An embassy employee helped the crew settle in the hall . Then he greeted them and began to ask questions .
"Hello . May I know who is seeking help? Please fill in the form at the reception . We'll be on standby the whole day, in case of an emergency . "
A girl in a blue uniform began to give out paper cups .
"Would you like some water? Has anyone been injured? Would you like something to eat?"
As he heard the last question, Qin Guan couldn't help but lift his hands up . "Me! I need food!" Everyone fixed their eyes on him . He felt like a firefly in the dark .
"Wow! Is that Qin Guan?"
"Yes! His assistant called us! The receptionist is a fan of his, so . . . You know . . . "
"Wait, who is that guy? Oh, my!"
"It's Jean Reno! What are they doing? Are they shooting a new film?"
"I love Leon so much . I'll ask him for an autograph later . I could show it off to my French colleagues!"
The atmosphere in the hall became animated as the staff began to order food for them .
A Cantonese restaurant near the embassy was about to close because of the riots, but the call from the Chinese embassy changed the cook's mind . It was a big order during a good night for business . Dozens of people were waiting for food .
The boss was confident about the embassy's security, so he accepted the order happily .
According to the Cantonese cuisine, the ideal supper was rice in a clay pot . This was a rare dish from South China that was usually served in large portions . Even in France, the taste remained the same . Dozens of clay pots were resting in a row on the fire . In 20 minutes, the rice was half-cooked . The cook began to pour juice on it and add Chinese sausages, roasted pork and char siu on the sticky grains .
Then he covered them and cooked them on the fire .
Not long after, the rice was soaked in sweet juices and seasoning and turned crisp and yellow . Then the cook added some boiled vegetable leaves on the pork .
A heavy basket was sent to the embassy through a secret channel in the backyard of the restaurant . Actually, it was just a rope with a few hooks .
"We'll pay you tomorrow as usual . It's too late tonight . "
"No problem . Thank you for your patronage . The receipt is at the bottom . "
"Okay! Watch the door . You better not go home tonight . "
"Okay!"
The embassy staff pulled the basket up through the window . This was the first time the crew would experience the charm of Chinese cuisine .
The foreigners were confused as they held the clay pots in their hands . The embassy is treating us to soup?
Qin Guan opened the lid and the scent of meat and rice filled the hall . The white rice, red sausages, pork and vegetables looked very appetizing . Jean's stomach growled at the smell . Everyone was hungry after what they had been through .
An embassy employee handed out spoons, trying her best to suppress her laughter . Everyone fixed their eyes on Qin Guan, waiting to see what he would do .
Qin Guan poured a small packet of sauce on the edge of the pot . They were all waiting to see how the sauce was used . Should we dip the meat into it or mix it with the rice? Qin Guan gave them a different answer .
He just soaked all the ingredients in the sauce . As he stuffed a spoonful into his mouth, no one could remain calm anymore .
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