The comments were disturbed, which made Bai Renzong a little unhappy, but in fact, the most fundamental problem was that the Thai cuisine was all sour, and his stomach was churning. So after eating this restaurant, Bai Renzong took everyone to a small roadside shop, bought a few fried noodles to neutralize the stomach acid.

"This fried noodles are pretty good, and they are not greasy as they are enough." Bai Renzong said while eating.

"The boss was so angry when he heard this." Wang Bei couldn't help laughing, "Their high-end Thai food and you still have so many opinions. You can have fun eating fried noodles bought at this roadside stall."

"Because the simpler things are, the less you can find any problem. For example, the marshmallows, what do you think it can tell?" Bai Renzong explained, and then ate the last few bites, "Okay, eat and drink enough. Go out for a walk in the afternoon? Do you have any places to go to in Bangkok?"

"Hey, husband, is the Taj Mahal here?" Han Jiayi asked curiously.

"..." Bai Renzong stared at Han Jiayi for a while, "The Taj Mahal belongs to India."

"Then why is it called the Taj Mahal??" Han Jiayi widened her eyes.

"Because that concubine is called Taj." Bai Renzong explained, "that was the tomb built for her."

"Oh..." Han Jiayi responded and quickly covered her face: "Sorry, will you dislike me?"

"I think you are very cute." Bai Renzong touched her little head and smiled.

"Hmph..." Han Jiayi then smiled, "Then go and go and have a walk around? Buy some local specialties."

After a while, they found a cafe and sat down to rest for a while. At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the second restaurant.

This is a French restaurant called "le-normandie".

"It feels really strange to come to Thailand to eat French cuisine." Bai Renzong frowned and said to himself.

However, since it was recommended by Chef Adam, Bai Renzong believed that there must be his reason. However, as soon as Bai Renzong stepped into the restaurant, the manager was shocked, as if he was a ghost.

Looking at the other party's expression, Bai Renzong knew that the other party had recognized him, and his heart sank at that time.

As expected, when Bai Renzong ordered a good meal and was about to start eating, the manager was guarding the side.

"No, why are you standing and watching?" Bai Renzong turned to the manager and frowned, "Can you change the place?"

The other party muttered a few words in English, and Han Jiayi whispered: "He said he was to serve us better."

Bai Renzong rolled his eyes, then turned to the manager, and said with a serious expression: "Tell me honestly, how did you recognize me? I don't believe that I can become a small country like Thailand."

After the manager explained patiently for a while, Han Jiayi translated: "He said that Michelin restaurants have their own circles, and they will communicate more frequently, and then, put, put..."

Speaking of this, Han Jiayi stammered, Bai Renzong's face darkened: "What are you doing?"

"Take those... that's, comparison..." Han Jiayi racked her brains to the wording, "record the more harsh foodies, post them on a website, and then be wary of it in advance."

Although Han Jiayi translated it as "severe", Bai Renzong knew that the original words must be derogatory words such as "poisonous" or "troll".

Han Jiayi continued: "It seems to be popular in Country M., because there are many such foodies on Twitter, so gradually everyone... developed this habit so that they can take care of it."

"Okay, in the future, not only will I have to pretend to visit a shop in China, but I will not be worried abroad." Bai Renzong rolled his eyes.

After the day's visit, everyone returned to the hotel to prepare for a rest in the evening.

"Oh, what kind of shitty shop is this?..." Bai Renzong threw himself on the bed and sighed, "There was someone staring at him all the way, like a supervisor. He was so annoyed..."

"Isn't it enough for you to tell the truth?" Han Jiayi lay on his back and smiled.

"Oh, you either don't know me, or people who are soft but not hard." Bai Renzong said helplessly, "These managers are just beside them, so I don't have the nerve to say so ruthlessly."

"But you have already said ruthlessly enough..." Han Jiayi muttered in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Bai Renzong frowned, overturned Han Jiayi on the bed, and then pressed her hand to press her under him, "Where are you standing? You are my wife! It seems that I haven't educated you for a long time, right?"

"Yes." Han Jiayi pursed her lips and smiled, "Why have you stopped educating me these days?"

"Of course, it's time to wait for the wedding day." Bai Renzong raised his eyebrows and smiled with a malicious intention.

"Are you going to kill me?" Han Jiayi was amused by him. "On the wedding night, the man actually gave his wife a month's savings."

"Naughty." Bai Renzong shaved her nose, "It's half a month left, so you'd better not be too arrogant."

"There's half a month left..." Han Jiayi smiled mischievously, "Are you sure you want to endure it until that time?"

"Well... I'm a little unsure." Bai Renzong thought for a while and said.

"Then I'll help you solve it?" Han Jiayi raised her eyebrows.

"Well, please." Bai Renzong touched her head and smiled, "This is the last time before marriage."

"I don't believe it..." Han Jiayi glanced at him sideways and crawled downwards.

At noon the next day, Bai Renzong came to the "gate" of the last store they were going to visit.

Influenced by yesterday's shop visit, Bai Renzong no longer had much hope for this trip to Bangkok. He just wanted to end this trip to Thailand quickly, and then return to Beichang City to return to daily live broadcasts and videos until the wedding arrived.

However, the store I am going to visit today is a bit special. It is actually a food truck...

And they came over at 11:30, but there were already thirty or forty people in front of the dining cart.

There were only three people on the dining car, a big bearded, greasy white middle-aged man, a beautiful Latino young woman with curly hair and a slightly fat body, and a little boy in his early teens, probably a family of three. The three of them cooperated very well in the dining car, and each performed their duties to deal with the large number of guests in front of the dining car.

"Cuban sandwiches...and this store only sells Cuban sandwiches. Don't look at the food truck, it's a one-star Michelin." Bai Renzong explained to the audience behind the camera, and then turned to Han Jiayi: "Mumu, let me introduce you to you? What is a Cuban sandwich?"

"Pick up Roy Choi's roast pork and ham with a baguette, then give two slices of cheese and sour cucumber, and then bake it in a press-pressed oven. After it is ready, it will be a Cuban sandwich." Han Jiayi explained with a slight explanation and pointed to the dining cart.

Bai Renzong looked at it and could vaguely see the chef's production process on the dining car from the car window, so he stood by and observed it curiously.

The chef first took out a large piece of pork with fat and leanness soaked in an unknown liquid. It should be the pickled pork shoulder. Bai Renzong could see oranges, lemons, orange peels and some green powder in the liquid.

Then, the chef put such a large piece of pork directly into the oven, baked for fifteen minutes and took it out, then poured the roasted juice on the pork to reduce the temperature of the pork, and then put it in the oven for fifteen minutes before it was officially released.

After baking, slice and fry until crispy, then remove and place on the baguette cut in half, then spread two slices of cheese, two slices of sour cucumber, and coat with mustard sauce. After that, coat the bread with butter and bake in a plated oven for five minutes. It’s done.

Bai Renzong lined up here for twenty minutes and finally bought ten sandwiches.

"The cheese just melted, and the bread turned golden and not burnt." Bai Renzong said as he observed the sandwich in his hand, and then suddenly smelled the fragrance of the sandwich, and his saliva fell.

"Okay, audiences, I won't say much, I'll taste it first." Bai Renzong swallowed and then took a big bite.

"I'll go..." Bai Renzong sighed with his eyes closed, "Is this fucking delicious?"

Han Jiayi was a little surprised: This was the first time she saw Bai Renzong swearing in the live broadcast...

"The baguette is covered with butter on the outside, cheese is pasted on the inside, and baked in a press-plate oven, so it is soft inside and outside, not as dry and hard as the baguette you have ever seen, and it exudes a strong wheat aroma inside." Bai Renzong said this and chewed it again, then continued: "Pork, marinated with olive oil, orange juice, lemon juice, oregano, orange peel, garlic, coriander, cumin, pepper, and coarse salt, baked very tender and juicy, fat but not greasy, and the aroma is everywhere in his mouth when he eats it."

"After the pork is roasted, it is fryed in the pan. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is amazing when you bite it and the gravy is mixed with cheese," Bai Renzong said, and chewed several big bites. "Think about it, pork is marinated with so many ingredients, roasted and fryed first, and then wrapped with cheese and sour cucumbers and heated. It is obviously a ingredient, but it is repeatedly processed in such a complicated process. How could it be not delicious?"

After three bites of food, Bai Renzong pointed to the dining car and said, "Xiaobei, hurry up, go buy ten more copies! The ingredients will be sold out later."

"Oh!" Wang Bei responded and turned to his boyfriend, "Old Wang, go quickly!"

Bai Renzong continued: "To be honest, this sandwich is really the ultimate. This is really the biggest surprise of this trip to Thailand, especially after experiencing those two failed shop visits yesterday."

As he said that, Bai Renzong bit the sandwich and pulled it away: "Look, this cheese, the brushed...the details are handled perfectly."

Bai Renzong ate the sandwich in big mouthfuls and said, "Just... it surprised me. Because in my opinion, sandwiches were originally the kind of food that was easy to make and convenient. As a result... they could be made so delicious. No matter how simple the thing is, it is a work of art to the extreme."

Barrage: "Lao Bai used to be so greedy only when he ate the rice made by Mumu." "I saliva flowed out."

"Okay, okay, don't watch it." Bai Renzong waved to the camera, "Eat it, eat it."

Then Bai Renzong grabbed the third portion and added: "Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm telling Xiaobei, not to tell you. I know you can't eat it, it doesn't matter, I'll help you eat it."

Barrage: "???"

"It's really delicious..." Han Jiayi muttered a little dissatisfied.

"It's so delicious!" Wang Bei exclaimed after taking a bite, "I can eat five more portions!" As she said that, she turned her head and shouted to Wang Nan: "Old Wang! Buy twenty portions instead! It's super delicious!"

"To be honest, this is the best sandwich I have ever eaten." Bai Renzong said while gnawing on the sandwich, "I can only say that people only sell Cuban sandwiches. This is really... to the extreme. It tastes delicious, so delicious."

At that time, Han Jiayi was sour at the side: What, she actually said that the sandwiches made by others were the best... Wait for me, and when you go back, you can make a better dish for you to see!

"Ah, I really can't eat it." Bai Renzong breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, look at this sandwich, it actually has a lot of portions. There are so many meats in one, and it only has meat and sour cucumbers, and there are no fresh vegetables such as lettuce and tomatoes, but it tastes not greasy at all. I didn't expect that I could eat three..."

As he said that, Bai Renzong was a little excited: "Mumu, we are waiting here. I want to talk to this chef later."

"Oh..." Han Jiayi muttered on the side.

The business of this store is really good. When it sells for about a little while, all the materials will be sold out.

Of course, there are also factors that the four of them bought thirty sandwiches.

Of course, he didn't finish eating it in the end, but Bai Renzong felt that he could continue to eat this at night.

When the food truck started to clean up, Bai Renzong stepped forward and said hello to the other party.

Bai Renzong first revealed his identity, and then asked the other party why he drove the dining car.

The chef is named Kyle Vegala, and is an old friend of Adam Lucas. He used to be a chef in the largest Samsung Michelin restaurant in Bangkok, but the owner of the restaurant pointed at him and stopped him from developing his own new menu. The menu has remained unchanged for many years, and was finally defeated by Michelin. The boss then turned the blame on him and resigned in anger.

But because of the bankruptcy crisis, Kyle finally decided to do something, so he drove a food truck to sell sandwiches. After selling it for a few years, his business became better and better, so even his family came out to help him.

"I want to express my respect to him." Bai Renzong smiled at Han Jiayi, "I admire a chef like him, who is very romantic. This is probably a real chef. Making money is secondary. What is really important is to make the dishes you want to make."

Han Jiayi glared at him fiercely: You have never expressed your respect to me!

But Bai Renzong then added: "Just like you and Yang Hua."

"This is almost the same..." Han Jiayi's face relaxed a little, and then helped Bai Renzong translate for a while.

Kyle smiled, stepped forward and shook hands with him, expressing that he was welcome to taste again at any time.

After packing up the food truck, Kyle drove away.

At this moment, Bai Renzong was full of inspiration. He had already figured out how to write this review: "What does the darling of the God's tongue look like?"

(Thanks to the 2 monthly tickets from Misty Mountain, Misty Rain and Half of the City, Xiaoxin Dada丨)

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