The photographer persuaded Ji Xinyao, "Sister Xinyao, why don't we come back tomorrow? It's already too late."
Ji Xinyao flipped through the addresses of famous Nyonya dishes that she had memorized and discussed, "There is one last restaurant left. Let's finish the photo shoot today. If we can't find it, we can re-plan what to do next. Please."
Although the photographer was a little reluctant, he could only cooperate with the artist.
"Okay, Sister Xinyao, have you worked hard?"
The two of them came to the last Nyonya restaurant. It was not as prosperous as the previous ones. It was in an inconspicuous alley. Even the front door was old and had not been changed in I don’t know how many years.
"Hello, is there anyone there?" Ji Xinyao tentatively walked in.
At this time, an old lady slowly walked out of the back room.
"Are you having a guest? The menu is on the wall. What do you want to eat?"
Ji Xinyao looked around and saw that there was only the old lady here and no one else.
"Is this still open for business?" Ji Xinyao was afraid of disturbing the old man's rest.
"It's open for business. My wife is here. As long as I'm here, the store will be open."
The old lady's voice was strong, and Ji Xinyao couldn't help but sigh. The old lady was so energetic that she could work to such an age.
"Old man, it's like this. We are from a TV station and we are recording a program called "Wandering Kitchen". I heard that the Peranakan food you cook is very authentic. Can I learn from you?"
"I'm not here to eat." The old lady waved her hand, "This is not for outsiders."
This is what Ji Xinyao heard many times today.
"Sister Xinyao, it seems there is no hope. Let's go." the photographer urged.
But this is the last chance, and Ji Xinyao doesn't want to give it up in vain.
Besides, this place seems to be a private restaurant, and the old lady is alone. Maybe she can find a way to persuade her to let go.
"Old man, do you live alone?" Ji Xinyao asked again.
"Yeah, I'm used to it."
"Then if you need help with anything, such as moving things, or if something is broken and needs to be repaired, I can do it. I will help you with things, and you can teach me whether a Nyonya dish is good or not. One dish is enough."
"I don't need it. If I want to do anything, I can call a professional to help me. Don't underestimate the elderly who live alone."
Ji Xinyao pursed her lips helplessly and leaned forward again, "Is there really nothing I can do to help? I can do anything."
"I told you not to go out without eating!"
Seeing that she was about to be driven away, she immediately changed her words and said, "Then let's eat. Xiaolin, you are hungry too. Let's sit down and eat. What do you want to eat?"
Xiao Lin was the cameraman. He sat down hesitantly and asked Ji Xinyao, "Are we turning into mukbang?"
"Isn't mukbang good for you? If you really can't learn it and rely on tasting, you might have a chance to learn it five or six points. I can't find out how to do it everywhere, so I can only pray that my tongue will be better."
"Sister Xinyao, you have such a good attitude."
The two of them ordered the food, and the old lady went to work in the kitchen and waited for more than ten minutes for the food to be served.
The two of them took a bite, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh my god, this is so delicious." Ji Xinyao sighed.
Xiao Lin nodded, "So this is an authentic Nyonya dish, Sister Xinyao, luckily we stayed here, it's so delicious."
Ji Xinyao looked at this dilapidated restaurant again. A woman without some skills would not be able to maintain such a shop for so long.
"Old man, the food you cook is so delicious. Are you the only one who takes care of this store? Don't your children help you?"
The old lady shook her head, "Hey, where did my children come from?"
Ji Xinyao was a little shocked, but she thought that because of the old lady's age, she definitely didn't have children due to reasons like Dink. Maybe she was given to a black-haired person by a white-haired person, so she said, "I'm sorry."
"It's all my own choice. I think I'm living a pretty good life now." The old lady smiled heartily.
A string of compliments also floated on the barrage.
【What an optimistic old lady.】
【Appreciate her attitude towards life.】
[I really want to show it to my mother so that she can stop urging me to get married.]
Ji Xinyao looked at the old lady's eyes and always felt that she was a person with a story.
But she thought it was most likely a sad story, so she didn’t ask any more questions. She just interacted with the audience and introduced this Nyonya dish.
After eating, she tried again, "Old man, I really want to learn how to make Nyonya food from you. In this way, I promise you that I will never pass it on to others, and I will definitely only make it this time on our show."
, do you think it’s okay to never make it again and keep the secret of your recipe?”
A regretful voice drifted across the barrage.
[I really want to eat this dish too. Xinyao is full of praises. It must be delicious. 】
[What a pity, I can’t go out of the country and eat]
[The old man is so old, will this dish be lost in the future? 】
"I won't teach you. Who knows whether what you say is true or false."
Ji Xinyao sighed, she couldn't prove it in such a short time.
"All right."
Ji Xinyao had no choice but to pay and planned to leave.
"By the way, old man. I have already introduced that we are from a TV station, so we just took some footage of the store and will use it in the program. Do you mind?"
In fact, they always come with cameras. If the other party is disgusted, they will stop filming. Usually after recording, they will ask whether the other party will not use it or code it if they mind.
"Which TV station? Lion City TV Station?"
"No, we are China's Xijing TV station."
The old man was stunned, "Is it from abroad?"
"right."
"Can your TV station find someone?" the old lady asked coldly.
"This... other programs seem to be able to..."
Xijing TV indeed has a missing person program, which has touched countless viewers.
"His name is Robert K. Cromwell, and he is my husband..." the old lady said excitedly.
"What you said doesn't sound like a Chinese name..."
"As long as you help me find him, I can teach you Nyonya cooking."
Ji Xinyao was deeply moved.
The old man who just had no money to make money made the greatest concessions and compromises in order to find someone.
Ji Xinyao waved to Xiao Lin to come back.
"Old man, let's sit down and talk. Can you tell me about you and your husband first?"
The old lady quickly said, "My name is Liu Yuexiang. I was born in 1953. My husband's name is Robert K. Cromwell. He is an American, but he does business in China..."
That's why she hopes that China's TV stations can help her.