In mid-March, after Hans' hard work, the three little ones were finally able to leave the country legally for Australia.
Sophie and the others were also ready for a long trip, so the group set off for Los Angeles.
When they arrived at Los Angeles Airport, Li Du sighed. "I feel like I just got off the plane and then I have to re-board. I hope I can stay on land a little longer this time."
Except for him, the others were more excited, especially the five children, who were each dragging a small suitcase and carrying a small school bag and looking around curiously.
Hans and Li Du went to check in the three little ones. The airport security officer looked at their exit permits and hesitated. "Is this a cat and a dog?"
Li Du dragged Ah Ow over and said, "Yes, this is a wolfdog, a rare Czech wolfdog, cough, cough."
He gave the signal, and Ah Ow opened her mouth and barked weakly, "Ow, woof woof woof, woof woof woof!"
The sound was crisp.
The security officer observed Ah Ow's appearance, which had been changed beyond recognition by the trimming of her fur, and finally nodded and stamped the exit permit.
The three little ones were sent to the pet cabin on the plane. Li Du and Sophie kissed them one by one and said, "You guys sleep in there, and then we can enjoy the sun."
The three little ones sighed together. Obviously, they were not used to life in a cage.
It took nearly 20 hours to fly from Los Angeles to Canberra, from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere.
This trip was considered a vacation, so Li Du bought first-class tickets for everyone. When the group of them entered, the first-class cabin was almost full.
In this way, almost all the flight attendants in the first-class cabin were serving them.
On the way home, Li Du also took a first-class international flight. With his current income, he no longer had to worry about the ticket money.
The flight was chosen by Hans, and it was an interesting one. It was a gourmet flight.
Generally speaking, the food in the economy class of an ordinary flight was only fast food, and the drinks were coffee, bottled juice, tea, mineral water, and so on. The first-class cabin was better, with a variety of Western dishes to choose from.
This gourmet flight was different. It had a name: "Sky Kitchen." The food in the economy class was also very exquisite, with a variety of dishes to choose from.
Of course, such a flight was more expensive.
Canberra time was about seventeen hours ahead of Los Angeles time. They had chosen a noon flight, so they arrived in Australia around the time they boarded the plane.
After boarding the plane and putting down his luggage, Hans suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, buddy, I just realized something. The plane will be flying for more than ten hours, right?"
"Yes." Li Du looked at him, confused. He didn't know what he was up to.
Hans said, "But after we landed, the time was about the same as now, right?"
Li Du was even more confused. "Yes."
Hans immediately became excited. "In other words, we've earned over 10 hours of time for nothing? If I can only live to be a hundred years old, I will choose to fly from Los Angeles to Australia on my last day. This way, I can extend my life by twenty hours! "
Li Du was dumbfounded. "…"
A few beautiful flight attendants covered their mouths and snickered.
Hanna glared at him and said, "Don't be silly, brother."
Hans asked, "How am I stupid? Tell me, what's the problem? "
How could Hanna, who only remembered being a little girl in high school, explain this problem? However, she said calmly, "With your lifestyle of eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, you won't live to be a hundred years old."
The beautiful flight attendants snickered even harder.
Hans glared at Hanna and shamelessly went to ask the flight attendants about this problem. A blonde flight attendant with big breasts and long legs explained to him in a soft voice.
Li Du suddenly understood and said, "Oh, this guy wants to hit on girls."
After the plane took off smoothly, it was lunchtime. After a discussion with Li Du and the others, they chose pizza and Chinese noodles.
These two staples were obviously not worthy of the flight's reputation as a 'high-altitude kitchen.' However, the pizza and noodles were made on the plane. The ingredients were fresh, and the food was also fresh. This was not something a normal flight could compare to.
It was difficult to cook on a plane. First, the space was small, and second, it was not easy to vent the smoke. It had to be constantly ventilated through the plane's air conditioner, which was very costly.
First-class passengers could watch the chef cook directly, and the plane kitchen was next to the first-class cabin.
The person in charge of baking the pizza was an old Italian gentleman. The flight attendant said that the old man had learned to make pizza since he was young and had been doing it for 50 years. He was a master in this field.
The old man appeared with dough. He kneaded the dough in his hands and walked into the cabin to chat with Li Du and the others, learning about their place of origin, food preferences, and tastes.
In order to make pizza, he prepared a variety of ingredients, fruits, vegetables, various fabrics, sauces, and so on. While talking and laughing, he finished making a pizza and sent it into the oven.
There was also a chef in charge of making Chinese noodles. There were many flavors to choose from, such as zhajiang noodles, Dan Dan noodles, hot dry noodles, flat noodles, beef noodles, seafood noodles, and so on.
Each person could choose up to eight flavors. In one bowl, the chef would make eight flavors of noodles. This chef was also an old man. When they chatted, they learned that he and Li Du were from the same province.
The pizza came out of the oven, and the chef quickly cut it into slices and served it hot.
Li Du chose a slice and took a bite. The pizza looked very thick, but in fact, the crust was very thin, with a layer of soft vegetables in the middle.
Big Quinn's youngest son, Alan, exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Wow, this is delicious."
His eldest son, Walker, immediately glared at his younger brother and said, "Hey, kid, watch your voice in public. You have to be polite, okay?"
The chef smiled and asked, "Can you guys taste what's hidden in the pizza?"
Hannah said, "It's peach meat, pieces of peach meat."
"No, it's pineapple, it's definitely pineapple," Alan argued.
Victoria looked at Godzilla and wondered, "Isn't it beef mince?"
Godzilla shrugged. "I didn't feel it. I ate it all."
A whole pizza was just a bite to him.
Li Du looked at the pizza in his hand and suddenly realized. "How did you do it? There's not one kind of filling in it, and it's not one kind of flavor, right? "
His pizza seemed to be pieces of eggplant slices. Anyway, it was definitely not fruit.
The chef laughed and said, "Yes, it's not one kind of flavor. This is a skill I learned from your Chinese cuisine. It's a bit like a pie, right?"
As they chatted, the Chinese chef served the noodles and another lunch was served.
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