On September 5th, the weather became cloudy and overcast, with a temperature of 26 degrees and moderate fog in the morning.
London's industrial areas have been located in the east of the city since ancient times, which is closely connected to the flowing Thames River, because industry will inevitably cause pollution, and the aristocrats and wealthy areas must live in areas with clean water upstream.
Therefore, London is divided by the direction of the Thames River. The upper reaches are the wealthy areas and aristocratic residential areas, while the lower reaches near the industrial areas are the civilian areas and slum areas.
Xiao Letian's activities to win over people's hearts are still going on. The celebrity chef team led by Liu Dadao has organized a soup kitchen almost every other day during this period. On the one hand, it promotes the audience of Chinese food, and on the other hand, it can also Find a good person among the lower class citizens.
The Liberal Party and the Protestant Church gave strong support to Xiao Letian's activities. Basically, they helped complete the grassroots organizational activities. Of course, there was also the influence behind such big figures as the Duke of New York and others.
Even Xiao Letian himself did not expect that this kind of food promotion event would be so successful. Liu Dadao and others were dumbfounded. They never thought that some dishes that are very common in China can actually see six to seven hundred people queuing up in the UK. of grand occasion.
Soft fried tenderloin, sliced pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, pineapple sweet and sour pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, Mapo tofu... These dishes that were common to middle-class people in the Qing Dynasty have become top delicacies in the UK.
In particular, the two dishes of sweet and sour pork ribs and pineapple-sour pork almost caused a sensation. Since these two dishes had not appeared in state banquets, none of the nobles had eaten them.
The first people to taste the delicious food were the middle class and lower class people. As a result, there was a rush on the spot. Three large pots of sweet and sour pork ribs and pineapple sweet and sour pork were snatched up by four to five hundred people.
Since then, the Metropolitan Police Department has had to dispatch three times more manpower to maintain order. It is understandable that these police officers complained. Such hot weather has increased the workload and makes everyone feel uncomfortable.
Common people's delicacies began to shine. Later, many nobles also heard about the deliciousness of these two dishes, so they sent their servants and maids to queue up. There were even some impatient nobles who dressed up as common people and served them in person. Come and taste the latest hot and spicy flavors.
Seeing the influence of Chinese food expanding day by day, chefs like Liu Dadao also felt deeply honored. An indescribable feeling emerged from their hearts. In the past, when they saw foreign devils, they were all obedient slaves, but now they see those who do not obey. The foreign devils who tried to cut in line dared to pick up their spoons and scold them with eyes wide open.
Oh my God, the foreign devils didn't dare to talk back. Those guys who jumped in line were scolded so badly that they were kicked out.
Ancestors, if such a glorious thing were to spread to my hometown, it would be such a big deal that the ancestral graves would be filled with smoke! The official is so afraid of foreign devils that I dare to scold him!
Xiao Letian looked at them and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, "This is about national pride! This thing is just like a weed. As long as it grows a little bit, as long as it sprouts a little bit, it will grow wildly and no one can stop it!"
"As long as our Chinese people can experience this sense of pride, that's enough. It's like putting a poison in their hearts. Sooner or later it will take root!"
"Those who have experienced this feeling may never adapt to being a slave again..."
Just when Xiao Letian was distracted, a hurried voice from the opposite side woke him up: "Sir... Dear Head of State... Excuse me... Can you give me a copy?"
Today Xiao Letian is not here to be an uncle, he is here to be a volunteer at the food recommendation meeting. The huge iron pot in front of him is slowly filled with meat buns.
Taking a bite of oily meat buns is a delicacy that has just been launched in the past two days. There is no doubt that this kind of pure meat buns, which is fragrant and full of oil and is full of oil, has made the entire London people crazy.
This is a delicacy that cannot be replicated at all. How many pastry chefs want to replicate this classic Chinese dish, but they don’t even know how to make noodles.
The craftsmanship of Western yeast fermented bread is completely different from that of steamed buns. It is impossible to learn it without the words and deeds of a master, not to mention the filling that is oily when you bite it. Everyone who has tasted it has become a die-hard fan of Chinese food.
Xiao Letian is in charge of distributing meat buns today. He has a big tong in his hand and there are more than 300 freshly cooked meat buns in the iron pot, each one about the size of a fist.
The steamer behind him was steaming with heat. As soon as the pot was cooked, someone lifted it and dumped it in front of Xiao Letian. The hot steam made him sweat.
The long queue in front of them stretched as far as the eye could see. These citizens had all seen Xiao Letian's appearance in the newspapers, and they also knew that it was the head of state from the East who was volunteering for them today.
The kind-hearted citizens all looked at him with great gratitude. Every citizen who got a bun would bow deeply to him and express his gratitude. At the very least, he should say a word of God's blessing.
But I'm grateful. You also deserve a share of the buns. I've been dazed for ten minutes. My saliva has turned into a river. Why can't I move?
The child at the front had the courage to remind the head of state, and then he woke up the distracted Xiao Letian.
With an apologetic look on his face, Xiao Letian quickly put two more of the largest meat buns in the child's lunch box. "Oh, dear kid, I was distracted just now. I'm really sorry... giving you two more is my apology!"
"No, no need... we should thank you, may God bless you..." The speaker was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, holding a dirty tin lunch box in his hand.
The number of meat buns is limited, and there are rules on site that each person can only receive two buns at a time. Xiao Letian secretly made an exception for his children.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Letian underestimated the charm of meat buns. Just when the child's smiling eyes narrowed and he was about to run home to share the delicious food with his mother, a black light flew over from behind the team.
"Head of State, be careful!" The imperial guard behind him was the successor chosen by Lord Long himself. He was a disciple of the Southern Shaolin family. He was a strong martial artist, and his iron-like body was estimated to be able to block bullets many times more than others.
Such people have long been trained to have the consciousness of death. Their existence is to use their bodies to block bullets and knives for the head of state, and to block all dangers.
As soon as the black light flew over, the Imperial Guard turned around and directly protected Xiao Letian in front of his chest, covering the head of state with his entire broad back.
Regardless of whether it was a bullet or a flying knife, he could not even harm the Führer's hair!
There was only a muffled sound of snapping, followed by a crisp banging sound, and then a painful sound. Xiao Letian poked his head out from the bodyguard's side and became anxious when he saw it.
"Oh my God! Who threw the stone? Why did you hit the child? Damn it, couldn't I just give the child two more buns? As for throwing the stone?"
