The Goddess Shines on America

Greater Shanghai, as the oriental magic capital that has been famous all over the world since the 1930s, is an existence that countless people across the country have dreamed of. Since the great meeting in 1978, many enterprising people have flocked here to work hard for their dreams, and transformed a group of people who used to carry agricultural tools into legally rich people with leading sticks. private entrepreneurs.

Mu Maoyuan came here to work hard with the same idea in mind. Although he is just a young man now, according to what his parents said, it is precisely because of this that he has to hurry out of the house and go to the big city to see the world .

Mu Maoyuan was lucky. Not long after he first arrived in Shanghai, he entered a foreign-funded clothing company with his not-so-fluent English.

In fact, Mu Maoyuan didn't know about this company through formal recruitment channels, but its presence was too strong. He was watching that grand bidding meeting from a corner of the scene, a huge order of 20 million dollars, what is that concept? Don't talk about US dollars, even if it's just 20 million... No, even if it's only 2,000 yuan, it's an absolutely astronomical figure for him.

So, living in the basement with a monthly rent of less than ten yuan, and eating fried dough sticks, soy milk, tofu brain and eggs for one yuan breakfast, Mu Maoyuan made up his mind on the spot that he must apply for a job at this super large company located on the bustling Nanjing Road. go!

Then, he actually succeeded...

Maybe it's because it's the time for new companies to settle down. The interviewer is the blonde girl at the job fair. She should be forty years old, but she seems to be an intellectual beauty who can't be more than thirty. What surprised Mu Maoyuan was that just after he uttered the extremely substandard "gambling is poisonous", the girl actually spoke fluent Chinese!

In this way, Mu Maoyuan started working in this big company, and his position was just an ordinary clerk, responsible for processing a large number of documents. That's it, he soon discovered how wise and powerful his decision was.

First of all, the salary level of this company is good, which is about 30% higher than that of other companies for the same position. What made Mu Maoyuan most happy was that the company's canteen on the eighth floor was definitely a foodie's world for him.

Mu Maoyuan speculated that although the female boss was a true American, she was definitely a lover of Chinese culture. Otherwise, how could the cafeteria prepare such exquisite food? Moreover, not only Chinese food, any employee can also taste authentic Western food here!

Steak, red wine, chocolate cake, pizza, butterscotch, etc. Although the price is higher, it is definitely much cheaper than the newly opened western restaurant on Nanjing Road.

Based on only one item, Mu Maoyuan was sure that the loyalty of this company's employees was absolutely worthless.

One day at noon, it was time for dinner again. After working all morning, Mu Maoyuan rushed to the cafeteria non-stop. After all, he got up late this morning and didn't even have time to eat breakfast. But that's it, when he came to the cafeteria, he found that there was already a long line in the western food area, and he might not be able to catch it today.

"Hey, Xiao Mu, I came here very early today."

The person who called him was Lin Yalian, who worked as a waiter in the clothing flagship store on the first floor of the company. Seeing that she happened to be photographed in the western food area, Mu Maoyuan was overjoyed, and hurried over and handed her a sum of money: "Great, it just so happens that you I'm also in line, can you buy me a pizza? It's the one with ham."

Lin Yalian was really a beautiful girl, and she was so kind. She took the money from Mu Maoyuan and giggled: "What kind of ham? It's called bacon, do you understand?"

Mu Maoyuan blushed: "Okay, okay, I know you're good at English, so don't laugh at me."

Mu Maoyuan still remembers Lin Yalian's expression when she knew what she said to the interviewer, "gambling is poisonous". Especially after knowing that the interviewer was fluent in Chinese, and asked him to speak Chinese too...

After Lin Yalian bought a pizza on her behalf, the two casually found Zhang Kuanda's table and sat down, having lunch. Mu Maoyuan ate bacon pizza, of course, and Lin Yalian tasted a steak. Mu Maoyuan saw that the meat was still a little red when he cut it with a knife, and frowned, "Why is this steak not cooked yet? How do you cook it in the kitchen?" ?”

Lin Yalian was just about to eat the beef, but she was taken aback when she heard the words, and then giggled.

Mu Maoyuan was naturally baffled, but because of his expression, Lin Yalian laughed even harder. After his inexplicable expression turned into depression, Lin Yalian giggled and said: "You idiot, this is called eight points Cooked! According to the way of eating authentic Western food, foreigners do not fry the beef until it is fully cooked, saying that it tastes bad and loses nutrition.”

Mu Maoyuan frowned: "Although I don't quite understand it, it seems to make sense, but... After all, I'm not fully cooked, can it really be delicious? Are you afraid of spoiling your stomach?"

Lin Yalian blinked her eyebrows, turned to the side of the steak that she hadn't cut, and said softly, "Why don't you try a piece?"

Mu Maoyuan blushed again.

"Well……"

It's better to choose one or the other between a beast and a beast. Mu Maoyuan chose the latter. After he really delivered a half-ripe steak to his mouth, he suddenly realized that he was indeed far from being a beast.

"Hmm... so fishy... um... although it's quite tender... but it's really fishy! Mmm... is this eight mature? Oh my god..."

Mu Maoyuan's expression at this moment is like a face on a concave-convex mirror, any expression can be displayed on it, Lin Yalian couldn't help but smile, and said: "It seems that it is really a mouse to eat this for you." As for the barley, do you know how much this steak will cost if you put it in the store outside us?"

Even if he has never been there, Mu Maoyuan can certainly imagine how expensive an authentic western restaurant can be.

"Anyway, I really can't stand it, the smell is too heavy."

Lin Yalian smiled and cut off a piece of the entrance: "You can't stand it? I have been to that restaurant. In addition to medium-rare steaks, there are also steaks that are seven-year-old, five-year-old, and even three-year-old steaks!"

Mu Maoyuan was stunned: "Are you kidding me? Three mature? Wouldn't it be the same as raw? Then who can eat it! Unless..."

Just then, a little girl sat down at the dining table.

After a moment of daze, Mu Maoyuan realized that although the girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she was obviously not an employee of the company, so she should be a child who came to the company to find her parents.

"Hey, kid, you come to the cafeteria to eat too, this is what you eat..."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Maoyuan became dumb suddenly.

The surface of the steak is a beautiful burnt brown, with sweet gravy floating on the surface. However, when the girl lifts the knife and fork, the inside is indeed bright red like the tender meat color of watermelon flesh. Around the disk, there was even bright red juice squeezed out by the table knife.

Chewing, listening to the sound of bright red blood bubbling in the girl's mouth, Mu Maoyuan's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and said: "My God, girl, your meat is not cooked at all!?"

The girl glanced at him, didn't make a sound, and continued to eat meat, while Lin Yalian giggled and said, "This is a three-rare steak, Xiao Mu, how are you, are you scared?"

Is this the three maturity? Except for the thin layer on the outermost circle, it is basically a whole piece of raw meat!

"Little girl, aren't you afraid of bad stomach if you eat such raw meat? It's your first time eating steak. Could it be that you picked the wrong one? It doesn't matter if you pick the wrong one. Brother can buy another piece for you. We don't have to force ourselves. so……"

"Xiao Mu!"

Lin Yalian kicked him vigorously under the table, Mu Maoyuan was taken aback, but she heard her say: "I didn't see his children eating so deliciously, what are you worrying about?"

Indeed, the girl swallowed a 200-gram piece of steak in just this moment. This is four taels of raw meat, and the girl ate it up so easily, completely frightening Mu Maoyuan.

"Son, this steak..."

"This is Spanish black pork ribs, slow-cooked at low temperature. Black pork is paired with Verla white wine from Spain. It is the quintessence of Spanish food. The standard procedure is to cook the black pork ribs at 63 degrees for 12 hours. , so that the meat is balanced inside and outside, the outer skin is crispy, and at the same time, the inner moisture is properly maintained.

After saying that, after drinking the table wine and wiping her mouth, the girl casually glanced at Mu Maoyuan and said, "So, this is not a steak."

After speaking, she disappeared into the cafeteria just as suddenly as when she came.

Seeing the back of the girl running away to the door, Mu Maoyuan opened and closed his mouth silently several times, and finally said: "The steak we ate... seems not as...so..."

At this time, Lin Yalian sighed embarrassingly.

"That's why I kicked you just now, Xiaomu. Although I don't know where that girl got this dish, she must be a relative of our company's senior management?"

Mu Maoyuan blinked: "Our company's management... seems to have just come from the United States not long ago, a group of... NBA or NBC or something... foreigners?"

Lin Yalian blinked her eyes: "I knew that no matter whether it's our canteen or the newly opened western restaurant across the street, there is no medium-rare steak for sale, because Chinese people definitely don't eat it."

In this way, Mu Maoyuan looked around in astonishment, at the dining car in the western food area and the colleagues around him, and finally looked back at Lin Yalian with a wry smile on his face.

"Well... Anyway, I know, I really don't want to eat..."