Food Bureau

This day was fragmented, and in the afternoon we were sleepy collectively, because it was already evening in China. Everyone relied on coffee to renew their lives, and insisted on visiting the main hotel that had been built. This hotel, we are in R City When I saw all kinds of 2D and 3D pictures around it, I felt sick, but now I saw the deity, and it was very pleasing to the eye, without the gap between the seller's show and the buyer's show.

But it lasted through the afternoon, and at night it was another scene.The Nordic breakfast is rich, but the dinner is very boring. Everyone discussed that they didn't want to have dinner in the hotel, and wanted to try a small restaurant outside.

"It's better to have food stalls!" someone yelled, which made everyone laugh.

It's a pity that Freja went home after the mission, otherwise I really want to ask her.

"It seems that there really is a food street," Jingyi said, "I asked Freja's when I was eating at noon, and it's only a few minutes away from Fjordbyen along the seaside."

"Really??" Everyone cheered up when they heard this.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you go and have a look," the former female colleague from Pei Sihan's department said, "Even if you can't find a snack street, you can always find a small restaurant."

I looked around, everyone was there, only Shang Wan and Pei Shihan were missing. They went to the room after returning from a day trip, and we were left chattering here, although they did not leave at the same time, although I I also know that the boss and the employees still have to keep a distance, otherwise no one will be able to enjoy themselves, but firstly, the absence of Shang Wan is boring, and secondly, their absence at the same time is uncomfortable.

But respect is worse than obedience, and I was also curious about the taste of this Danish food stall, so I followed everyone, five or six Chinese "mighty", which is quite conspicuous in this small Nordic town, attracting the attention of locals everywhere.

It’s getting dark now, the streets of the town are so clean that it’s unreal, under the street lamps, it’s like a fairy tale world made of building blocks, and we, like little people in fairy tales, come here to “come here for a visit” ".

The sea here lacks the salty and humid atmosphere, and does not have the hot style of the southern coastal areas. The faint sea and the cold air are very similar to the human feelings here, but the locals say that "slow heat" is their temper, and it is not easy for them He quickly becomes hot with strangers, but once he recognizes you, he will take you seriously.

As we were walking, smoke and smoke suddenly floated in the air, which became more and more intense. At this moment, I almost wanted to read aloud: Zi once said that eating is the most sacred and inviolable hobby of human beings!

The last time I did this, I was still playing tricks on Shang Wan.

Sure enough, as soon as they smelled the aroma of food, everyone stopped lamenting that the streets were tidy and did not sing praises of exoticism. Their eyes lit up and they glanced in the direction of the smoke...

There are first ten food stalls lined up on a narrow street, heh!Isn't this the food stall in Denmark!Seeing the food is already kind, and it’s still a food stall. It’s like kissing and kissing. I took advantage of everyone’s rush to the "organization", took two photos with my mobile phone, and calculated it. Send it to Shang Wan together, making her feel itchy and embarrassed to come over, it's so bad!

What are the food stalls here? The black lobster just caught in the sea is baked with butter and parsley, or cooked with onions and black pepper. If you don’t like seafood, there are also duck burgers, which are solid. Yes, it's bigger than the palm of your hand. The duck meat is roasted and shredded, stuffed into burgers, and topped with sauce.

Fresh is fresh, exotic is exotic, without the dirty barbecue grill and the smelly gutter oil, how can the food be bland and tasteless, without the soul of food stalls.

I go to see everyone's faces, isn't it? There is no sense of satisfaction in masturbation, and the smile lacks soul.

But it didn't affect my trickery, I took a quick photo of the food that looked good, and sent it to Shang Wan together with the food stall just now, PS: Is it much more delicious than the one in the hotel?

After a few minutes, she replied to me, and also sent me a photo. It was a beautifully presented dish. After a closer look, it was fried fish. P.S.: It should be, I am also outside.

There's also a damn smiley face on the back.

I zoomed in and zoomed out the photo, not missing any corners, and saw a wine glass next to the plate, only half of which was shown in the photo, which should be filled with white wine, and then analyzed the reflection on it, which was blurred , is there anyone on the other side of the plate?Is there anyone else's plate?Someone else's cup?Can't see it.

I am also angry.

I said I was tired and wanted to go back to my room to rest. I must have gone out to have dinner with that Pei Sihan. I thought about it for a long time, but there was no one else except Pei Sihan.

"Cecilia," I found the sycophant of Pei Sihan's subordinate, "How did you manage Mr. Pei's dinner? Do you want to invite him over?"

She rolled her eyes and thought for a while, "That's right, let me ask him."

"Send him some food photos, 'lure' it." I encouraged.

I'm not worried that she will mention me, as she loves to flatter, she must make Pei Sihan feel that she is the only one in the whole team thinking about him while eating.

When I was full, I didn't hear any movement, "Your President Pei is not coming?" I asked the sycophant, already thinking that he and Shang Wan were eating.

"Boss Pei didn't come back, maybe he was busy and didn't see it." She found a step for herself.

busy?That's busy enough, can you not be busy eating with Shang Wan?

It was almost eight o'clock when the whole group was full. We ate clean and unique food in front of the "food stall", and each of us tasted a local aquavit spirit in a disposable cup. After drinking it, it immediately warms up, and if half a cup falls into the stomach, the wine can be used as a song on the street. So we took advantage of the strength of the wine, each with a happy or depressed mind, and sang "The big knife cuts the heads of the devils" together on the streets of the town. go!"

The people in the small town are alienated and peaceful. At this moment, they accept this group of noisy tourists from far away East Asia in the most natural and comfortable way. There are not many pedestrians on the street, but the people passing by They would not stop or turn away with wary eyes. They smiled tolerantly and continued to walk on the road under their feet. Occasionally, someone said "good evening" to us in English.

Jing Yi and I walked shoulder to shoulder, she stopped singing and sighed, "Do you want to hear a story about food stalls?"

"Huh? Okay~"

"Then I'll tell you, you have to help me keep the secret." She narrowed her eyes, stepped slowly, and distanced herself slightly from the others.

"must."

"By the way, when I was an undergraduate student in China, there was a senior girl named Qing. When I first saw Qing, I admired her very much. I followed her every day and called 'Senior Sister, Senior Sister', like a Little follower. Once we went to Xiangxi to collect wind, I fell into the turbulent river, and everyone was frightened, it was Qing who saved me."

I had a gut feeling it was a good story, "And then?"

"Do you think this is a fateful friendship? At least it is in my heart. We were all in a donkey club at that time. A few friends had a good time and often sat together at night in the food stall outside the west gate of the school. Huh Drinking Haisai, talking nonsense all over the world."

"Food stalls? Do you have black lobster and duck burgers?"

Jing Yi laughed, "It's not that high-end, but I don't know why, in my memory, the taste is much better than this. In fact, it's just some fried snails, crayfish, these guys who don't work and eat without getting sick."

I smiled knowingly.

"That's not right. After eating the food stall for the first time, I had a solid stomachache, but I was invulnerable after that. I went abroad in the second half of my sophomore year. I went abroad for six years. After I reconnected with Qing, I When I went back to China to play, she picked me up with her boyfriend."

Having said that, we both fell into silence.

"You don't know that in my six years, I dreamed of the taste of the food stall, which is much better than hamburger and fries." Jingyi sighed, "Later, I don't know, what I miss is the food stall, It's still the green years that passed away, and it's still the green years of Senior Sister Qing."

"Hmm...maybe. Will Qing take you back to the west gate for another meal?"

"She took me to the most expensive western restaurant. She said that the food stalls outside the west gate were all demolished, and waste oil was found."

I laughed helplessly.

"But I feel a little disappointed. When she mentioned those food stalls, she didn't seem to miss them at all."

"I guess it's not that she doesn't miss it, but she just doesn't want you to be sad."

"Yeah, you know? Later, once, I had dinner with a senior from the donkey club. When we talked about Qing, I blamed her for taking me, a greedy ghost who had just returned to China, to eat western food. The senior said..."

When Jing Yi said this, her eyes turned red.

I looked up at her, "What did you say?"

"Senior said I forgot, I spoiled my stomach from the food stall that year, and once said to Qing coquettishly that when she makes a lot of money in the future, she must take me to the best western restaurant to make up for the suffering. "

I stopped, this story is neither sad nor happy, only regret and touching, who said that there must be an ending to the emotion in this world?But what has an ending is life, and what has no ending can only be a story, a story told to unfamiliar strangers at night in a foreign land.

I stood there for a while, with a wry smile. After Jingyi finished telling the story, she strode to chase her colleagues. She almost came out to me. Maybe she couldn’t help herself. I looked up and saw a sign saying "The Hardy's" , is a tavern, bodega as Freja said during the day.It's just that the name of this tavern is a bit familiar, and half of the alcohol dissipated, I took out my phone.

The photo Shangwan sent me has "The Hardy's" printed on the plate.

I looked at the backs of my colleagues, Jing Yi turned her head and waved to me, and sang shoulder to shoulder with everyone, I turned around and walked into this tavern, there was a mini jazz band playing live, it was eight o'clock As nightlife here begins, the air smells of aged wood, wine and a hint of food.

I was walking blindly in this modest tavern and I knew I was looking for someone.

In the depths of the tavern, on the bar counter, the back of an Asian woman came into view. I walked over and stood behind her for a long time, she was alone.

Suddenly Shang Wan turned her head and saw me, there was a hint of surprise and joy in her eyes, but it flashed past and turned into a smile, "Are you here?"

Damn, did she know I would come?