The hotels in Port City are still keeping pace with the times, at least they are familiar to Yi Roujing. Five people directly asked for a suite. Of course, the price is also touchingly expensive, but safety is the most important thing when you go out.

Yi Roujing and her group lived in the bustling Tsim Sha Tsui. After putting down their luggage, they went down to visit. The streets of Gangcheng are very different from those of Beijing. The buildings along the street are already very modern. The most intuitive feeling of Yi Roujing is that there are really many people in Gangcheng.

Yi Roujing held Baozi tightly, and Baozi looked around curiously all the way, which was very different from what he had seen before. He also felt the taste of riding a tram. There were some European-style buildings along the street. Of course, the gap between the rich and the poor is really big. I have seen tall buildings, simple wooden houses, and even boathouses.

There were many foreigners walking on the street. Baozi saw a person with yellow hair and blue eyes for the first time, but he looked at him politely and then whispered to Yi Roujing to solve his doubts.

Yi Roujing was not surprised, so she picked up the bun and explained in a low voice for a while. Xu Ancheng looked at the whispering mother and son gently curled the curve of the corners of his mouth.

Po Zi Song and Li Zhongwu were surprised by Yi Roujing and Baozi's calmness, and then they felt that they were the daughter-in-law and eldest grandson of Minister Xu's family, and their vision was different.

Even if the beauty of Xu Ancheng and his family of three is placed in the Harbor City, it is worth looking back on the street. There are also many foreigners talking while passing by them. Of course, in Yi Roujing's ears, it is a language of praise.

On the first day, Xu Ancheng did not plan to act, but simply accompanied Yi Roujing and Baozi to look around, eat and drink.

I ate lunch and dinner outside. At noon, I found a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant I handed over, and at night I ate at the meal by the beach. I sat by the window and looked sideways and saw Victoria Harbor. Of course, it is not as prosperous as the future generations now.

Dinner is a Western food, and it is the first time everyone has eaten it, of course Yi Roujing is not.

Xu Ancheng is a smart person. He paid attention to the dining etiquette of others before serving the food. Of course, he has learned the etiquette of Western food, but it is theoretical and not in specific practice. However, after reading it once, he will know how to operate it.

After the waiters served the dishes one after another, Xu Ancheng did it freely, and there was no need for Yi Roujing and the buns to do it. He made it with all his power, such as cutting the steak, dividing it and putting it on the plates of two people one by one.

Baozi was confused. After seeing his father's actions, he obediently picked up the fork and fork beef and ate it. Yi Roujing could do it. So in the eyes of others, Yi Roujing and the other two looked like authentic port city.

"The food made by grandma is delicious." After leaving the Western restaurant, the buns summarized it very pertinently.

Xu Ancheng and Yi Roujing smiled when they heard this, "Just try it, of course they are not as good as Chinese food."

"Swish, the country bun."

As soon as Yi Roujing's words fell, a tender contempt suddenly sounded from the side. Yi Roujing and the other two turned their heads and looked at him. He was a little fat man in a suit. Looking at his five or six years old, he was saying this at the bun.

But the expression of Baozi has not changed at all, as if the other party is not talking about him.

"What about you? Do you think you are a bun."

"Little fat man." Baozi replied calmly at the chubby boy, "You look much like a bun than me."

Yi Roujing looked away and looked at the boy who was jumping with anger on the other side. She couldn't help but want to laugh. If it was a white suit, it really looked like a bun moving around.

"You, you, you..." The boy was so angry, "You are the bun, the bun."

"Well, I'm a bun, my nickname is Baozi." Baozi nodded very honestly and admitted.

The boy opposite was stunned when he heard this, then he leaned closer to look at the buns carefully, thinking that he was very interesting, "If it weren't for your good looks, I wanted to hit you just now, but you actually said that our Western restaurant is not as good as the food your grandmother cooks. You are an insult to our restaurant."

Baozi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this person was not friendly to him even though he had seen him for the first time. "Your food is still delicious, but the first time I ate it, I was not used to it, and the taste was different, and there was no insult."

"I also said that you are not a local bun, but you actually ate Western food for the first time." The boy muttered softly.

Baozi frowned slightly, "So you have been eating Western food to become the fat guy you are now?"

"You, you, you..." The boy was so angry that he jumped up because of the words of Baozi.

"Ahao." A fashionable woman came over anxiously, and when she saw the little boy in a suit, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Why didn't you tell her mother and just run around? My mother was worried so much."

"Don't talk to people casually, I don't know who they are." The woman wearing a red suit, curly hair and high heels walked up to the boy and looked at Yi Roujing's family of three with bad eyes.

At first, I didn't see clearly from the side. When I saw the front face, I was shocked by the face of the family of three. In order to show that I raised my head slightly and vented my nose.

"What are you talking nonsense? You are the casual person. What are you not aware of your son? You gave birth to a son as old as me. Is it shameless?" The boy looked at the woman and rolled his eyes. When he looked at the bun, he apologized slightly, "Don't pay attention to this crazy person."

"Ahao, how could you say that..."

"Then you still say that I am a friend." The boy "cut" and ignored her.

"I tell you that our Western food is the best in Hong Kong City. It must be because you just ate it wrong. I'll invite you to taste the best Western food." The boy looked at the bun and said seriously, with a sense of persistence in his eyes.

"But I'm full today." Baozi felt a little embarrassed. He had some objections to the boy, but just now, Baozi was no longer angry.

"Then come to eat tomorrow at noon tomorrow." The boy insisted, "Uncle, aunt, you can come again tomorrow."

Xu Ancheng and Yi Roujing did not get involved in the matter between the children, so the boy was speechless before and they didn't say anything. Baozi understood the meaning of his parents' eyes and made a decision, "Okay, we'll have dinner tomorrow at noon."

The boy was happy when he heard this, "I'm sure you can taste the best Western food tomorrow."

"By the way, my name is Chen Jiahao, what are your name?"

"My name is Xu Muyi."

Two children who exchanged names

On the way back to the hotel, Baozi was a little looking forward to it, looking forward to seeing each other tomorrow, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously reminiscent of it.

"It seems you don't hate that Chen Jiahao." How could Yi Roujing not find out about her son's good mood?

"Well, he has a straight temper, and he looks like a short-term protector, so that's OK." Baozi commented like a little adult.
Chapter completed!