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第545章 烤乳鸽（5月14日11更3000字求订阅）

After being caught as a young man, the happiest thing is the second after the dust settles.At [-]:[-] in the morning, Sun Li'en finished his night shift, and he was in a very beautiful mood.

Finally, I no longer have to rely on plain steamed stuffed buns for breakfast with black coffee.This alone is enough to make Sun Lien feel happy from the bottom of his heart.Although the taste of emergency doctors is quite strong, the taste of vegetarian buns with black coffee is really scary.I used to eat this in the morning, on the one hand because it is fast, and on the other hand because it is convenient.You can buy it downstairs, and you can eat half of it on the way.After eating the last half bun with black coffee, I felt full and refreshed.There's no downside to it except it tastes bad.

Of course, being able to pay attention is still a little bit more.Sun Li'en and Yuan Ping'an said hello, and then watched other colleagues come to meet him one by one.Only then did he turn around and leave the emergency room, and went to the diagnostic center to drag Brun out.

"Hey, you said earlier that you wanted to invite me to dinner." Sitting in Sun Li'en's car, Bruen turned from a high nervousness to a relieved expression, "I thought you were asking me to fight."

"People often ask you to fight?" Sun Lien asked with a smile, "Your appearance is quite intimidating."

"Hey, I used to go to bars and fight with people when I was in the Caribbean." Brunn patted his biceps with a smile, and then said depressedly, "But I'm not very suitable for fighting."

"Not suitable?" Sun Lien was dissatisfied immediately, "You are not suitable for fighting? During the Chinese New Year, you punched that fake doctor on the ground in the village, right?" Sun Lien waved his hand while talking. Waving his right hand, "What is that thing called...superman punch?"

Bruen smiled "simply and honestly", "It's just jumping up and punching someone in the face, there is no name for the trick." He leaned back, swayed his body, and led Sun Lien The car shook twice before continuing, "The main reason why I am not suitable for fighting is because I tend to cry when I am excited."

"...What?" Sun Lien's eyes widened, "Crying?"

"Yeah, cry." Bruen sighed, "Can you imagine me crying and smashing someone's head with a beer bottle?"

Faced with this kind of question, Sun Lien could only shake his head.Bruen's appearance... he can easily imagine hitting someone's head with a beer bottle, but how to smash it while crying is really... unimaginable.

"This should be a conditioned reflex. Some people will not say a word when facing danger, some people will become chatterboxes, and some people may faint directly... I belong to that small group that is particularly prone to crying Yes." Bruen sighed, "Although I don't think it's a terrible thing to throw wine bottles on the heads of those thieves and liars-they didn't hit me either. But it's easy to cry when I'm excited It's really annoying." He looked at Sun Li'en and asked very, very seriously, "Will you take a look for me? Is there something wrong with me?"

Sun Li'en smiled wryly, "Where is this disease? If there is, I would like to make it into a biochemical weapon or something. Enemy soldiers will cry as soon as they shoot. This is simply invincible, okay?" He patted Brunn on the shoulder while parking in the garage and said earnestly, "Actually, isn't this pretty good? Try to minimize the number of fights. You used to hit other people's heads with beer bottles, but If you still beat people frequently in the future, not to mention whether the Chinese police uncles will spare you, what if someone hits your head with a beer bottle?"

Bruen thought about it for a few seconds, and then spread his hands indifferently, "That's right." He looked at Sun Lien's parked car and asked, "That's it? Boss, what are you going to treat me to for breakfast?" ?”

"This is a good place that Director Han told me." Sun Lien pointed to the sign upstairs, "A restaurant specializing in Guangdong morning tea."

"Cantonese morning tea?" Brunn's eyes lit up when he heard the word "Cantonese" now, "Do you have roasted duck rice?"

"..." Sun Lien stared at this bear-like American expert, not knowing what to say for a long time.After holding back for a long time, he nodded, "Maybe."

Bruen happily opened the car door, and jumped out of the car with a sharp movement that didn't match his figure, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up! If you're late, all the roast ducks will be robbed!"

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"I'm sorry, sir, our siu mei is only served after two o'clock in the afternoon." The well-dressed waiter looked at Sun Lien and Brunn with a serious face apologetically, "It's nine twenty in the morning, There is no siu mei now.”

"Then there's no roast duck, what about roast goose?" Bruen didn't seem to give up, he continued to ask.

"nor."

"Where's the roast meat?"

"No."

"Then..." Bruen looked like he was about to cry, "Is there always char siew?"

The waiter looked at Sun Lien with some embarrassment, "Sir...this..."

"You can have this." Sun Lien glanced at the waiter, and he could see that if he didn't eat roast meat today, Bruen would really dare to cry here - the kind of crying while waving the wine bottle. "Talk to the chef and order your siu mei platter. It doesn't matter if you can't make it in a while, we can wait."

Anyway, Bruen had to be calmed down.Sun Li'en was a little helpless, originally he wanted to reward this guy for returning to the diagnostic center early last night to be on duty, who would have thought that Lao Bu would be so excited because of a roast duck rice.

"Roasted duck is a good thing." Seemingly seeing through Sun Lien's thoughts, Bruen said seriously to him, "You haven't lived in the United States so you don't understand--roasted duck is a good thing."

People in the United States and Europe have the habit of eating duck meat, but due to various reasons, there are not many farmers and farms raising ducks in the American continent and the European continent.The main sources of duck meat imports for these two regions are Thailand and Brazil.Usually people in the western world eat duck meat, basically there are only two choices-cooked duck breast mixed in salads and various finished dishes, or expensive French dishes, such as confit duck legs Category.

Over time, duck meat has gradually become extreme in foreign countries.Either choose duck breasts that are not tasty at all, or duck meat that rich people go out to hunt.At least in the United States, the middle class prefers to choose turkey that is to die for and tasteless at all, and they don't like to try duck.

Then, Chinese food came along.Peking duck has quickly become the top representative of Chinese cuisine in the eyes of [-]% of Westerners with a degree of popularity that is unimaginable to Chinese.Followed by Cantonese roast meat.

Americans can't figure out why Chinese food can make soft and sticky duck meat with a unique duck smell so delicious.But this did not prevent them from falling in love with the duck in Chinese food quickly.

"Roasting duck is like an apocalypse, you know." Bruen sincerely explained the importance of roast duck to Sun Lien.When you hear a member of the Communist Party of America describe roast duck as "apocalyptic," you know he's serious. "It revealed to me a very important fact - the world is very big, so big that I can't imagine it with my poor thinking. When I ate roast duck for the first time in Cambridge, I made up my mind. You must come to China to take a look." He said seriously to Sun Lien, "Roast duck is the beginning of my fate with China."

Sun Li'en smiled stiffly, and decided not to make any comments on this - Dr. Pascal came to China for pandas anyway.Why are you, Bruen, just staring at the ducks?
It's not impossible...but the contrast is a bit too big.

While thinking about it, Sun Li'en ordered seven or eight morning tea dishes.The must-have chicken feet are there, and I ordered a bunch of money belly and the like.Except for a piece of hot green vegetables and a piece of red rice sausage, in order to suit Brunn's taste, all of them were ordered as meat.

"This pigeon can be eaten right now." After looking at the menu, Sun Lien happily asked Brunn, "Can I order one for you?"

"Pigeon?" Bruen frowned and muttered words like "pigeon" a few times, "Is this a common ingredient? Is it too cruel?"

"It's not the kind of pigeon that flies in the square, it's a breed specially bred for food." Sun Li'en finally placed an order, "You'll know when you try it later."

Bruen showed a look of unbearable expression, "You must know that in the western world, doves have very important symbolic meanings. Although I don't believe in God, it is said that doves were the first to bring Noah an olive branch—they symbolize Hope, peace and security..."

Brun has been mumbling about how much he likes pigeons. He even raised a few pigeons on his family's farm, which are said to be very good breeds.

I don't know where people ate passenger pigeons from the world's largest poultry group to extinction.Sun Lien was slandering in his stomach, but because of Lao Bu's hard work last night, Sun Lien decided to let him go first - there are so many delicious foods, there is no need to worry about being unable to stop his mouth.

Finally, the roasted pigeon that was cut into four was served.Cantonese cuisine is always a bit clever in this kind of place. The roast squab that was promised is actually marinated first and then poured out with hot oil.While making outsiders unclear about how to do it, it can also take the opportunity to shock people.

Brun closed his mouth, and after his nose twitched twice, before Sun Lien persuaded him to try it, his confidant stretched out his hand to the pigeon, "It smells pretty good."

A quarter of a pigeon disappeared in Brunn's mouth within 1 minute.He widened his eyes, sucked his oily fingers twice, and then continued to catch the remaining pigeons.

Sun Li'en only got a chubby little pigeon's head and a neck about two centimeters long under the head.The remaining squab was down to a few bones within 5 minutes.

"Didn't you say that doves represent peace, hope and..." Sun Lien was a little shocked by Bruen's speed, and he wanted to ask what made the red-necked man suddenly change his attitude.

In the next second, Brunn explained the question in a straightforward tone, "If I knew this food was so delicious, Noah would have eaten up all the pigeons on the boat!" The Northeast dialect that was walking on the board shouted, "Old girl, here are five more roasted pigeons!"

　The condition is better today, and it is confirmed that it is rhinitis and pharyngitis... There is no fever, but the snot is like a flood that has opened the gate - I have used up a pack and a half of large toilet paper in a day...

　　I hope tomorrow will be better, I will update 3K2 today
　　
　
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