The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2958 Leisure Time (Twenty-eight)

Tim is indeed sensitive to information.

After learning from Jason that the chef of the farm party is a famous Cantonese chef, he went to check the location of the psychological clinic where Schiller was originally located.

In fact, there is no need to find the specific location. After all, Schiller mentioned Hell's Kitchen before. This should be a general term for a certain area. You can find the location of Hell's Kitchen in Brooklyn on the Internet.

After locking the location of Hell's Kitchen, Tim found that although this area can be called a slum, it is actually just chaos. Because of the existence of Kingpin, the consumption level here is not low, and there are many famous restaurants.

Among them, there is a Chinese restaurant that is very popular with gourmets. Many well-known gourmets have tasted it. This is also Kingpin's industry, and even his most profitable restaurant. It is rumored that the chef who is in charge is Kingpin who spent a lot of money to dig it from Hong Kong.

This restaurant is located on the southeast side of Hell's Kitchen. Although it is not known where the psychological clinic is located, the entire Hell's Kitchen is not big, and it can be driven around in more than ten minutes. No matter where Schiller lived at the beginning, this must be the restaurant closest to him.

Tim looked at the Google reviews of this restaurant and found that the reviews of the restaurant had taken a sharp turn for the worse since two years ago. Many of the traditional Chinese translations said that the chef had definitely changed and many dishes were not authentic.

Such a famous chef could not be out of work. It is more likely that he changed jobs. So, could he not work in the restaurant and go out on his own?

Tim thought it was very likely.

If Schiller was also a fan of this chef, then he would have moved to Arkham Sanatorium and not been able to eat good food for a long time. Occasionally, he would go back to Hell's Kitchen and find that his favorite chef had quit his job. He must have sighed and beat his chest.

So regardless of whether the chef was hired for this farm party, Schiller would definitely not miss the banquet of such a famous Cantonese chef. This is probably the reason why Natasha said he would definitely go.

Tim actually couldn't understand this behavior at all. Isn't it just a dish? How delicious can it be? Eating is for living. If he can survive on nutritional injections, Tim doesn't mind giving himself two injections.

They drove to Schiller's rental house. This time, they were not so far from the city. They were on the way to the Love Farm. This place could barely be called the suburbs of Los Angeles. Schiller rented a small villa in the rich area.

As soon as he entered the villa area, Tim felt something different. The villas here seemed not to be the common ones in the United States. Schiller explained: "This is a Japanese villa. The main difference from American villas is that they use a lot of wooden structures. Whether it is the floor, walls or furniture of the house, they are all solid wood."

Pamela looked around and found that it was true. The walls of all the houses in the community were made of wood. The houses were relatively low and the eaves were large. There were cherry blossom-decorated door curtains hanging on the gates. The greening of the community was also some oriental trees that were not common here. There were also some small stone pavilions and lanterns. It really looked like a scene in a Japanese movie.

"Don't you have Chinese ancestry? I heard that Chinese people hate Japanese people the most." Tim said.

Then he actually heard Schiller laugh, and this laugh was a bit like laughing in his sleep when he dreamed that he won the lottery.

Schiller coughed twice and said, "You are stereotyped and prejudiced, and it is an old-fashioned thought from the last era. Chinese people in this era believe that Japanese culture still has many merits."

Tim was half-believing and half-doubting. He was not the kind of fool who received a happy education. He was familiar with the history of countries around the world. Chinese people would never be able to...

He just opened the short video software, and the software seemed to hear what he said. The first video that popped up was a video of deep remembrance, deep condolences, rational analysis, and active protection...

Clicking on it, there were actually a lot of simplified Chinese echoes.

Tim seemed to suddenly understand something. He took out Google to check it, and then he finally understood the main reason why the simplified Chinese Internet would have such an attitude. In short, it can be summed up in four words-"The dead are the greatest."

Tim checked it carefully again. Wow, what is this "New Shangdu Kingdom"? Has this country existed in history?

Just when Tim was looking up information, the car had arrived and stopped at the gate of a courtyard. As soon as Schiller got out of the car, Matt came over and gave him a hug.

Matt turned around and opened the door curtain. Steve was leaning against the pillar of the courtyard with his arms folded, and Jason was fiddling with the charcoal fire beside him.

"Why are you here?" Schiller asked.

"I invited them." Matt smiled and said, "I got a lot of good stuff this time, how can there be no beer?"

Tim also got out of the car, and after walking in, he found that this courtyard was a different world.

Unlike American villas that like to have lawns, the ground in this villa is paved with stone slabs. There is only a small piece of decorative lawn on the left, and a pavilion on the right, with a dining table and a barbecue grill. Going further inside, there is actually a hot spring pool.

"Are there hot springs in Los Angeles?" Pamela scratched her head.

Tim certainly knew that the west coast of the United States is located on the Pacific Rim geothermal zone, with rich geothermal resources and hot springs. There are also many hot spring resorts near Los Angeles, but he has never heard of the Japanese hot spring villa area.

"This is newly built recently." Schiller said: "When you drive over, the other building you see is a resort, and this is the residential area of ​​the resort. You can also understand it as a private hot spring resort."

"This guy really knows how to enjoy himself." Matt shook his head and said, "I also rented a holiday home like this when I was in Thailand a long time ago, but it was not so spacious and the price was very expensive."

"The house you live in may be a relic that was left behind, but this one is not. This is a new one."

Schiller laughed again, and Steve shook his head and said, "I have soaked in the hot springs in San Francisco before, and it felt pretty good. I heard that you can also go to the valley to soak in the mineral springs in the summer. I think that would be more interesting. of."

Tim and Pamela brought in the ingredients they bought, and Pamela went to pick and wash the vegetables. Tim followed Steve and asked, "What on earth is going on in Japan?"

"A mistake in the use of a powerful weapon in modern war history." Steve obviously didn't want to talk about it. He said, "But even I find it difficult to mention the word innocent, so you better not ask any more questions."

Tim had no choice but to accept this fact, but since it happened before and after World War II, there was no point in dwelling on the truth.

After following Steve, they discovered that many plates had been placed on the dining table, with fresh sashimi on them, including bluefin tuna, Faroe Island salmon, mandarin snapper, horse dung sea urchin, oysters, scallops, and orchids. Clams, as well as sturgeon roe and lobster, you can smell the rich fresh sweetness from such a distance.

Tim swallowed.

In fact, he really likes seafood, mainly all kinds of shrimps and crabs. However, the European and American method of processing shrimps and crabs is usually baking, which is to put various seafoods in sauces such as cream and bake them in the oven. But Tim doesn't like to eat greasy food and likes refreshing taste. He occasionally goes to various Japanese restaurants to satisfy his craving.

The sashimi that Matt got was a good product at first glance. The bluefin tuna belly was reddish in color with distinct snowflake patterns. The fat gave off an oily sheen under the light. The salmon from the Faroe Islands in Denmark had an orange color. The red color is more intense than those from other origins, the white fat lines are wider, and the meat is softer.

As the name suggests, the mandarin snapper has the aroma of mandarin orange in the fish meat. The horse dung sea urchin is often called a kiss on the tip of the tongue, with a sweet smell that is not found in all other seafood. The huge pearl oyster shines like pearls. The sashimi of shellfish and mussels are like freshly opened flowers, showing bright colors such as red, yellow, and orange.

Steve brought home-brewed beer. From the color of the beer, it can be seen that the ingredients are solid and the taste is mellow.

In addition to these raw foods, a barbecue grill was also built, which can be used for barbecue. Schiller also went to the kitchen to prepare hot dishes, which seemed to be stir-fried vegetables and grilled fish.

After working for a long time, it was almost dark, and the dishes were finally served. In addition to sashimi, there were also several Cantonese dishes, mainly fish and ribs, as well as stir-fried vegetables. Barbecue was the bulk of the meat, and there were many. Classic American pepper beef skewers, charcoal grilled beef ribs, black pepper lamb ribs and more.

A large table was set up with a variety of dishes, and a few people poured beer. There was not so much red tape. After a toast, they started eating on the spot.

Tim is not very interested in vegetables and meat, mainly seafood, but he can't stand the taste of mustard, so he only eats sashimi dipped in salt or soy sauce. Schiller and Matt eat it in the most traditional way, with Serve with coarsely grated wasabi paste and soy sauce.

Both Steve and Jason were very traditional Americans. They only ate lobster and oysters at most, and were not interested in sashimi. The two of them fucked hard, and the meat on the cowboy bones was bigger than a palm. No more.

Even though Pamela is a spokesperson for plants, she eats plants without mercy. She eats most of the stir-fried vegetables, vegetable salads and fruit salads, and she prefers cold dishes to hot dishes, even if It's almost winter now.

Of course, they were also chatting while eating, but the topic was too big. They were always talking about how the earth was doing, how the three empires were doing, and how the various galaxies were doing. The three children from other universes basically couldn't get a word in.

Tim originally wanted to get some information from their conversation, but the soy sauce was a bit salty for him, causing him to drink beer. He is not a street barbecue warrior like Jason, who can fight the clown until the end. A tough guy, he became dizzy after just a few drinks.

In the end, everyone was a little drunk. Schiller, who was still sober, helped Tim back to the room. Steve, who had digested a lot of alcohol, was responsible for Matt and Pamela. Jason was not actually very drunk, but he I had some indigestion after eating too much meat, and I went back to my room paralyzed.

Until he lay on the bed, Tim's mouth was still full of the fresh and sweet taste of seafood. He had to admit that it was good to do this once in a while.

The next morning, Tim was woken up by the noise again. He stood up in a daze and looked downstairs through the window to find several people gathered around the hot spring pool to study how to release the water.

Turning around, he saw that it was only 6 o'clock in the morning. How could people in this universe have such a healthy schedule? Tim threw himself back on the bed speechlessly, but was soon woken up by the smell of rice.

He heard a familiar voice.

"Yes, its name is Qiuqiu. Rachel named it. It's only two months old. Isn't it cute?"

Tim sat up suddenly, what a fool!