mingchen.

Hu Mingchen was a little dumbfounded. This Ruiya must have been too enthusiastic to get acquainted with Zilai. Before he even agreed, she got mixed up directly.

Hu Mingchen swallowed and looked at Ruiya, who gave her an encouraging look.

Encouraged by her beautiful eyes, Hu Mingchen took the mutton chop and slowly put it into his mouth.

The first thing Hu Mingchen felt was a spicy taste. Hu Mingchen liked spicy food, so he tasted more. Then, he experienced sweet, sour, and of course salty.

If there were so many flavors concentrated together, Hu Mingchen couldn't adapt to it at first, but Ruiya kept paying attention to him and he didn't feel like vomiting, so he continued to eat.

Slowly, Hu Mingchen felt that the taste was not bad, it was a very rich hodgepodge of various flavors, a bit like the domestic sweet and sour pork ribs soup mixed with mapo tofu and spicy hot pot base to make bibimbap.

"How about it? Not bad, right? It's made with more than a dozen kinds of things, including ginger, garlic, onions, chilies, and pepper. As long as you can eat spicy food, you can definitely eat Marsala. Slowly, you will know how to eat it.

I like it." After feeling that Hu Mingchen could adapt to this taste, Ruiya opened her eyes and smiled lightly.

"I can eat spicy food, and I also like spicy food. It's just that I couldn't get used to it at the first bite. Gradually, I think it's okay. I always thought you liked curry, but I didn't expect that you like masala."

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"Hahaha, haha." Ruiya laughed again, "Masala is curry, but we don't use the word curry. Haha, do you think curry is some kind of plant fruit?"

Not to mention, Hu Mingchen really thought that curry was like some specific object such as chili pepper or garlic. Unexpectedly, it was a mixture of so many items stirred together.

They have been eating Western food in the hotel these days, and it was today that they experienced some local food, and Hu Mingchen made such a joke.