Zhang Zian concealed the other elves and brought Fei Masi downstairs, and happened to meet Feng Xuan again.
"Hey, Xiao Zhang, you got up quite early, and the jet lag is reversed?" Feng Xuan asked with concern.
"I'm still a little sleepy, but it should be the other way around." Zhang Zian greeted, "Director Feng, you got up very early."
"Young people are in good health, but I can't. I arrived in Germany two days earlier and slept for two full days." Feng Xuan shook his head with a cup of coffee and smiled wryly, "After all, I'm old and can't stand the trouble."
He glanced down at Femas and asked, "Are you going to..."
"Oh, I want to take Phimas out to have breakfast, and take a stroll nearby." Zhang Zian replied truthfully, "Since I'm in Germany, I always have to look around. Friends in China are still waiting for me to bring some souvenirs." go back."
Feng Xuan nodded, and said: "Okay, you should go shopping, but don't run far away, and keep your mobile phone turned on, in case you can find you if something happens."
"Don't worry, Director Feng." Zhang Zian smiled, "By the way, thank you for the electric kettle."
"Well, how is your English? Do you want someone to accompany you?" Feng Xuan asked again, "Most Germans can speak English, but the level is different."
"No need, I have no problem with English." Zhang Zian waved his hand and declined politely. Anyway, there is Richard, no matter whether he speaks English or German.
"Okay, then you go, come back and tell me." Feng Xuan was relieved.
As soon as he left the warm hotel like spring, the cold outside hit his face. The light snow stopped yesterday, and the air is still damp and cold.
"Gah! I thought I could survive the winter in Binhai City, but I came to Berlin again to suffer from the cold! Which grandson said that when winter comes, can spring be far behind? I won't leave when winter comes!" Richard chattered complained, and then complained again in German.
Fina could not agree more.
Zhang Zian said, if you complain, you can complain, why do you have to say it in German? Didn't look sideways at the pedestrians around? In case the conflicts between the people of Britain and Germany are provoked, I will not take the blame.
The hotel is near Potsdamer Platz, so we don't have to go far, just go to the square to find something to eat.
Feimas smelled the aroma of food from a distance, and led them forward. There are many snack carts near the Berlin Film Palace, the main venue of the film festival, which are similar to the snack carts on the domestic streets, but the hygiene is much better. The chefs are well-dressed, and the snack carts themselves look clean.
"Femas, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Zian asked.
Femas glanced at it, and said to a snack cart, "That."
It was a snack truck run by a Turkish chef. The young Turkish chef was very handsome and had a bright smile. Seeing Zhang Zian leading Femas over, he enthusiastically spoke English Asked: "Do you want barbecue? Authentic Turkish barbecue."
There are many Turkish immigrants in Berlin, and the Turkish kebab near the Movie Palace is very authentic. Zhang Zian had eaten Turkish barbecue in China, but it couldn't compare to this place in terms of taste or color. Just smelling the aroma made him salivate.
He held out two fingers, meaning two servings.
In fact, this is not translated at all, and people can understand it, but Richard deliberately said in German: "Two barbecues, and one of your big sausages!"
"Uh, you can speak German? But I don't sell sausages here, sorry." The young chef replied seriously.
Zhang Zian managed to maintain a smile, and waved his hand to the back of his head, warning Richard not to talk nonsense, but he had been expected to dodge it cleverly.
"Two roasts will do," he said in English.
"OK, wait."
The Turkish chef deftly uses a long table knife to cut the meat from the rotating barbecue column, and catches it with a stainless steel basin, with skillful and smooth movements.
He cut two portions of meat, and according to Zhang Zian's request, put one with the seasoning and the other with the lettuce and salad, stuffed it into the freshly baked burrito, put it in a paper bag and handed it to Zhang Zian.
The freshly made barbecue is hot, fragrant and delicious. Even Fina and Snow Lion, who are obviously full, are drooling at the huge rotating barbecue pillar. Looking at them, they want to eat all the barbecue pillars. eat up. Zhang Zian could only wink and wink, expressing that he would pack and buy a few more copies when he went back later.
He looked around, hesitant to give one of them to Femas in public, because it might arouse the disgust of others in the country, if not, he could only sit on a bench and feed it quietly.
There were no other customers for the time being, and the Turkish chef saw his thoughts, gestured ok again and again, and pointed to the side.
Zhang Zian looked in the direction he pointed, there was a lady who was also leading a dog, squatting on the side of the street, feeding curry sausage to her poodle, and it was broken into two, she had half of it, and the other half. One dog eats at the same time, and eats happily. Pedestrians passing by were not surprised by this scene.
Seeing this, he once again felt how much Germans love pets.
Femas stared at the poodle and licked his tongue.
In fact, it is said that dogs should not eat too irritating seasonings, but seeing that poodle enjoys it, it is probably used to it.
Zhang Zian smiled helplessly, led Femas over, ordered two more curry sausages, and warned Richard in advance not to talk nonsense.
Anyway, I don’t eat it often, so I’m going to let Femas enjoy it today.
As a German sausage republic with more than 1,000 kinds of sausages, every citizen eats sausages three times a day, and they will not be the same for a year. One of them may appear on the table of a Michelin restaurant or in a street food truck. The delicacy is curry sausage.
The practice of curry sausage is actually very simple. It is nothing more than coating roasted pork sausage with tomato sauce and curry powder as the main ingredients. However, each chef has his own unique recipe for the sauce, and there is no similarity.
Snack carts line this street. In addition to curry sausage and kebab, there are hot dogs, burgers and Bavarian knuckle, Germany's national dish. A baked potato, topped with sauce, and two cans of beer, enough to feed a burly man.
There are so many delicacies nearby, whether it is Zhang Zian, Femas, or other invisible elves, they are all dazzled to see, and they all think that they are delicious, so they want to try them all.
Zhang Zian had no choice but to say that before leaving Germany, he had to taste all the delicacies on this street, but let's just eat curry sausage and barbecue for the time being.