Chapter 2107 Yellow skin and white heart

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

Walking into this Chinese restaurant, Li Han took a look, the decoration is very Chinese, and it uses the special store characteristics of the most interesting Jiangnan water town in China, especially, there is a rockery at the entrance, a waterwheel design, and winding paths on both sides. , go without blocking 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 little fish below."

   "Goldfish?"

   Li Han looked down and it was not. "It's very sentimental."

   "Guzheng."

   In the small pavilion in the middle, someone actually played the guzheng. "Several gentlemen and ladies, good morning."

   "Find me a quiet place."

  Li Han, said.

"plz follow me."

   Along a winding waterway path, we came to a small pavilion, surrounded by bamboo and some green plants, which is much cleaner than the hall.

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

"What's wrong?"

   "Is there a Chinese menu?"

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

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

   "Isn't it right, this is a Chinese restaurant." Natalie muttered.

   "Yes, miss."

   "This owner is really weird."

   "Maybe it's an American-run Chinese restaurant." Li Han said with a smile.

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

  Li Han smiled at the awkward waiter next to him. "Okay, give me steamed buns, a big portion of porridge, and these snacks."

   "Okay, sir."

   "This shop has not received many Chinese people."

   "San Antonio is no better than a city on the western coast, and there are not many Chinese."

   It tastes pretty good here early, but the boss, Li Han, after listening to it, it's a bit off-putting.

Having said that, this shop also has a history of nearly 50 years. It has been passed down to this generation and is already the third generation. The owner of this generation is a pure American. Don't look at yellow skin, black eyes and black hair, in fact, he is authentic and pure. American.

  I can’t speak Chinese or write Chinese, so today I deleted the Chinese restaurant recipes and changed them all to English.

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

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

   Looking back, a little girl stared at her. "Oh, what's wrong?"

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

   "Dad, this speaks ill of 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," cried the little girl. "Grandpa taught me."

   "This uncle just said that Dad destroyed Grandpa's shop." The little girl cried.

   "Alice." The man looked at Li Han with a bit of displeasure in his eyes.

   "Really, I heard it." Alice, the little girl, glared at Li Han.

   "Yes, sir, she's right."

  Li Han said with a smile. "However, I want to apologize for what I just said, don't get me wrong, I think that with such a daughter, perhaps, this store can continue to operate."

   After saying this, the man's face turned really bad.

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

   "Yes, your shop is very well decorated and has a Chinese flavor."

   "Chinese taste, God, when is this, I want to demolish those buildings and add some space." The man seemed to disagree with Li Han's words.

   "Dad, grandpa said that those decorations and Chinese food are the best match, and neither is indispensable." The girl whispered.

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

   "Your grandfather is right."

   Li Han said. “Chinese food is more about the environment.”

The    man pouted. "The world recognizes that Western food is more romantic."

"Ha ha."

  Li Han smiled. "Since you don't agree with Chinese food so much, why do you run a Chinese restaurant? Maybe it's not better to change it to a Western restaurant."

  The man didn't say a word, maybe, he really thought in his heart, this is a restaurant that has been passed down from generations, and it is not easy to change. "My father is from a western restaurant, and my grandfather asked my father to come back."

   When the little girl said, Li Han sighed. "You are not suitable for this restaurant."

   "You're right." An old man came over.

   "It's Dad's fault, you shouldn't have come back to 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, by removing some unnecessary decorations as you said, you can add some seats, but that kind of restaurant is still a Chinese restaurant."

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

   "Han, did you say that?" Natalie scratched her head, but didn't hear Li Han, said ah.

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

   "The old gentleman is right. Chinese restaurants represent our catering culture. If there is no cultural heritage, 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. "I want to go further, it's too difficult."

   "Sorry for saying so much."

  Li Han turned around and said to Jennifer. "Let's go."

   After walking for a long time, Jennifer and Natalie did not speak, except for a few little people, eating the sound of just buying ice cream.

   "Han, I didn't expect you to be really good at talking." Natalie said with a smile. "I know a lot."

   "However, I don't think it's good to integrate into American society. After all, living in the United States." Natalie muttered.

   "Jews never said that they would not integrate into American society, but they never gave up their national culture." Li Han said. "It's good to integrate, but you can give up your own national culture. It's not good. A Chinese who gives up his own culture may say that there is a difference between a yellow-skinned American and a white American. Perhaps, there is a difference in skin."

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

"Ha ha."

  Li Han said with a smile. "Do you think that a computer doctor who can speak Chinese and Chinese characters, and a computer doctor who can't speak Chinese or Chinese characters, who are also Chinese, apply for the same company, who is more competitive."

   "This, maybe it is Chinese and Chinese characters. After all, China's technology development is very good now. If this company enters China, such people are more suitable." Natalie did not speak, but Arta said.

"yes."

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

   Natalie pouted at Alta. "Han, you really have the air of an orator."

   "Hahaha, not really."

  Li Han smiled. "I see such a good store, I'm going to be messed around with, and I'm a little uncomfortable. It's a little uncomfortable. Let's go, go to the market, and find out what kind of barbecue the residents in San Antonio like."

   "Hehe, I know, how to inquire." Natalie said with a smile.

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

   "Of course, look at the map, there are more than a dozen barbecue restaurants on it, we'll know if we try each one." Natalie said proudly.

   "Hey, this is a good way, just in time, let's go."

  The barbecue starts at noon, try it in the afternoon, Li Han will have one morning, and he can turn around. Came to the parking lot, drove, followed the map, went all the way, got down, and tasted the barbecue from nearly ten barbecue restaurants. Li Han felt somewhat confident.

   "Han, how is it, doesn't it taste good?" Natalie said proudly. "This is a well-received kebab restaurant."

   "It tastes a little sweeter."

  Li Han said lightly. "It seems San Antonio residents have a sweet tooth."

   "It seems that fruit barbecue is more popular."

"Han, I think the taste is similar?" Natalie murmured, just eating this barbecue restaurant. It is said that Bush Jr. came 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 ate it with a mouthful of meat, and the corners of her mouth were oily.

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

   Dudu villain, nodding his head, quite agreeing with his father's point of view.

   "Have you really eaten it?" Natalie muttered, she once said she wanted to be a gourmet, but it seemed hopeless.

   "Hehe, I've eaten a lot of barbecue, so I can taste some."

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

   "What, the Chinese boy from San Andreas Farm went to the San Antonio Market Barbecue Festival?"

   "Yes, sir, I just found out that I left early this morning." The assistant whispered, facing, this boss is not a good-natured, cowboy background, I heard that he has some connections with some local illegal organizations.

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

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

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

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

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

   "Boss, why are you so concerned about 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 there would actually be an oil field in the San Andreas farm, and the reserves are still considerable. With the caves, it may be able to sell for a good price."

   (end of this chapter)