Chapter 66 Promise

After the two people agreed, they walked towards the middle of the street. With a clear goal in mind, they finally no longer had to run around like headless flies and just followed the neatly arranged queue.

Of course it is a good thing to have a goal, but there is a constant rush of people on the street. Alessandro and Bailey have never seen such a situation. By the time they can see the source from a distance, they have already squeezed out a lot of enthusiasm. He was sweating and looked a little embarrassed.

"Huh... I didn't expect so many people on the streets of China. There must be more people in China. It's really hard to imagine that this country is not chaotic. What's going on?" Alessandro looked at the Asian faces around him. They all looked like they were living a prosperous life, which made me very curious.

From Italy, which has a population of only 60 million, to China, which has a total population of 1.4 billion. These were all illusory numbers before. At this moment, Alessandro truly felt what it means to be a country with a large population. It is really a matter of just one person spitting. It can drown an Erha.

"There are indeed a lot of people, but I think they are all quite polite." Bailey observed the other side.

It was very difficult for them to walk just now. It was not because everyone was unruly and crowded in. On the contrary, everyone was very graceful. If you let me, I will let you, and they passed by. The most important thing is to squeeze out sweat. There are really too many people.

The two of them arrived at the door of the shop while talking. To be honest, it was a little more relaxed here than the streets outside. There were still a lot of people, but not as dense as the streets.

"This should be Chef Yuan's restaurant, right?"

With some uncertainty in his tone, Bailey looked at the colorful signboard not far away. The main signboard was very beautiful, but it couldn't hide the small and narrow look of the restaurant.

In fact, the shop looks quaint and has a sense of the times, because the protection of the system definitely looks very beautiful, but for Bailey, who is used to seeing spacious and bright restaurants, he was suddenly surprised when he saw a shop like God of Cooking. , it just feels worn out.

"Didn't you ask before that there was a queue here? There's no need to lie to others. I think we need to wait until the end of business hours to find Chef Yuan." Alessandro said.

He saw that although it wasn't open yet, the diners were already queuing up in a very long queue, and it was hard for them to disturb it now.

"Then let's go sit there for a while." Bailey said while looking around.

There were two young people standing up and walking to the side, looking like they were leaving for something. Bailey's eyes immediately lit up.

Alessandro looks like he is still in his sixties no matter how energetic he is. As an assistant, Bailey is still very worried that he will be tired after such a morning of running around.

"Okay." Alessandro looked at it and said.

The two of them walked to the empty chairs under the eaves and sat down. They thought they wouldn't wait too long. After all, although there were many people, restaurants like this were generally not open for very long, so The two of them started waiting with confidence.

But as time went by, Alessandro and his wife felt that something was not right. Although they saw people queuing in and out, there were still so many people there that they just felt that time was passing very slowly. It was only half an hour. An hour passed, but it felt like the day was like a year.

It was a bit painful, but when he finally saw a young man wearing different clothes sending the last diners out of the door, Alessandro felt that he had spent a whole day.

"This should be Chef Yuan, right?" Alessandro guessed.

Yuan Zhou's overly young face made him very uncomfortable. Cosimo had already been vaccinated before, but there was no mistake of mistaken identity.

He quickly stood up and walked a few steps over, finally arriving in front of Yuan Zhou before he entered the store.

It was Alessandro who was overly worried. Yuanzhou had noticed the two people before and was not in a hurry to go in, fearing that they were looking for him.

Usually, most of the people waiting outside the door after business hours come to see him.

There are very few people who really sit down and rest when they are tired from shopping.

As expected, Yuan Zhou paused for a second or two, and then the two people arrived in front of him. Before he could speak, the elderly foreign man in front spoke.

"Excuse me, Chef Yuan. I'm Alessandro, a sausage-making chef from Italy. I'm here to ask Chef Yuan if he has time to exchange the sausage cultures of the two countries."

While talking, Alessandro took out something like an invitation card from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to Yuan Zhou.

This is something like a greeting card that he prepared at the suggestion of Cosimo. It details the purpose of his visit, which is to compete in making sausages.

Alessandro spoke English, and Yuan Zhou naturally understood it. He took the greeting card with both hands, looked at the handwriting on it, and suddenly remembered a phone call from Cheng Ying two days ago.

She said that when she climbed over the wall and went out for a walk, she discovered that there was a big news in Italy that he was going to compete with some local sausage godfather. She came to ask if the news was true?

If it is true, when will that be? The implication may be that I want to go to the scene to cheer.

Yuan Zhou took the time to read it himself. Although it was in Italian, the translation was still very simple. After briefly understanding the situation, he found that they were all false rumors and did not take them to heart. However, as for Italian sausage, Yuan Zhou I still like it very much. It has various varieties and complex flavors. Almost other sausages in Europe and America have evolved on this basis.

There were even more Chinese sausages, so Yuanzhou just looked at them without any reaction.

I didn't expect that the protagonist on the Internet would come to China so quickly. The popularity of this matter has only dropped in the past two days.

Yuanzhou didn't think about not agreeing, mainly because they didn't say they were here to compete, but to exchange sausage culture, so people must know that China's food culture, no matter what kind of food it is, is absolutely resistant to competition.

So Yuan Zhou thought for a moment and said, "If Mr. Alessandro wants to share how to make sausage, that's fine. I wonder if it's okay at 2:30 tomorrow afternoon. If so, we can come in and talk in detail. "

Alessandro breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Although he felt that Yuan Zhou would not reject him, he was still a little uneasy without getting a personal explanation from the person involved. But now that the dust has settled, he naturally relaxed.

"OK."

Alessandro and Bailey followed Yuan Zhou into the store. After the two parties sat down, they began to explain the specific situation of the exchange tomorrow.

"It's really small." This was the first thing Bailey noticed when he entered the store.

As a professional assistant, no matter what he was thinking in his heart, he always looked shrewd and professional. He stayed quietly behind Alessandro and held an open recorder to record the discussion process between the two.

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