After reaching an agreement, the two of them walked toward the middle of the street. Now that they had a clear goal, they didn't have to run around like headless flies anymore. They just had to follow the neatly arranged line.
Of course, it was good to have a goal. However, Alessandro and Bailey had never seen such a situation with so many people on the street. By the time they could see the source of the crowd, they were already sweating profusely and looked a little embarrassed.
"Hu … I didn't expect there to be so many people on the street in China. There must be even more people in China. It's hard to imagine that this country isn't chaotic. What's going on?" Alessandro was very curious when he saw that all the Asian people around him seemed to be well-off.
From Italy, which only had a population of 60 million, to China, which had a population of 1.4 billion, these were all imaginary figures in the past. At this moment, Alessandro truly understood what it meant to be a country with a large population. It was as if a single person's saliva could drown a husky.
"There are indeed a lot of people, but I think they are all very polite." Bailey observed another side of the crowd.
It was very difficult for them to walk just now, but it wasn't because everyone didn't follow the rules and squeezed around with all their might. On the contrary, everyone was very gentlemanly, giving way to each other, and it was over. The most important reason for squeezing out sweat was that there were too many people.
While talking, they arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. To be honest, this place was a little more spacious than the streets outside. There were still a lot of people, but it was not as crowded as the streets.
"This should be Head Chef Yuan's restaurant, right?"
Bailey said with some uncertainty as he looked at the flamboyant signboard not far away. Although the signboard was very beautiful, it couldn't cover up the small and narrow appearance of the restaurant.
As a matter of fact, the restaurant looked antique and ancient. Because of the system's protection, it looked very beautiful. However, to Bailey, who was used to seeing spacious and bright restaurants, when he suddenly saw a Master Chef Restaurant like this, he felt it was shabby.
"Didn't you ask me before? There's no need for him to lie. I think we should wait until the opening hours are over before going to find Head Chef Yuan," Alessandro said.
He saw that although the restaurant hadn't opened yet, there was already a very long line of customers. It wasn't appropriate for them to disturb them now.
"Let's go over there and have a seat," Bailey looked around and said.
Two young men stood up and walked to the side. It seemed like they had something to do. Bailey's eyes immediately lit up.
No matter how energetic Alesandro looked, he was still a man in his sixties. As his assistant, Bailey was worried that he would be tired after running around for the whole morning.
"Sure," Alessandro said.
The two of them walked to the empty chairs under the eaves and sat down. Originally, the two of them thought that they wouldn't have to wait too long. After all, although there were a lot of people, restaurants like this usually didn't open for long. So, the two of them began to wait confidently.
But as time passed, Alessandro and Lin Sanjiu felt that something was wrong. Although they saw people entering and exiting the queue, the number of people didn't decrease, and they felt that time was passing very slowly. It seemed like only half an hour had passed, but an hour had passed, and they felt that time was passing like a year.
It was a little torturous. When he finally saw a young man in a different outfit send the last customer out of the door, Alessandro felt that he had already spent the entire day.
"He should be Head Chef Yuan, right?" Alessandro guessed.
He wasn't used to Yuan Zhou's overly young face. He had already been warned by Cosimo before, so he didn't make any mistakes.
He stood up quickly and walked over in a few steps. Finally, he arrived in front of Yuan Zhou before he entered the restaurant.
Alessandro was overthinking. Yuan Zhou had already noticed the two of them, but he wasn't in a hurry to enter the restaurant. He was afraid that they were here to look for him.
Most of the people waiting outside the restaurant after the opening hours were here to look for him. Only a few of them were really tired from shopping and wanted to take a rest.
As expected, after Yuan Zhou paused for a few seconds, the two of them arrived in front of him. Before he could speak, the old foreigner in front of him spoke.
"Are you Head Chef Yuan? I'm Alessandro, an Italian sausage chef. I'm here to ask if you have time to exchange the sausage culture between the two countries."
As Alessandro spoke, he took out an invitation-like object from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to Yuan Zhou.
This was something that he had prepared under Cosimo's suggestion. On it was written the purpose of his visit, which was to compete in making sausages.
Alessandro spoke in English, so Yuan Zhou naturally understood him. He took the invitation with both hands and looked at the handwriting on it. He suddenly remembered a call from Cheng Ying two days ago.
She said that when she climbed over the wall, she discovered a big piece of news in Italy. It said that he was going to have a competition with the local sausage godfather. She called to ask if the news was true.
If it was true, when would it be? In other words, she probably wanted to go to the competition to cheer for him.
Yuan Zhou took some time to look at it. Although it was an Italian version, the translation was very simple. He roughly understood the situation and found out that it was all false rumors, so he did not take it to heart. However, Yuan Zhou still liked Italian sausages. There were many varieties and complex tastes. Almost all the sausages in Europe and America were evolved from this foundation.
There were even more sausages in China, so Yuan Zhou only took a look at it and did not have any reaction.
He did not expect that the main character on the internet would come to China so quickly. The popularity of this matter had only died down in the past two days.
Yuan Zhou did not think of rejecting it. It was mainly because Alessandro did not say that he was here for a competition. He said that he was here to exchange sausage culture, so he had to let people know that no matter what kind of food it was, they would not compete with each other.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou thought for a while and said, "Mr. Alessandro, if you want to exchange sausage cooking methods, it's not a problem. I wonder if 2: 30 pm tomorrow afternoon is okay? If it's okay, we can come in and discuss in detail."
When Alesandro heard that, he let out a sigh of relief. Although he felt that Yuan Zhou wouldn't refuse him, he was still a little perturbed since he didn't get a personal explanation from the person involved. But now that the matter had been settled, he naturally relaxed.
"Okay."
Alessandro and Bailey followed Yuan Zhou into the restaurant. After they sat down, they started to explain the details of the exchange tomorrow.
"It's really small." This was the first thing that Bailey noticed when she entered the restaurant.
As a professional assistant, no matter what thoughts she had in her mind, she still looked smart and professional on the surface. She quietly stayed behind Alessandro with an open voice recorder, recording the process of their discussion.
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