After the play of "The City of Sadness", Zhou Caishi raised her right hand and looked at the dial on her wrist. It was time to have supper.

She smiled and said to Masao Ishihara: "What do you want to eat? I'll invite you. Don't say anything, you are not used to being invited by girls. This is Taipei, and it's my territory."

"Okay. Since I'm here in Taipei, I naturally cannot miss a delicacy with Taiwan's iconic food, beef noodle." Masao Ishihara said bluntly.

"Can't you have a higher pursuit?" Zhou Caishi said bluntly.

"One portion of noodles, double portion of beef. If you take me to a high-end restaurant for dinner, I will not go." Masao Ishihara said with a smile on his face.

"I not only take you to eat beef noodles, but also take you to the night market in Taipei. There are many delicious snacks in Taiwan at the night market. Are you happy with my arrangement?"

Zhou Caishi knew that he was tired of eating delicacies and wanted to change his taste. More importantly, she saw that Masao Ishihara wanted to appreciate the ordinary life of Taiwanese people.

"Good. As one of Taiwan's food business cards, as far as I know, it is not something that Taiwan already has.

Although the origin of beef noodles is different, there is a saying that it comes from zg, Sichuan, in mainland China. There is a famous dish called roast beef.

Not only that, it is also a place where well salt is abundant. Making well salt requires a kind of brine extracted from deep underground.

The power that can drive the machine to rotate is the cows. Those cows in Zigong have a large number of them. When they are exhausted, they will naturally be eaten by people.

The salt worker assigned the beef and beef offal, mixed it into the pot and cooked it, and then added the well salt, pepper, pepper, etc. he brewed himself, and made roast beef.

While some people from Zigong from Sichuan retreated to Taiwan with Chiang Kai-shek, they naturally brought this kind of hometown dish to Taiwan. After some later improvements and combinations of noodles, they have today's Taiwanese beef noodles."

Masao Ishihara talked without changing his smile. He was really not talking nonsense. He used the memories left in his head in his previous life to tell him.

There is an episode in CCTV's food documentary "China on the Bite of the Tongue" that talks about the historical origins of Sichuan Zigong roast beef and Taiwanese beef noodles.

Zhou Caishi just blinked at him twice. Although she is native to Taiwanese, she really doesn't know how the beef noodles came about.

As far as she knows, not only does Taiwan have beef noodles, but also other places in China also have beef noodles. However, Taiwan beef noodles are the most famous.

Zhou Caishi couldn't believe it: "Are what you said true or false?"

"Really, the reason why Taiwanese beef noodles are most famous is that the beef portions in Taiwanese beef noodles are still available, not like Master Kong's braised beef noodles.

Even if there are beef noodles in other places in the mainland, there is no beef that is as much as Taiwan’s beef noodles. There may be only three or four small beef pellets.” Masao Ishihara said it all.

"Why are you so clear?" Zhou Caishi became more and more curious and said.

Masao Ishihara calmly replied: "The No. 1 Winner of the Karuizawa Group is Shaoxing, Zhejiang. At the beginning, I was..."

Zhou Caishi understood before he finished speaking and interrupted: "I understand, I understand. I will take it to experience the deliciousness of our Taiwanese beef noodles."

Zhou Caishi took his LV handbag from the side, wanted to find the phone placed there and said, "I'll call the driver and ask him to drive the Mercedes-Benz over and park it outside the hotel gate."

"No need to worry about this, we are the two of us." Masao Ishihara was eager to experience the urban culture of Taiwanese society. Taipei Night Market is also famous, and many tourists will personally make a trip to visit and eat and drink at the night market.

Zhou Caishi was desperate to have a third person beside him, and he couldn't help but lift up his lips and said, "I'll listen to you."

Masao Ishihara responded to the "good" and walked out of the room with her, then took the elevator downstairs to the lobby on the first floor. The two walked out of the elevator one by one, and then walked side by side toward the hotel gate.

Zhou Caishi acted as a local escort and introduced: "There are ten night markets in Taiwan. The most famous one is the Shilin Night Market in Taipei.

In addition to the beef noodles you want to eat, there are also super large chicken chops, skewers, Shilin big sausages, and Shanghai Shengjianbao that can spray soup.

It is wrapped with braised pork, moist cake rolls with egg sour, sweet and salty big cake buns, and it is very chewy. The hot medicinal pork rib soup, unique raw fried flower branches, frog egg laying, three brothers tofu, scallion pancakes, fried crab legs, etc..”

She paused intentionally when she said this, swallowed her saliva, and continued with a self-deprecating smile: "I'm sorry, I can't help but drool when I talked to you about these delicious foods."

"Tonight, we will taste each one together." Masao Ishihara said with a smile.

"Even if we only eat a small bite of each, we can't finish it and can't fill it up. Taipei's Shilin Night Market almost covers all the snacks and delicacies in Taiwan.

As long as you can call out the name of this, you can find it at the Shilin Night Market in Taipei." Zhou Caishi smiled.

"Then let's choose a few of the most Taiwanese snacks to taste." Masao Ishihara knew what she said was simple.

Zhou Caishi raised his right hand at him and gestured a "ok" gesture. Although Taipei is not as good as Tokyo, one of the world's three major international cities and Asia's largest city, it has its own charm.

Taipei is also an international metropolis, a city that never sleeps. With money, you can enjoy all the beautiful things on earth here.

No money, rich and rich, and rich, have nothing to do with you. However, ordinary Taiwanese can find happiness belonging to the common people at Shilin Night Market.

Masao Ishihara pretended to be confused and asked with interest: "In the past, I saw girls in Taiwanese film and television dramas like to say to boys, you are very motorcycles. What does motorcycles mean?"

Zhou Caishi smiled and replied, "You look like a motorcycle."

"What you mean is that I have many questions, many opinions, and very picky, aren't it good at it?" Masao Ishihara immediately smiled and said.

"Since you know everything, then ask me? It's almost what you mean." Zhou Caishi smiled, and she didn't say anything if she didn't smile.
Chapter completed!