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Lamb and beef are ready, let's stir-fry some chicken and add a vegetable dish. Since entering the kitchen, Old Mo has been sticking closely behind Shi Tian, clearly a foodie at heart.
With two dishes on the table and the skewers nearly done grilling, there’s no concept of separate servings here. Handing Old Mo a pair of chopsticks, Shi Tian knows that the glint in the foodie's eyes means that this minor inconvenience won’t deter him from indulging in delicious food.
“Old Mo, you’re quite skilled with those chopsticks!” Shi Tian remarked as Old Mo deftly picked up a piece of chicken and sent it to his mouth. Shi Tian couldn’t help but watch the chopsticks in Old Mo’s hands.
Old Mo’s chopstick skills were impressive; it was evident he had eaten plenty of Chinese cuisine before. “This Chinese cuisine is far better than what I had in the Netherlands!” he exclaimed, as he scooped a chicken leg into his bowl. He praised it and immediately devoured it, not even pausing to use his chopsticks properly.
“Enjoy it while you can! This is Shandong cuisine, once fit for emperors—only royalty could savor such flavors. Ordinary chefs could never replicate this taste.” Feeling smug, Shi Tian watched Old Mo gobble down the food. The old fellow had a nice watch on his wrist; he seemed to be someone with money.
“Food fit for royalty? No wonder it tastes so good! If you opened a restaurant, I would definitely visit every day!” Old Mo casually remarked, not bothering to put down the chicken leg. The European was already covered in grease from eating.
“Thinking of opening a restaurant? Old Mo sure has some lofty dreams. How long can I stay here? Even if I stayed long-term, I wouldn’t open a restaurant here; there simply isn’t enough clientele!”
“I’ll be fishing this afternoon. If I catch something, I’ll treat you to fish tonight. Don’t underestimate saltwater fish; they taste much better than this.” Setting down his bowl, Shi Tian casually invited him.
He wondered if this old man knew how to fish. If he did, he would surely be interested in the proposal. Even if he didn’t want to fish with him, at least they could chat about it.
If he didn’t know how to fish, that would be even easier. Once they got familiar, he could drag him to the riverbank—whether it was Yellow Catfish or Tuna—just one fishing trip would cost enough for half a year’s worth of expenses!
“Fishing? I used to fish often in Europe, but since coming to Africa, I haven’t fished at all; the rivers here have crocodiles—it’s too dangerous!” He gestured dramatically with his hands, startling Shi Tian as oil from the chicken leg nearly splattered onto him.
Seeing his gestures made Shi Tian realize that Old Mo was into fly fishing. “What’s so fun about fly fishing? Who dares to go into the water here? Who knows what’s lurking beneath?”
“Don’t learn from the Brits; they jig for fish like a bunch of con artists! In China, we’ve been practicing Taiwanese fishing for over three thousand years—that’s true elegance! It cultivates one’s character and integrates oneself with nature; that’s a realm of its own. Only those with patience and wisdom can catch big fish!”
Watching Old Mo enjoy his meal so heartily made Shi Tian feel that Chinese cuisine's cultural export was quite successful. If Chinese cuisine could be exported, then Taiwanese fishing should be too.
It would be such a waste if these foreigners didn’t engage in Taiwanese fishing! Only by exporting the culture of Taiwanese fishing would they have the motivation to buy rods, right?
“But when I was in China, I saw many ordinary people fishing! Are they all wise individuals?” After finishing his chicken leg, Old Mo looked up at Shi Tian and tossed out a topic to keep him talking longer—leaving the entire plate of chicken for himself!
“Old Mo has been to China? Seems like he gets around quite well. So what if he’s been to China? As long as he didn’t grow up there, let him keep spinning his tales!”
“Well then, they must all be wise individuals! You’ve been to China; you should understand it! Just look at the development speed across various industries in China over the past twenty or thirty years—could anyone without great wisdom achieve that?”
“Are you full now? Let me take you fishing so you can witness Chinese wisdom firsthand!” Wiping his mouth after finishing his meal, he realized they hadn’t even opened the wine yet. He planned to put away those two bottles later; they were quite good and could sell for thousands—no need to waste them.
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