When he left the BMW car shop, when he walked back, he passed by the luxury car shop. Perhaps the salesman John was a little embarrassed. After seeing Qiu Fengyu and his group, he actually hid in the car shop and stopped appearing. ∮Davis passed by their store, and gave a thumbs up inside with a proud look, and then suddenly went down.

"I'm going to humiliate him to death!" Davis looked at Sandra with a smug look on his face, "This is the charm of money. Learn a little bit, man. Don't let these bastards humiliate you in the future."

"Let's talk about it when the boss gives me a raise, so that I can afford the cheapest BMW!" Sandra said in a little frustrated, then looked at Qiu Fengyu with his eyes slanted. Qiu Fengyu's face was expressionless. Well, this was a misconception. Sandra hummed, but still didn't say anything.

A few people had a not-certain authentic Chinese food at a Chinese restaurant. During the meal, Ryoko Yonekura curled her lips and wrote a very dissatisfied expression on her face. Davis and Sandra also shook their heads and sighed. These guys were so attracted by Qiu Fengyu that they had a bad appetite, so they were naturally not interested in these not-certain authentic Chinese food.

Among them, Qiu Fengyu is only a little more normal. He slowly sucks the dishes, eats them bite by bit, and chews them slowly, as if he is savoring a very good delicacy, and is very calm.

Perhaps I felt the unhappy look of these people. A middle-aged Chinese man in Tang suit walked over from the lobby, looked at Qiu Fengyu, and finally got closer, saying, "I'm sorry, can you bother you?" As he said that, he looked at Ryoko Yonekura sincerely.

Obviously, this person had long attracted the attention of Ryoko Yonekura. Seeing him coming, he was not at all concerned. He looked up lightly and before he could speak, Davis said dissatisfiedly: "Are you the boss here? How can you use such a dish to pretend to be Chinese food?"

"This is our improved Chinese cuisine, to better adapt to the American market." The middle-aged man smiled at Qiu Fengyu, "As soon as I saw you come in, I knew that I might have met an expert. As for your way of tasting dishes, I saw my master doing this when I was in China."

Since he was talking to himself, Qiu Fengyu simply put down his chopsticks and smiled: "We are not here to smash the venue, I guess you can see that too. We will leave immediately after eating."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Qiu Fengyu and said, "I am very happy if you understand. In fact... if you don't make improvements, it will be difficult for Chinese food to survive in the United States. After all, the region is different, and the taste will change accordingly... We will free this table of food, which is a little compensation for you."

"Thank you then!" Qiu Fengyu also smiled and nodded, asking Davis and Sandra, "Are you full?"

"Eat it!" Sandra nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" Qiu Fengyu didn't say anything nonsense, stood up, nodded to the middle-aged man, and left generously. Since he wanted to get free, he would certainly not make any polite actions. After all, he came here to eat Chinese food, not Chinese food like this.

After leaving the Chinese restaurant, Davis shook his head and sighed, "I really don't understand why authentic Chinese food must be changed in the United States? Isn't it better to keep its original flavor? Just like the ramen and dumplings in the head, the flavor... is really unforgettable. Look at the people of Abilene, no one doesn't like it."

Qiu Fengyu laughed: "Actually... he said it well. Because their first element is survival. Making authentic Chinese cuisine is different from making noodles and dumplings. Noodles and dumplings are more in line with the tastes of Westerners, but Chinese cuisine is different. Do you know how many dishes there are in China? From the perspective of region, there are eight major dishes. And there are many small dishes... How many of these are suitable for American tastes? Even KFC and McDonald's have to try their best to adapt to the tastes and eating habits of Chinese people. Isn't it natural for Chinese cuisine to make some changes after coming to the United States?"

"Okay, you're right, boss, I'm sorry..." Sandra said sorry to Qiu Fengyu first.

"Sorry? No, no, you don't need to say sorry. Actually, there is no need to say that. Because it was you who was talking about it just now, but Davis. The one who should be sorry... it should be him, not you!" Qiu Fengyu shook his head, "You... are so honest."

"Boss, I should really apologize. This is my misunderstanding." Davis also said quickly, "Well, I really don't seem very calm when facing this matter. Because... with your dumplings and ramen as a comparison, I think the Chinese food I eat today can only be described as ****."

"You are apology?" Qiu Fengyu laughed. He didn't have any intention of pursuing it. Haha, he revealed the matter. This was just an episode, but it also reflected that Los Angeles people's tastes are indeed very picky about those outsiders. This made Qiu Fengyu have a more cautious attitude when he came to Los Angeles to open a noodle restaurant.

"Are you planning to open a restaurant in Los Angeles?" Yonekura Ryoko sat in the passenger seat and suddenly asked Qiu Fengyu, but after looking at Qiu Fengyu's calm expression, she sighed and said, "Maybe you never thought about opening a restaurant in Los Angeles, right?"

"I thought about it, but now I think I should be more cautious." Qiu Fengyu laughed. "If I were to make a change in order to open a restaurant in Los Angeles, I think... it would be difficult for me to do this. Not every American is as tolerant as a small town like Abilene."

Yonekura Ryoko stopped talking. Even Davis and Sandra behind him stopped talking. So the group was silent in the car, maintaining a strange atmosphere.

At night, Ryoko Yoshikura was still in the roadside hotel with Qiu Fengyu in the spring breeze. But after the passion, Ryoko Yoshikura suddenly asked this question again.

"I know I shouldn't ask that, but do you really just want to stay in Abilene?"

Qiu Fengyu patted her buttocks and smiled, "I have never forgotten my original intention. What is I here for? If Abilene makes my heart calm and lets me live a peaceful life, I will stay in Abilene. If Los Angeles can do this, I will also appear in Los Angeles. This is something related to the state of mind, not the place. Is it really important where to stay?"

"I don't understand very much!" Yonekura Ryoko shook her head and bit her lips, "Anyway, I'm wherever you are. Because I don't have to worry about passing the boring days. I'm very satisfied with my life, my current life. I have something to do, friends to get along well, and I can also occasionally have handsome guys..."

With a "puff--" sound, Qiu Fengyu almost choked to death by saliva.

Why does this woman have such a weird idea now? She really saw a ghost, but it actually coincided with her own thoughts. This woman just regarded her as a love between her and her? She was still a little worried about whether she was really involved in her feelings. Now it seems that she should be thinking too much, and she is not loved by everyone, but flowers bloom when they see flowers bloom.

"Okay, I agree with your idea... Maybe we're thinking the same thing." Qiu Fengyu stretched out his fist and pointed at Ryoko Yonekura, "No one hit?"

Yonekura Ryoko stretched out her fist with some contempt and hit Qiu Fengyu. Then she shook her head and said, "Don't think that only men think so, at least that's what I think. Of course... I haven't found a more suitable man to replace it now, so you are my only target for the time being. Are you happy?"

Qiu Fengyu was speechless. But it was okay, since they didn’t have to be responsible for each other anyway.

The next day, he continued to go to his house, and Ryoko Yoshikura didn't say anything to Qiu Fengyu anymore. However, after returning home, Tim couldn't wait to ask Qiu Fengyu: "What car did you buy? When can you deliver it here? God... I can't wait, as if I bought a car by myself."

"Station wagon, BMW!" Qiu Fengyu said lightly, "I said that after you get your driver's license, I will buy you one and use your own money. But now... I will help you with the custodian of that money, and I will be your guardian. Don't ask so much, get your driver's license!"

Tim sat on the sofa watching TV with dejected expression. Now he is not only practicing boxing and shooting, but he is just staying at home to watch TV. Qiu Fengyu's words are indeed a little irritating, but it is useless. He can't get a driver's license. He will have to wait a few months before he is sixteen years old.

During dinner, Davis came over to have dinner with Qiu Fengyu on the excuse of talking about the car. When he and Tim were sitting in the living room watching TV while waiting for Qiu Fengyu to make dinner, Yonekura Ryoko also appeared at the door. As soon as she entered the door, she went into the kitchen and said to Qiu Fengyu: "I think we should talk to you about cars... Are you making dinner? It's so good, I didn't happen to eat it. Do you know that the food was so bad along the way. Didn't you feel that I lost a lot last night? Here... it's all... here..."

Yonekura Ryoko also said, touching her buttocks and her water snake-like waist. This woman really knows how to use her natural weapons.

"You haven't seen Davis? He has used this trick. So... don't worry about your dinner. I'll prepare it. Go outside and wait. You're a little bit of a problem here unless... let's do it here?" Qiu Fengyu said this very explicitly, and immediately made Ryoko Yoshikura unable to stay away. She glared at Qiu Fengyu and sneaked into the living room.

However, the theme of dinner today was chosen by Davis, which was about whether Qiu Fengyu should open a restaurant in Los Angeles. This is an agreement that the table meeting needs to reach.
Chapter completed!