My old bacon is back!

Chapter 245 Five Hundred Miles
The five of them were discussing their plans for the next 20 days while eating their first bowl of noodles in England.

Cheng Cheng took out a small notebook and started recording.

Chef Lin said: "Since we are selling gourmet food, the dishes must not be too complicated. Otherwise, it will be difficult to handle in a dining car."

Host Meng said: "Brother Lin is right. I think we can do this. The locals here seem to like to eat fried food. It's our first day of business. Would you like to try fried chicken? Then Qi I don’t think we can lose the donburi that Yuan said, we can make two or three kinds of donburi, and let customers choose.”

Mao Changqing said: "Chef Qi Yuan and Chef Lin, come out and cook, I don't know how to cook, anyway, we will do whatever you say."

This cooperation of several seems to be quite similar.

While taking notes, Cheng Cheng said, "Shall we take a look at the ingredients in the supermarket here tomorrow, and then we'll make our menu, how about it?"

Qi Yuan said: "Cheng Zi is right, let's do it this way."

Because of the time difference of several hours, everyone is tired now, so they wash up and go to sleep.

The next day, after ten o'clock.

Only then did Qi Yuan get out of bed.

In the end, everyone was eating breakfast.

Cheng Cheng smiled and said, "Director Qi, you can't be so lazy tomorrow!"

Chef Lin said: "Qi Yuan is jet-lagged, right?"

Qi Yuan picked up a piece of bread, gnawed it and said, "I'm still a little dizzy, but it's not a big problem. We can go to our dining car today and step on it to have a look."

It was almost eleven o'clock, and everyone set off together.

The food truck location is just a few blocks down the corner.

From a distance, you can see the big "Hua Restaurant" logo on the dining car.

"Look, that's our dining car!" Cheng Cheng pointed at the dining car and said loudly.

Several people came over.

The dining car stands on a small square.

It's sunny today.

There are quite a lot of people in this square.

Everyone seemed very relaxed.

Some people gathered together to chat.

Someone is skateboarding.

Someone is taking pictures with a camera.

Someone is holding food and feeding stray cats.

In the southeast corner of the square, there was a black man playing an ancient musical instrument unknown to everyone.

A dozen people surrounded him, enjoying his music.

Qi Yuan and the others came to the dining car and studied it inside and out.

"Add a pot here to boil water."

"Hahaha, I think it's not bad to sell fried noodles here!"

"I just don't know if the locals are used to it!"

"Chef Lin's fried sauce is a must!"

"In this place, we need to put up a signboard to let customers know what our dishes are."

"For this place, I suggest putting our payment code."

"What code, there is no code in England."

"Ah, Cheng Zi is the only camper."

"no problem."

"How many tables do we have now?"

"Six."

"Six cards, it should be okay. I see the flow of people here. There should be a lot of people at night. We can just do business in the evening. Then use the time in the afternoon to prepare and prepare dishes. How about it?"

"Yes, I think Brother Lin's suggestion is good."

The locals resting in the square saw this food truck called "Hua Restaurant" a few days ago.

Today I saw the program team and came over together. A few fat women came over and asked curiously, "Are you filming a food program?"

Qi Yuan said: "Starting tomorrow, we will sell delicacies from China here."

The fat woman said happily: "Really, I live nearby, so I must eat your food tomorrow!"

"No problem, we will start business at 5 or 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and then you just need to come over."

Unexpectedly, I came to see the dining car, and even got a customer for tomorrow. Everyone was very happy.

After watching the environment near the dining car, several people walked into the local supermarket under the sun.

"Wow, why is this chicken so expensive!"

"This pork is also very expensive!"

"Our 2000 yuan is probably not enough!"

"Fortunately Brother Lin and Director Qi were prepared, otherwise we wouldn't be able to open the business on the first day."

Soon, Qi Yuan discovered something.

"There is flour here, I think we can make dumplings!"

Cheng Cheng's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "That's right, the dumplings are good!"

Chef Lin also nodded and said, "The dumplings are good, and the English people should be quite able to accept dumplings."

Then Chef Lin continued: "In this case, I think our menu can be finalized tomorrow."

The other four looked at Chef Lin.

Chef Lin said: "The first one must be dumplings. Let's make... um, 100 dumplings tomorrow, let's see how the business is doing first? So don't make too many dumplings on the first day. Then for the second one, just fry**."

Cheng Cheng couldn't help licking his lips, and said, "The sauce of Chef Lin's fried chicken is absolutely amazing, super delicious!"

"Wow, have you eaten it?" Chef Lin asked.

Cheng Cheng said: "Last year, Gu Siji and I made a reservation seven days in advance at the restaurant you went to Beijing to eat."

Chef Lin quickly explained: "Everyone, don't think that my restaurant business is very good. I only make reservations because I am not in the restaurant sometimes, such as recording shows now."

"For the third item, I think you can try Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl. And for the fourth item, it's our director Qi's specialty."

Cheng Cheng said, "Braised pork?"

Qi Yuan nodded: "That's right. I'll make a pot of braised pork tomorrow, and then I can just bring it over and sell it as a rice bowl, and there is no need for much processing."

Several people couldn't help nodding and licking their lips, obviously crying.

After spending more than 800 yuan in the supermarket, I bought a lot of ingredients, mainly chicken, pork, etc., and then a group of five returned home.

After putting down the dishes, Qi Yuan rushed directly into his room and took out a guitar.

Cheng Cheng took out a flute.

On the way back, Qi Yuan suddenly thought of the black performer he saw in the square of the restaurant just now.

So he thought, since he is idle now anyway, he can go out and try to see if he can make some money from music.

Cheng Cheng is also a singer, and the two hit it off immediately.

Then the two took their instruments and came to the square.

There are about 100 people in this small square at the moment.

Almost one-third of the people's attention was on that black buddy.

The brother is playing an instrument here, and has been for hours.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people who like his music, and sometimes someone pays and puts it in the box in front of him, so he has not left.

Cheng Cheng pursed his lips, put the knitted hat on his head on the ground, and sat with Qi Yuan under the shade of the tree.

Qi Yuan fiddled with the guitar, and then asked, "What shall we sing?"

Cheng Cheng said, "How about singing your "Someone Like Me"?"

Qi Yuan hummed, and then began to play the guitar.

The two looked at each other, and Cheng Cheng said, "For an excellent person like me, I should have lived a brilliant life, but why after more than 20 years, I'm still floating in the sea of ​​people."

A delicate face, singing a song with a bit of vicissitudes, this picture still feels a bit out of harmony.

But a few people have already been attracted.

A young couple stood six or seven meters away, quietly watching Cheng Cheng sing and Qi Yuan play the guitar.

A song has not been sung yet.

The program team brought over a stereo and microphone for sound amplification.

Cheng Cheng's clear voice continued to sing, echoing through the sound system in the square.

More and more people were attracted.

More than ten people have surrounded Qi Yuan and Cheng Cheng.

The song is over.

There were sparse applause.

Qi Yuan said through the microphone: "We are a program "Hua Restaurant" from Huaguo. Starting tomorrow, we will be here to bring you delicious Huaguo food. I hope you don't miss it."

Qi Yuan took a sip of water and continued: "Next, I will bring you my original song "we-are-the-champions"."

Among the audience, the couple immediately whispered to each other.

""We Are the Champions"? This is the song from the Huaguo World Cup! It's so good!"

"Damn! I remember that we lost to the Hua Guo team in the first game of the Hua Guo World Cup!"

"The boy in front of me is actually the original singer of "We Are the Champions"?"

While the couple were whispering, Qi Yuan had already started singing.

This English song was quickly welcomed by everyone.

More and more people gathered around.

Correspondingly, the number of black brothers was much smaller.

The brother finished playing a piece of music and looked at Qi Yuan Chengcheng.

These two guys actually have stereos?
This is simply disregarding Wude!
and many more.

we are the champion?
Why is this almost exactly the same sound as the song I've heard?

Original singer?

No, I have to go and have a look.

The black brother stopped doing his own work, and walked over with his musical instrument that many people had never seen before.

Wait until Qi Yuan finishes singing.

He went to the hat and put a few shillings in it.

Cheng Cheng had a smile on his face: "Someone really paid us!"

Qi Yuan said: "We still have to sing English songs. That way they will be familiar with it."

Cheng Cheng said: "Can I take this as your boasting? Do you want to say that your songs have spread far?"

Qi Yuan didn't speak, thought for a while, and then said: "Let me play another song for them."

Cheng Cheng tilted his head, glanced at Qi Yuan, and said, "New song?"

Qi Yuan nodded.

At this time, more than 30 people had gathered around.

Many people also raised their mobile phones, taking pictures of Qi Yuan and Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng thought about it, and quickly went to the program team to get a piece of paper, wrote on it the news that Hua Restaurant would open here tomorrow, and put it next to the hat.

Then, Qi Yuan's guitar sounded.

He said lightly, "I'm giving you a new song. I hope you like it. This song is called "Five Hundred Miles."

five hundred miles?

After listening to Qi Yuan singing "We Are the Champions" just now, the couple quickly searched the Internet and found that Qi Yuan was indeed the big star from Huaguo.

The two of them were quite excited, they kept holding up their mobile phones, taking pictures of Qi Yuan and Cheng Cheng.

And the fact that Qi Yuan was a very good singer in Hua Country quickly spread among the surrounding crowd.

"These two seem to be big stars in Huaguo?"

"I don't know each other, but both of them are very good-looking."

"The song "We Are the Champions" just now is very good!"

"Don't tell me, I often hear this song in the Premier League! I always thought this song was our British song. Only now do I know that it was written by a singer from Huaguo?"

"The song We Are the Champions is really well written. I don't know how about the song "Five Hundred Miles" he talked about?"

"This person should be quite talented. What's his name?"

"Yuan Qi is a big star in Huaguo."

"Well, I have to pay attention to him when I come down."

While everyone was discussing, Qi Yuan began to sing.

If-you-miss-the-train-I''m-on
You-will-know-that-I-am-gone
You-can-hear-the-whistle-blow-a-hundred-miles
"Wow! Wow!"

"oh my god!"

"It sounds great! It sounds great!"

"This melody is also amazing! It is indeed a powerful singer from Huaguo!"

"Super nice!"

"This voice is amazing!"

"Who wrote this song?"

"Didn't he say that he wrote this song?"

"Wow wow wow! Awesome!"

"Record a video!"

"Recorded, recorded!"

"This Huaguo is so strong! The lyrics and melody are very simple, but why do I sound like I want to cry so much?"

Cheng Cheng sat beside Qi Yuan, staring blankly at Qi Yuan.

One by one, simple but beautiful notes jumped out of Qi Yuan's mouth.

Accompanied by simple guitar chords, this song makes people feel a little sad in their hearts.

Cheng Cheng, who has just arrived in England, feels homesick.

Great, this song!
This is what Cheng Cheng feels in his heart at the moment.

And this feeling is not only shared by Cheng Cheng, but also by everyone around him at the moment.

The PD sitting not far away saw this scene, and said to his colleagues: "Hurry up, take a big panorama, and record the expressions of these foreigners now!"

PD's eyes are shining.

Now this is a famous scene.

Dozens of crooked nuts watched Qi Yuan sing quietly, with a very moved look on their faces.

In his mind, there are pictures of the later stage at this moment.

A slightly warm filter, coupled with Qi Yuan's singing voice, and then the empty mirror of the square and the expressions of the audience emerged one by one.

This picture is simply too beautiful.

"Hurry up, hurry up, shoot that black brother, shit, he actually cried!!"

That's right.

Qi Yuan's song actually made that black brother cry.

While wiping his tears, he put all the money he earned today into Cheng Cheng's hat.

All around, more and more onlookers took out their own money and put it in their hats.

Soon, Cheng Cheng's little hat was full.

Qi Yuan's song is so nice.

The song is over.

There was thunderous applause immediately.

(End of this chapter)