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The hall welcomes people from all over the world and stirs up all kinds of flavors.

Come for the fragrance and leave with a full stomach.

Peter and Ned were dragged by Barbara to a busy Chinese restaurant. From a distance, they saw the exaggeratedly long line outside the Hall of All Peoples.

These are the diners waiting outside.

Although there are reserved seats every day, Wanmin Hall focuses on food for the general public, so in addition to the daily reserved seats, there are also seats for ordinary diners to eat.

However, these seats are often hard to get, and many people line up at the store entrance before dawn.

Wanmintang's friendly prices and beyond-expectation dining experience make many people queue for hours to taste this unique cuisine.

Such a popular scene once gave rise to many scalpers, who specifically targeted diners who were unable to book a seat and were unwilling to wait in line. They would line up early and then sell the dining seats to them at high prices.

It was not until the owners of Wanmin Tang discovered this situation that they issued stern warnings and stopped the scalpers, thus preventing this bad situation from happening again.

\"This... this is too exaggerated! \"

Ned was stunned.

There were so many people at the entrance of Wanmin Hall that even the police had to come to maintain order.

Barbara seemed to have long been accustomed to the scene before her. She pulled Peter and Ned towards the door.

"Hey! Hey! Wait a minute!"

But before they got close, they were stopped.

A gentle man wearing a black suit, glasses, and with his hair combed back, stood in front of the group and blocked their way.

"How can you kids be so rude? Didn't you see we have to line up? You squeezed in through the door the moment you got here. You have no manners at all."

The gentleman's voice was very soft, but his tone was unquestionable and sounded very strong, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with them.

"You misunderstood. We are not trying to cut in line."

"Of course not, I saw it with both my eyes, look everyone, these little guys are trying to cut in line!"

The noise outside the door attracted the attention of the waiter of Wanmin Hall, and a strong black man with a white towel on his shoulders and a mask hanging from his ears ran out.

"Eh? It's Miss Barbara!"

The guy recognized Barbara's identity at a glance.

"Rice, I'm bringing a friend over for dinner."

Barbara greeted the black man with a smile. This guy named Rice was a real New Yorker. His real name was Flynn Wake.

He was one of the first diners to dine at Wanmin Hall when it first opened. Unexpectedly, he tried it on a whim that day and became deeply fascinated by this delicious delicacy.

"Yes, yes, it tastes delicious."

"In their American language, it's called very good!"

After eating the food at Wanmin Hall, Flynn no longer liked the food at other restaurants.

This state of mind where everything he ate seemed to be off by a few points, and he lost his appetite every time he savored the food, made him wonder if the ingredients or seasonings of Wanmintang were mixed with some herbs that affected the taste.

This caused a big misunderstanding for him.

Although this herbal remedy has become a common recreational activity in the United States, adulteration of such herbs is not permitted for safety reasons.

Flynn, who thought he had found the crux of the problem, reported the matter to the relevant authorities, but he did not expect that the final result was not what he imagined.

His enthusiasm for Wanmintang's food is simply an ultimate foodie's obsession with delicious food.

Wanmin Tang doesn't put any bad seasonings in its dishes.

Flynn made a huge fool of himself.

During that event, Flynn was deeply impressed by the cooking skills of the chef at Wanmintang and developed a strong interest in learning Chinese cuisine.

In order to better enjoy the food and learn the chef's cooking skills, he volunteered to be a waiter and waiter at Wanmin Hall.

He doesn’t want any salary, he just wants to be able to have three meals a day at Wanmin Hall.

At that time, Wanmin Hall had just opened and was not yet well-known. It just so happened that there was free labor available, so they simply agreed to his request.

In order to fit in with the environment, Flynn deliberately chose a Chinese name that was very Wanmintang-style. Because he particularly liked eating Wanmintang's rice, he simply asked everyone to call him "Da Mi".

Barbara often came to Wanmin Hall for dinner for a while, so she became familiar with Da Mi.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Seeing that other guests were attracted, Da Mi quickly explained:

"Ms. Barbara is a friend of our chef. She came to Wanmin Hall specifically to taste the dishes. Please don't get me wrong."

When everyone heard this, they realized that these children were actually the store's own people. The gentleman also apologized to Barbara and the others, and no one mentioned what had happened again.

Barbara thanked Rice, and she, Peter and Ned followed Rice to the store.

The decoration inside the store is very warm and antique. Although it is not large, it is full of customers.

On the left side of the entrance, there is a long counter used as a checkout and ordering counter. In the center of the room is a glass tank filled with all kinds of live seafood, which can not only be viewed but also allow diners to personally select the ingredients, killing two birds with one stone.

The rest of the space was filled with dining seats, and everyone was enjoying their meal.

Barbara looked at Dami and asked: "Hey, your boss is not here today?"

"Yes, due to some special reasons, the store is running out of fish, so the two bosses went out to restock. Only the chef and the young lady are here today."

"Eh?"

Barbara was quite surprised. The two of them had only gone out together a few times. What could have made them go shopping together?

"Are they all out?"

Da Mi smiled sheepishly and told Barbara what happened:

"It was the young lady who caused the trouble. She fried all the black-backed sea bass that the chef kept in the pond for boiled fish. As a result, the signature dish had to be taken off the shelves due to lack of ingredients, which caused dissatisfaction among many diners. So the bosses punished her to stay in the house today and not go out."

"Ah...that's it."

Barbara nodded as if she understood something, and then said to the black man:

"Da Mi, could you please tell Xiang Ling that I'm bringing some friends here to try the food today? It's their first time at Wan Min Tang and they've never had the food here before, so could you ask her to serve them a few signature dishes to satisfy their appetite?"

"Oh, no problem. The chef will be very happy to see you. I'll go find her right away. Miss Barbara, please wait a moment."

Da Mi arranged several people into the private room on the second floor and hurried to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xiangling was sitting by the stove frying green peppers. A rich aroma wafted from the air, making people's appetites grow.

"Chef..."

As soon as Da Mi shouted, Xiang Ling turned around and said, "What's wrong, Da Mi?"

\"Miss Barbara is here, and she brought two friends with her, saying they want to try your food.\"

Xiangling was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily:

"That's great. I just had some inspiration these days and was in need of people to taste my new dishes. They came at the perfect time."

.....

Peter and Ned studied the decoration of the box curiously, and then they understood what Barbara meant by the free meal.

"So Barbara, you know the chef here. No wonder the owner thanked us when you said we were eating for free."

Ned said with some envy: "Then you will have many opportunities to eat delicious food."

"Uh-huh."

Barbara nodded and said, "Xiangling is a very good cook. However, since she is not a local, her understanding of local ingredients was somewhat different during the first few days she came here, and she often made some refreshing dishes. So when Wanmintang first opened, I often came here to try the dishes."

"She must be a great cook, so we're in for a treat this time. Thank you, Barbara." Peter said with genuine gratitude.

\"You're welcome. I just want to eat something delicious."\"

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside.

\"Come in!\"

With a creak, the door opened.

Peter looked up and saw no one, so he lowered his head and looked down again.

A slightly larger bear came in cautiously. Its round head, furry ears, white belly, and eyes full of wisdom immediately captured Peter's heart.

"Ah! So cute!!!"

When the little bear heard what Peter said, his round eyes curved into crescents:

“La la la~?”

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready!"

The girl's voice sounded outside the door: "Hey, Guoba, you are here, come in quickly, I want to serve the food."