In fact, when Yang Hao was at the trough of his career, he usually browsed some short video platforms and saw a lot of bits and pieces about the life of bloggers in Kimchi Country.
If Yang Hao had to compare between Kimchi Country and Hua Country, which one is better?
Yang Hao still feels that the domestic environment is more suitable for him.
Although Yang Hao is currently in the capital of Kimchi Country.
The environment, greening, security, facilities, etc. are all pretty good.
But compared with the current rise of China, Yang Hao felt that it was still a bit unsatisfactory.
Maybe.
This is why we love our own country.
Of course.
This did not delay Yang Hao’s novelty of shopping alone in Kimchi Country for the first time.
Go to the park and walk along the shopping street.
Yang Hao did not feel tired.
But while wandering around, Yang Hao discovered a very strange phenomenon.
That’s Kimchi Country.
It seems that the pace of life is very fast.
It is difficult to meet children in shopping malls or parks, which makes Yang Hao feel a little less alive.
No wonder it is always said that the fertility of Kimchi Country has dropped significantly. The reason is that the young people in Kimchi Country are too curly.
They simply have no intention or ability to consider having children.
And when it comes to children.
Yang Hao, who had just hung up the phone with his little princess, thought of his Yibao again.
Thinking of so many women around me.
But Yibao was the only one who actually conceived a child for herself.
As for other women.
Although I have asked for a lot, I still hope to give Yang Hao a son and a half.
But so far, there seems to be no movement.
It seems that I still need to work hard.
“Boss~~!”
“Is there any special barbecue here? Help me get one.”
Walking around, Yang Hao actually came to a restaurant It looks like a barbecue restaurant that smells like fireworks.
It is said that the kimchi country is very famous for its barbecue, but Yang Hao himself walked into a barbecue restaurant without knowing it.
"Sir!"
"You are not a local, are you?"
As soon as Yang Hao called the service staff, a naive aunt came forward to say hello.
“Oh?”
“How did you tell?”
Yang Hao didn't expect that this person could tell at a glance that he was not a local.
And I speak fluent Kimchi.
Can you see this?
"Haha!" Seeing Yang Hao's confused look, the aunt smiled and explained to him: "Although Mr. Kimchi is fluent in the language."
"But this is my small shop. But it’s very famous.”
"And when locals come to our place to eat, even if it's their first time, they don't order like you do."
"Oh~~! So that's it!" Yang Hao observed. There are customers who have just arrived here.
As this aunt said, every customer is indeed different from herself.
“I’m Chinese!”
“It’s my first time in Kimchi Country. Auntie, do you have any skills to help me with my questions?”
"Sir, it turns out he is from China!" Auntie is also a talkative person.
Seeing what Yang Hao said, he quickly pointed to some menu cards on the wall and said, "How about grilled beef intestines?"
"Or the grilled wagyu we have here."
“There is also our seafood Xiao Ba Chou.”
“They are all good.”
"Pair it with our local kimchi!"
"It's delicious!"
This eloquent aunt didn't expect that the last sentence was actually words.
"Okay!"
"Then just follow what you said, auntie, and give me a copy."
Yang Hao was also infected by this aunt's enthusiasm, and with a wave of his hand, he got everyone's portion.
"Okay!"
"Sir, please wait a moment, we'll be here soon!" It was probably Yang Hao's attitude, and the aunt nodded enthusiastically.
“I’ll trouble you!”
Yang Hao was also very polite.
Looking at the aunt's leaving figure, watching the shop gradually getting more customers due to off-duty hours, feeling the smell of fireworks in the shop, and smelling the sizzling and oily barbecue.
Yang Hao, who has been in the hot pot business, feels about the barbecue restaurants in Kimchi Country.
It also has a unique flavor.
Tell the truth.
Compare this to staying in a six-star hotel, eating delicacies worth tens of thousands per meal, and drinking hundreds of thousands of bottles of red wine.
Yang Hao prefers this kind of small shop full of fireworks.
Looking at the young people around him, chatting and laughing while drinking and drinking, Yang Hao's eyes were full of harmonious smiles.
“It’s so good~~!”
Yang Hao sighed, and then waited for his own delicious food to appear.
"Sir!"
"I've kept you waiting for a long time."
It didn't take long.
The aunt who left before pushed a dining cart and placed several large and small plates in front of Yang Hao.
“Thank you!”
"Excuse me, are there any drinks here?"
"Of course." The aunt nodded quickly, and quickly introduced several green wines with kimchi country characteristics to Yang Hao.
And Yang Hao didn’t choose either.
I just chose two bottles based on the aunt’s recommendation, and started to make barbecue like the young man at the nearby table.
“Good guy!”
"This is grilled beef intestines!"
"There's so much oil!"
A few beef intestines were added to the pot one after another.
The sizzling sound, accompanied by the wonderful Maillard reaction, also whetted Yang Hao's appetite.
Just looking at the frying pan, there is more and more oil and water.
Yang Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
However, seeing the young people around him eating happily, Yang Hao also picked up a piece of fried beef intestine and threw it into his mouth with a special dipping sauce.
“I’ll go.”
“It’s so hot.”
“Hahaha, uncle’s beef intestines are very hot.”
Just when Yang Hao's facial features were distorted by a mouthful of beef intestine soup, suddenly a young man next to him couldn't help laughing.
It seems that Yang Hao's appearance has attracted the attention of others.
“It’s my first time eating it!”
“It’s funny”
Feeling the rich aroma of oil in my mouth, although it’s a bit hot, I still feel very happy whether I should say it or not. Delicious.
"Uncle!"
"Are you Chinese?"
"Yes!" Yang Hao nodded to the little beauty who had just smiled the happiest.
“No wonder!” The little beauty smiled kindly, and then said to Yang Hao very politely: “Uncle!”
“The grilled beef intestines and small eight claws here are very famous. .”
"You really found the right place."
"Really? It seems that my nose is still very sensitive!" Yang Hao also joked kindly.
As for the little beauty’s seat, maybe it was because she drank some wine.
I gradually started chatting with Yang Hao, my "foreign" friend.
It wasn't until the appearance of a person that they diverted their attention away from Yang Hao.
"Woo, filial piety!"
"You're here."
"What about that?"
"Did you succeed today?"
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As the little beauty's voice came, Yang Hao also moved his eyes away from the delicious food in front of him.
And when his eyes turned to the young man next door.
That’s when I discovered it.
It turns out they have a companion.
I go to beauty! (End of this chapter)