The Best Small Farm

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"Hey, there are quite a lot of people."

Walking into this Chinese restaurant, Li Han took a good look. The decoration is very Chinese, and it uses the most Chinese-inspired features of the Jiangnan water town. In particular, there is a rockery at the entrance, designed with a waterwheel, and winding paths on both sides , to not block the line of sight.

Walking through the rockery, there is a small pavilion in the center of the hall, and some green plants are planted on both sides of the winding glass path. "Wow, Dad, look, there are small fishes down there."

"goldfish?"

Li Han looked down and saw that it was not. "It's very emotional."

"Guzheng."

In the small pavilion in the middle, there was someone playing the guzheng. "Good morning, gentlemen and ladies."

"Find me a quiet place."

Li Han said.

"plz follow me."

Along a meandering water path, you come to a small pavilion surrounded by bamboo and some green plants. Compared with the hall, this place is much cleaner.

Li Han took the menu and smiled. "This menu is interesting."

"What's wrong?"

"Is there a Chinese menu?"

It turned out to be an English menu. You must know that this is a Chinese restaurant.

"Sorry, sir, we only have an English menu here." The waiter whispered.

"This is wrong, this is a Chinese restaurant." Natalie muttered.

"Yes, miss."

"This boss is really strange."

"Maybe it's a Chinese restaurant opened by Americans." Li Han said with a smile.

"That's not right, there should be Chinese."

Li Han smiled at the anxious waiter beside him. "Okay, serve me steamed stuffed buns, a large portion of porridge, and these snacks."

"Okay, sir."

"There are not many Chinese people in this shop."

"San Antonio is no more than cities on the western coast, and there are not many Chinese."

The breakfast taste here is quite good, but the boss, Li Han's matter, after hearing about it, it's a bit off-putting.

Speaking of which, this shop has a history of nearly 50 years, and it has been passed down to this generation, which is already the third generation. The owner of this generation is a pure American. Don't look at the yellow skin, black eyes and black hair, he is actually authentic and pure. American.

I can't speak or write Chinese, so I deleted the Chinese menu of the Chinese restaurant today and changed it all to English.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Han warned Dudu and Baobao to learn Chinese and Chinese characters hard. "This Chinese restaurant, with the best decoration and the hard work of several lifetimes, is ruined."

"What did you say?" Li Han was taken aback.

Looking back, a little girl stared at herself. "Oh, what's the matter?"

"Sir, I'm sorry." The Asian man in his thirties said with a look of embarrassment.

"Dad, this is talking bad about us." The little girl spoke to her father in English.

Li Han paused slightly. "You are chinese?"

"Sorry, I don't understand Chinese." The man said.

"I will." The little girl called. "Grandpa taught me everything."

"Just now this uncle said that Dad destroyed Grandpa's shop." The little girl called out.

"Alice." The man looked at Li Han with somewhat unhappy eyes.

"Really, I heard it." The little girl Alice stared at Li Han.

"Yes, sir, she is right."

Li Han said with a smile. "However, I want to apologize for what I said just now. Don't get me wrong. I think with such a daughter, maybe this shop can continue to operate."

As soon as he said this, the man's face was really bad.

"Sir, don't you think my shop is doing very well now?" the man said.

"That's right, your shop is very well decorated, very Chinese."

"Chinese taste, God, what time is this? I want to tear down those buildings and add some places." The man seemed to disagree with Li Han's words.

"dad,

Grandpa said that those decorations and Chinese food are the best match, and they are indispensable. " said the girl in a low voice.

The man frowned slightly, thinking that he didn't agree with his father's point of view.

"Your grandfather was right."

Li Han said. "Chinese food is more about the environment."

The man pouted. "Western food is generally recognized as more romantic."

"hehe."

Li Han smiled. "Since you don't agree with Chinese food so much, why run a Chinese restaurant, maybe it would be better to change it to a Western restaurant."

The man didn't speak, maybe, he really thought, this is a restaurant that has been passed down for generations, and it's not easy to change it. "My father works in a western restaurant, and my grandfather sent my father back."

When the little girl said that, Li Han sighed. "This restaurant is not suitable for you."

"The young man is right." An old man came over.

"It's Dad's fault, you shouldn't be allowed to come back and inherit the restaurant." The old man said.

"Dad, I know, this is your whole life's hard work." The man said.

"I understand what you want to say." The old man said. "Perhaps, according to what you said, some unnecessary decorations can be removed, and some seats can be added, but such a restaurant is still a Chinese restaurant."

"The young man is right. It is a culture of tolerance in a Chinese restaurant." The old man said.

"Han, have you said that?" Natalie scratched her head, but she didn't hear Li Han, and said.

Li Han smiled, the old man understood what he meant, but unfortunately the old man's son didn't seem to know about it.

"The old man is right. Chinese restaurants represent our catering culture. If there is no cultural background, only food is left, which is no different from American fast food." Li Han said.

"A nation without its own unique culture may be able to integrate into American society." Li Han said. "It's too difficult to go further."

"Sorry for talking so much."

Li Han turned his head and said to Jennifer. "let's go."

After walking for a long time, Jennifer and Natalie did not speak, and there were only a few villains, eating the ice cream they just bought.

"Han, I didn't expect you to be quite eloquent." Natalie said with a smile. "Knows a lot."

"However, I think it's good to integrate into American society. After all, I live in the United States." Natalie muttered.

"The Jews never said that they would not integrate into American society, but they never gave up their own national culture." Li Han said. "It's good to integrate, but it's not good to give up one's own national culture. A Chinese who gives up his own culture, or a yellow-skinned American, is different from a white American. Maybe, the skin is different."

Natalie nodded. "Yeah, wouldn't it be better to get along like this."

"hehe."

Li Han said with a smile. "Do you think that one who can speak Chinese and Chinese characters and has a Ph.D. in computer science, and one who can't speak Chinese and Chinese characters with a Ph.D. in computer science, who is also of Chinese descent and applies for the same company, who is more competitive."

"Well, maybe they know Chinese and Chinese characters. After all, China's technology development is very good now. If this company enters China, such a person is more suitable." Natalie didn't speak, but Alta said.

"yes."

Li Han said with a smile. "It may be more competitive to integrate but maintain an independent national culture, especially now, when China is developing and Sino-US trade exchanges are frequent."

Natalie pouted at Alta. "Han, you really look like an orator."

"Hahaha, no."

Li Han smiled. "I saw such a good store, it would be messed up, and it might be ruined by blind instructions. I'm a little uncomfortable, talk nonsense, let's go, go to the market, and ask the residents of San Antonio what kind of barbecue they like."

"Hehe, I know, how can I find out." Natalie said with a smile.

"You know?" Li Han was a little curious.

"Of course, look at the map. There are more than ten barbecue restaurants here. If we try each one, we will know." Natalie said proudly.

"Hey, that's a good idea. If you have time, let's go."

The barbecue doesn't start until noon, so try it in the afternoon. Li Han will have a whole morning to go around. Coming to the parking lot, driving, following the map, all the way down, and tasting the barbecue of nearly ten barbecue restaurants, Li Han felt a little better.

"Han, how is it? Does it taste good?" Natalie said proudly. "This is a well-received barbecue restaurant."

"It tastes a bit sweeter."

Li Han said lightly. "Looks like San Antonio residents have a sweet tooth."

"It seems that fruit barbecue is more popular."

"Han, I think the taste is similar?" Natalie muttered, just eating at this barbecue restaurant, it is said that Bush Jr. has come to eat, Li Han tasted the tender meat, with strong barbecue sauce and cumin , the taste is very good, and Natalie and the others even eat meaty mouthfuls, and the corners of their mouths are oily.

"Yeah, it's sweeter than the aunt's house in front."

Dudu villain, with a little head, quite agrees with Dad's point of view.

"Are you really good at eating?" Natalie muttered. She once said that she wanted to be a gourmet, and it seemed that there was no hope.

"Hehe, I have eaten too much barbecue, so I can taste some of it."

Li Han said. "It's almost time, we should pass."

"What, that Chinese kid from San Andy Farm went to the San Antonio Market Barbecue Festival?" Barton, holding a glass of wine, smoking a cigar, wearing a loose suit and silver hair, looked at the assistant in front of him with doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, sir, I just found out that I set off early this morning." The assistant whispered, facing him, this boss is not a good-tempered one, he was born in a cowboy, and I heard that he has some relationship with some local criminal organizations.

"What the hell is this kid doing?" Barton said. "Has Joe contacted Eric?"

"It's sir, contact. It's just that Eric said that he can't decide this matter and needs to ask his boss." The assistant said.

"It seems that the Chinese is not interested in my proposal." Barton smiled.

"Boss, do you want to teach that kid a lesson?"

"No, the old guys from the Ranch Association are very dissatisfied with this kid's planting of Montana grass seeds, so maybe I don't need to wait for me to do it." Barton said with a smile. "Tell Joe to get on good terms with Eric, and keep me informed about that Chinese boy."

"Boss, why do you pay so much attention to that Chinese boy?" the assistant asked in a low voice.

Barton glanced at the assistant. "roll."

"yes."

Waiting for the assistant to leave, Barton smiled. "I didn't expect that the San Andy Farm actually had an oil field, and the reserves are still considerable. With the addition of caves, it might be able to sell for a good price."

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