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Chapter 2 - 2. An Encounter with Huang Guilong

Martina squatted in the carport for more than an hour, but still did not fix her bike. Originally, she wanted to buy a new car, but it was time to return to France after the Chinese New Year. It would not take a few days to buy a new car. Moreover, there were few people in school during the winter vacation and it was not easy to sell it to other international students, so she decided on her own Repair the car.

Huang Guilong and a group of migrant workers walked through the carport. Today they were working on the seventh floor of the International Student Building. As soon as his eyes contacted Martina, he immediately turned away and pretended not to recognize her. Martina shouted excitedly: "Huang Guilong, how are you? Okay?" Huang Guilong didn't answer. Hu Xiangfu, the contractor on the side, said: "Ho, Guilong, I can't see that your kid is talented in college. In a few days, I will catch a foreign girl." Huang Guilong blushed, ignored Hu Xiangfu, and walked quickly into the building. Martina didn't understand Hu Xiangfu's words, so she rushed forward and asked Huang Guilong: "Do you know how to repair a bicycle? My car is broken. Of course, I can pay you." Huang Guilong walked into the carport with her and looked at her. The car said: "The chain is broken. I don't have tools now. Let's talk about it after I get off work."

After dark, Huang Guilong repaired Martina's bicycle. Martina rode around in the courtyard in front of the building, and then stopped the car in front of Huang Guilong: "How much should I pay you?"

"If you don't pay, you don't want to pay for a small job." Huang Guilong's face blushed again.

"This is not possible, you work for me, I should pay you, ten yuan, OK?" Martina earnestly took out ten yuan and handed it to Huang Guilong. Huang Guilong remembered the box of yogurt she ate that day. She shrank her hand and the paper money floated to the ground. Martina picked up the money and handed it to Huang Guilong again. Huang Guilong held the money, folded it in half and said softly, "Then I'm welcome!" He took the money from Tuck it in the collar and put it in the pocket of the underwear. Martina smiled: "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight, go to my dormitory, will you cook Chinese food?" Huang Guilong hesitated, he wanted to go back to the workshop earlier, or hire the foreman Hu Xiangfu I scolded for a long time, but only then took the money from the family, embarrassed to refuse, he hesitantly followed Martina upstairs.

Huang Guilong's father is a chef in a small town in the countryside of Gaoyou. His craftsmanship is a bit famous in a radius of more than a dozen miles. There is a wedding or funeral in the village and it is indispensable to ask him for help. Huang Guilong often followed his father to run banquets for others, and also learned a lot of cooking skills. In the year he graduated from elementary school, Dad deliberately let him go to a small town to go to school as a chef and inherit his father's career, but Huang Guilong insisted that he didn't want to be the leader of his life like Dad. He learned craftsmanship from his fellow villager Hu Xiangfu for several years. He worked as a woodworking and cement painter. Later, Hu Xiangfu came to Shanghai to work and became a contractor, so he brought Huang Guilong out to work as a minor. Hu Xiangfu knew that Huang Guilong had a little cooking skill. In addition to work, he was asked to make some small dishes and wine for him at intervals. Huang Guilong never dared to say "no", "Who let himself work for a contractor? ."

In Martina's refrigerator, there are a few onions that have been kept for an unknown period of time, some potatoes and a piece of frozen beef. Martina said that she eats in the international student restaurant most of the time. Now it's winter vacation. There are few students and the restaurant does not serve any delicious dishes. She has to eat sometimes at the snack bar in front of the school and sometimes cook in her room. food.

Huang Guilong peels the onion and washes it, cuts it into very fine shreds of onion, and divides the beef into two, half cut into shredded beef and fried onion, half add potato pieces to make curry beef soup, wait for the rice to cook in the rice cooker Later, Huang Guilong's dishes were also ready. Martina stared at it, yelling "Magic, Magic". She wanted to throw away these things, but Huang Guilong made such delicious dishes. Huang Guilong did not want to stay for dinner after he finished cooking. He was afraid that he would be scolded by the contractor if he went back late. Martina said: "The things I spend money on, the food you cook, we should eat together to be fair, otherwise I have to pay you for the cooking."

Both of them ate this meal very happily. Huang Guilong also drank a little Martina's French wine. Martina asked him: "Will you come to me every day to cook? After cooking, we will eat together, like today same."

Huang Guilong said: "What can I do, I am a countryman. I work here. After I paint this building, I will go to work elsewhere. How can I come to your place where a foreigner lives every day?"

Martina was puzzled: "Why are people from Shanghai calling you countrymen, aren't you all Chinese?"

"Shanghainese have Shanghai registered permanent residence, and we are country people without registered permanent residence."

"What is Hukou? Is it an ID card? Don't you have an ID card?"

Huang Guilong didn't know how to explain to this foreigner, so he simply said: "I don't know how to speak Shanghainese, I am a countryman." Martina smiled and said, "I can speak a few Shanghai dialects. Am I a Shanghainese? "

After eating, Huang Guilong rushed to wash the hot pot and bowls. Martina said: "The habit of our French is that the cooks don't wash the dishes and the washers don't cook." Huang Guilong refused, he thought about today. Earning ten yuan and eating a meal for nothing, it is impossible to justify not doing more work.

When she walked out of the gate of the International Student Building, the middle-aged woman at the service desk stared at Huang Guilong displeasedly for a long time. Huang Guilong ran a long way away, and she felt the fierce gaze stabbing behind her.

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