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Chapter 493 Thanksgiving Dinner

The call was Thomas, who was sent by Han Xuan to manage the printing factory with Heinrich.

It seems that life is pretty good, and I have the energy to speak, no longer as timid as before, I have power in my hands, and I have a little confidence without realizing it.

"Boss! I'm now at the entrance of a bookstore near Times Square in New York!

Your novel is crazy! The queue is lined up to the corner of the street, two hundred meters long!

From the time of six o'clock to now, there are still people rushing over, and not only are there many people queuing up, but it's longer!"

"Isn't this normal? They buy it because they like Harry Potter.

How did they have to wait until they finished reading the book? How many volumes have been printed in this Pirate Legend: Blaze Continent?"

"1 million! It's all ordered by the bookstore and is being rushed to print to the convenience store of Sos Group.

The situation was beyond our expectations. There were not enough staff. Foreign publishing companies have sent people to follow me. I will tell you the numbers of those publishers later!" Thomas has a lot of people and is a little noisy, so he speaks loudly.

"The first version is printed so much?" Han Xuan asked in surprise, "You really have confidence in me. Let me tell you when the situation ends tomorrow.

Let's do this first, dinner is about to begin, and you and Heinrich will be awarded bonuses at the end of the year.

And, happy Thanksgiving.”

"Well, too, happy Thanksgiving." I don't know if it was because of the bonus or Han Xuan's last blessing, Thomas's voice changed instantly.

Becoming low and more humane, the slippery guy I met at the Pebble Beach Auto Show half a year ago seems to be developing in a better place

Hang up the phone, put your phone on the coffee table, plug it in and charge it.

Squat down and touched the panda's face. It turned over in its sleep, with big words facing the sky and scratching its belly. Han Xuan smiled and walked around the sleeping little barrie and gently walked towards the restaurant.

Through the glass window, you can see the bodyguards like Jason and Irving outside, roasting turkeys to celebrate Thanksgiving.

There are also simple sweet potatoes, corn, pumpkin pie, salads, bread and various vegetables and fruits, etc. These things are traditional foods for Thanksgiving.

While bodyguards are paying high wages, they also mean that they have lost something, such as free rest time and legal holidays, which are mostly open all year round.

Many of them are not married, and they may have to wait until they can't get into the bodyguard industry before they can truly settle down and find a suitable person to live.

The private jets, mansions, and respect they own today, which they could bring to them professionally, were rarely thought of resigning.

Even if there is, it is still strangled by a dream at night or a trip with your employer.

The sailors, cowboys and horse trainers all had holidays today, and the soldiers stationed at the Ganbao Marine Ranch could not go back and could only gather together to spend Thanksgiving.

Han Qianshan helped them prepare sufficient food ingredients, as well as a whole head of Limuzan beef, which can be seen from a distance from the bonfire.

A simple party was held outside, and the formal dinner in the villa also began.

1982 was a good year for France to produce high-quality grapes. The wines it affected were not only Lafite, but also the bottle of Pertus on the table.

Boruss is one of the four high-quality wine producing regions in the Bordeaux region of France, Pomero.

Before drinking red wine, you should sober up and let the red wine come into contact with the air to make the taste and taste come into play.

For ordinary Pomero wine, you can only wake up for more than ten or twenty minutes, but this bottle of 1982 aged Botus is the best wine in the past ten years of the top winery in the Pomero region, and you have to wake up for at least two or three hours.

I woke up since the evening, and it tasted just right now.

In the United States, everything related to eating is highly valued.

Because it has two types of aesthetics, the most appreciated aesthetics to enjoy food and talk.

Light dozens of candles and turn off the lights in the restaurant. The fire was bright and the air was filled with the pleasant smell of lavender-scented candles.

Butler Elner folded the white napkin, placed it flat on his hands, then picked up the opened wine bottle, and placed the napkin under the mouth of the bottle.

Every time I poured a glass of wine, I wiped the remaining red wine at the bottle, and no drop of it leaked out.

The nannies placed the plate in front of each other, and there was only a little bit of caviar produced near the Caspian Sea in Russia. They used 18 kilograms of sturgeon and the golden roe was plump and round. It was the best appetizer in Western food.

Han Xuan dug some with a spoon and put them in his mouth. He first spread the roe on his tongue and slowly crushed the caviar one by one with the tip of his tongue, which tasted fishy and salty.

He often eats this and has adapted to the unique taste of caviar, which is like durian, and can be addictive.

Seeing that the red wine had no portion of it, he blinked his eyes and said loudly to Harris: "Do you want to try this kind of wine too?

But you are not yet aged, what should I do?"

Harris finished the caviar in one bite, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and he didn't taste it at all. He was stunned when he heard this, put down the spoon, turned his head and said, "What? Are you talking to me?"

Guo Muzhou raised his head, how could he not know Han Xuan’s little thoughts?

Western wealthy families will teach aristocratic etiquette to their children early on, and wine tasting is one of them.

It’s no big deal for children to drink. Everyone knows that this law is only in public and binding on minors. They smiled and said, “Today’s holiday, please drink less if you want to?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xuanqu flicked the cup with his fingers. The transparent crystal cup had a nice sound. It took a few seconds to stop.

Butler Elner came over with a smile and poured him a little bit. Seeing Han Xuan's threatening gaze, he poured out some more.

The other children also asked for some. Olivia had the first time drinking red wine, and she felt that the taste was not as good as she thought. She quickly ate caviar and suppressed the rich smell of the red wine.

The second dish was ginseng black chicken soup stewed by chef Guo Tao in the yard in the afternoon.

Han Xuan specifically asked to change the four types of cream soup, clear soup, vegetable soup and cold soup in Western food, and none of them suit their taste.

After tasting the chicken soup, I looked at Ramirez and the others, and it seemed that I changed it to the chicken soup in Chinese food, and the effect was pretty good.

After drinking it slowly, the nannies brought side dishes and frying halibut after more than ten minutes.

Han Qianshan suddenly felt spirited.

Today's chef Queroy Beckeller will be the chef of his restaurant in the future and ask him to make Thanksgiving dinner, which also means taking the school exam.

The halibut has thick meat and delicious taste, and is one of the commonly used ingredients for side dishes.

It’s easy to make a dish, but it’s not easy to be good.

When Han Xuan saw this dish, he understood that the chef had to put in real effort, otherwise a piece of bread would be able to fool the side dishes (to be continued.)
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