Chapter 2984 Leisure Time (Twenty-Eight)

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 the one Kingpin spent a lot of money to dig from Hong Kong.

This restaurant is located on the southeast side of Hell's Kitchen. Although we don't know where the psychological clinic is located, the entire Hell's Kitchen is not big and can be visited in more than ten minutes by car. 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 have taken a sharp turn for the worse since two years ago. Many of the traditional Chinese translations say that the chef has definitely changed and many dishes are not authentic.

Such a famous chef cannot be out of work. It is more likely that he has changed jobs. So will he not work in the restaurant and go out to work alone?

Tim thinks it is very likely.

If Schiller is also a fan of this chef, then he has not been able to eat delicious food for a long time since he moved to Arkham Sanatorium. Occasionally, he returns to Hell's Kitchen and finds that the chef he likes has quit his job. He must be sighing and beating his chest.

So no matter whether the chef hired by the farm party is the chef, Schiller will definitely not miss the banquet of such a famous Cantonese chef. This is probably the reason why Natasha said he would definitely go.

Tim couldn't understand this behavior at all. It was just a dish, wasn't it? How delicious could it be? Eating is for living. If he could survive on nutritional injections, Tim wouldn't mind giving himself two injections.

They drove to Schiller's rental house. This time, they were finally 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 didn't seem to be the kind commonly seen in the United States. Schiller explained: "This is a Japanese-style 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 back 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 door curtains decorated with cherry blossoms on the gates. The greening of the community was also some oriental trees that were not common here, and there were some small stone pavilions and lanterns. It really looked like a scene in a Japanese movie.

"Aren't you of Chinese descent? I heard that Chinese people hate Japanese people the most." Tim said.

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

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

Tim was skeptical. He was not the kind of fool who received happy education. He knew the history of all countries in the world. Chinese people would never...

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

There were actually a lot of simplified Chinese echoes below.

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

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

Just as Tim was checking the 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 next to 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 yard is paved with slates. There is only a small decorative lawn on the left, a pavilion on the right, a dining table and a barbecue grill, and a hot spring pool further inside.

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

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

"This is a recent new building." 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 think of it as a private hot spring holiday home."

"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."

"You may be living in a relic, but this is not, it is newly built."

Schiller laughed again, and Steve shook his head and said: "I have been to the hot springs in San Francisco before, and I feel It's not bad. I heard that you can go to the valley to soak in mineral springs in the summer. I think that will be more interesting. "

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

"A mistake in the use of a powerful weapon in modern war history." Steve was obviously not willing to talk about it. He said, "But even for me, it's hard to mention the word innocent. You'd better not ask more questions."

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

Following Steve, they found that many plates had been set on the table, with fresh sashimi on them, including bluefin tuna, Faroe Island salmon, Mikan sea bream, horse manure sea urchin, oysters, ark shells, orchid clams, sturgeon roe and lobster. A strong sweet smell could be smelled from such a distance.

Tim swallowed his saliva.

In fact, he really likes to eat seafood, mainly shrimps and crabs. However, the European and American methods of processing shrimps and crabs are generally baked, that is, pouring various seafood with sauces such as butter and baking them in the oven. But Tim doesn't like to eat greasy food, he likes a refreshing taste, and he occasionally goes to various Japanese food stores to satisfy his cravings.

The sashimi that Matt got is good stuff at first glance. The bluefin tuna has a slightly red belly, and the snowflake pattern is clear. The fat shines oily under the light. The orange-red color of salmon from the Faroe Islands in Denmark is richer than that of other places of origin, the white fat pattern is wider, and the meat is softer.

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

Steve brought home-brewed beer, and from the color of the beer, we can see that the ingredients are solid and the taste is mellow.

In addition to these raw foods, a barbecue grill was also made 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 several Cantonese dishes, mainly fish and ribs, as well as stir-fried seasonal vegetables. Barbecue was the main meat, with very classic American bell pepper beef skewers, charcoal grilled cowboy ribs, black pepper lamb ribs, etc.

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

Tim was not very interested in vegetables and meat, mainly seafood, but he couldn't accept the taste of mustard, so he only dipped sashimi in salt or soy sauce. Schiller and Matt ate it in the most traditional way, with coarsely ground wasabi sauce and soy sauce.

Steve and Jason are both very traditional Americans. They only eat lobsters and oysters at most, and are not interested in sashimi. They eat meat fiercely, and the meat on the cowboy ribs that are bigger than the palm is gone in one bite.

Although Pamela is the spokesperson for plants, she is also ruthless when eating plants. Most of the stir-fried vegetables, vegetable salads and fruit salads are eaten by her, and she prefers cold dishes to hot dishes, even though it is almost winter now.

Of course, they also chat while eating, but the topic is too big. They always talk about how the earth is, how the three empires are, and how the various galaxies are. The three children from other universes basically can'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, which caused him to guzzle beer. He is not a street barbecue fighter like Jason, a tough guy who can stay to the end in a drinking contest with the clown. He was dizzy after drinking a few glasses.

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 in charge of Matt and Pamela. Jason was not drunk, but he had indigestion because he ate too much meat, so he went back to his room and collapsed.

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

The next morning, Tim was awakened by the noise again. He stood up in a daze and looked downstairs through the window. He found that several people were studying how to drain the hot spring pool.

Turning his head, it was only 6 o'clock in the morning. How could the people in this universe have such a healthy schedule? Tim threw himself back on the bed in silence, but was soon awakened by a burst of rice fragrance.

He heard a familiar voice.

"Yes, it's called Qiuqiu. It was named by Rachel. It's only two months old. Isn't it cute?"

Tim sat up suddenly. Damn, he's mentally retarded!