Many people come.

Wang Jianye was naturally very welcome.

In the morning he cooked six dishes, one meat, one vegetable, one cold dish, one soup, one dessert and one side dish.

Let’s change the style in the afternoon.

Wang Jianye made four kinds of dumplings: pork and green onion, vegetarian three fresh, Spanish mackerel, and beef and mushroom fillings.

When doing it, not only did his apprentice Chen Xiaoyang help.

Master Qian and his apprentice Gao Qianjin from the next booth also came over to help at Wang Jianye's request.

With their help, Wang Jianye became much more efficient in making dumplings.

Many foreigners came to Wang Jianye's booth and watched Wang Jianye and his group busying around, but they didn't know what they were preparing.

Everyone was very curious and stood aside talking about it.

"What is this cooking master from China doing?"

“It seems like they are making some kind of pasta.”

“It looks so complicated.”

“I don’t know if it tastes good or not.”

"..."

Wang Jianye and his team are making dumplings seriously.

The dumplings cannot be shared with others until they are wrapped and cooked.

But the group of people still did not leave. They kept talking and imitating the movements with their hands, as if they were learning how to make dumplings from Wang Jianye.

This was a situation that had never occurred in front of the booths of other countries, which made them extremely envious.

Half an hour later, Wang Jianye and others had made more than 30 dumplings.

After cooking, Chen Xiaoyang distributed them one by one to the foreigners who were surrounding their booth.

These people can't wait any longer.

Some people couldn't wait to take a bite of the dumplings right out of the pot, and then they sizzled from the heat.

"Is this dumplings? They are really delicious."

"When you take a bite, it's full of fat and delicious."

“Why don’t I have this kind of food in my country?”

"I already know how Master Wang made it. I'm going to try making it myself when I get home."

"The one I'm eating is stuffed with pork."

"The one I'm eating is the one with vegetarian three-fresh filling."

"The one I'm eating is stuffed with beef."

"I want to try other fillings."

“Life is like a plate of dumplings. You never know what the next one will taste like.”

"..."

Many people said it was delicious after eating it.

However, the dumplings that Wang Jianye and his friends made were only enough for each person to try one.

If you want to eat more, definitely not.

After seeing so many people like the dumplings made by Wang Jianye, the culinary masters from other countries

I asked Wang Jianye how to make it.

Wang Jianye is generous with his advice.

His skill in making dumplings has reached legendary level.

It can be said that in this world, there is no filling that he cannot make, and no filling that he cannot make well.

And these people are culinary masters from various countries.

It was very easy and effortless for Wang Jianye to instruct them.

"Thank you, Master Wang. I have learned how to make it. When I return to China, I will introduce this kind of dumplings to my restaurant so that our people can have the opportunity to taste such delicious food."

A cooking master from an unknown country sincerely thanked Wang Jianye.

He also expressed his willingness to reciprocate and taught Wang Jianye one of his specialty dishes.

Although Wang Jianye didn't need him to teach, as long as he knew the names of the dishes, he could use the experience points to increase his skills and master them perfectly.

But since the other party was so enthusiastic, Wang Jianye agreed and learned from him how to make a dish called borscht.

This dish is based on beetroot with onions, carrots, potatoes and sausages, cooked in cream and pepper.

It is said to be very famous in their country.

Wang Jianye shared Chinese food with others, and others taught Wang Jianye some of their own country's food.

This is what an exhibition is, this is what a display and exchange of culinary culture from various countries is.

Mr. Chen asked Wang Jianye to prepare some authentic Chinese food at the reception of the expo, which would be tasted by representatives from various countries and local businessmen.

So Wang Jianye and his apprentice Chen Xiaoyang were taken to the kitchen of a restaurant in East Germany by Assistant Chen.

After looking over the ingredients in the kitchen, Wang Jianye wrote out a menu and said, "Please give it to Mr. Chen. If there are no problems, I will prepare the dishes according to the above."

The assistant immediately handed the menu to Mr. Chen for confirmation and there was no problem.

Wang Jianye has to make a total of eight dishes.

Squirrel fish, Kung Pao chicken, Wensi tofu, braised lion head, Dongpo pork, stir-fried green beans, Longjing shrimp, and sweet osmanthus lotus root.

Every one.

Wang Jianye has elevated it to a legendary level.

When cooking in a foreign country and bringing honor to Chinese cuisine, you must do it to the best of your ability.

It would be great if the foreigners who eat these dishes would be moved like bastards.

With Chen Xiaoyang's help.

Wang Jianye cooked these dishes one after another.

After finishing the work, Wang Jianye had nothing to do.

So I went back to the guesthouse.

"You're back. You must be exhausted today, right?"

Others only know that the food Wang Jianye cooks is delicious, but Chen Kejia is concerned about whether Wang Jianye is tired.

"Fortunately, this level is similar to when I was working at Fengze Garden."

Wang Jianye sat on a chair in the room.

Chen Kejia poured him a glass of water, massaged his shoulders to relax him, and said to Wang Jianye excitedly:
"There were so many people in front of your booth today. I wanted to get closer to see what was going on, but I couldn't squeeze in.
The stomachs of these foreigners are no different from those of our people. They can all be easily conquered by the food you cook.
It’s a pity that you are about to return to China. If they want to eat your cooking again, they may have to go to Fengze Garden in Beijing to eat it.”

Wang Jianye listened to Chen Kejia's chatter, closed his eyes and enjoyed the other's nimble fingers that helped him relax his muscles.

Chen Kejia did not stay overnight in Wang Jianye's room.

After massaging his shoulders, I went back to the next room to sleep.

The East German Expo lasted for three days.

Today is the end, there are still two days left.

During the next two days, more and more foreigners came to Wang Jianye's booth.

They knew that if they didn't eat it now, they would not be able to eat it anymore, so they called their friends, and spread the word, and more people gathered in front of Wang Jianye's booth.

Such things immediately appeared in the newspapers.

This became a piece of news that attracted the attention of many foreigners at this expo.

Not only the Moscow camp, but also the Ami camp reported this.

It is said that some capitalists have the idea of ​​inviting Wang Jianye to cook in their countries and hold a cooking conference.

In the afternoon of the third day.

It's the last day of the expo.

Many foreigners ate the delicious food made by Wang Jianye and were reluctant to let him go.

I want him to cook more Chinese food.

Wang Jianye was moved and agreed, and invited cooking masters from other countries who also came to the expo to display and exchange ideas, to come and make dumplings with him!
They are all culinary masters.

Wang Jianye demonstrated the technique of making dumplings and explained some key points.

They all learned it easily.

Next, I worked with Wang Jianye to make more than ten kilograms of dumplings.

After wrapping, put it in the pot and cook.

Since there weren’t enough bowls, we brought plates from cooking booths of other countries.

Since there weren’t enough chopsticks, we brought knives and forks from cooking booths of other countries.

Since there were not enough pots, we borrowed pots and stoves from cooking booths of other countries.

Mr. Chen and representatives from various countries who led teams to attend the expo also came.

More than a dozen countries, dozens of nationalities, and people of various skin colors.

At this moment, I am eating dumplings made by Wang Jianye and many other culinary masters.

There are no conflicts of interest and no confrontation between camps.

There are only the simplest laughter and joy of eating delicious food.

Reporters from many newspapers recorded this moment. (End of this chapter)