710 Delicacy (1/2)

Chapter 710: Delicacy

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Zhang Zian made the other elfins invisible and brought Famous downstairs, then walked across the lobby to Feng Xuan.

”Hey, Xiao Zhang. You are up early. Did you overcome the jet lag?” Feng Xuan asked with concern.

”I'm still a bit sleepy, but I think I've overcome the jet lag,” Zhang Zian greeted him. ”Director Feng, you are up very early, as well.”

”Young men like you are in good health, but not me. I arrived in Germany two days before you and spent the entire time sleeping.” Feng Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He clutched a cup of coffee in his hand. ”I'm getting old, so I can't overdo this.”

He lowered his head to look at Famous and asked, ”You are heading to…?”

”Oh, I was going to take Famous outside for breakfast, then walk around in the area,” Zhang Zian answered honestly. ”Since we are in Germany, I would like to travel around. My friends in China want me to bring back some souvenirs.”

Feng Xuan nodded. ”Sure. You should travel around, but don't run too far. Also, keep your phone on so that I can find you if something happens,” he advised.

”You can rest assured, Director Feng.” Zhang Xian smiled. ”Oh, right––thank you for the electric water kettle.”

”No problem. How is your English? Do you need someone to go with you?” Feng Xuan asked again. ”Most Germans can speak English, but not all are on the same level.”

”There is no need. My English is fine.” Zhang Zian waved his hand and declined politely. He had Richard, anyway, and it could handle both English or German.

”Okay. Go ahead, then. Let me know when you come back,” Feng Xuan said in a relieved tone.

The cold, outside air blew on their faces as soon as they left the warm hotel. The flurries yesterday had stopped, but the air was still cold and damp.

”Quack! I thought I finally survived the winter in Binhai City, but now I'm in Berlin to freeze! Which b*stard told me that 'if winter is here, spring can't be far away?' Winter is here to stay!” Richard complained incessantly, then repeated the complaints in German.

Fina could not agree more.

Zhang Zian said, ”Complain as much as you want, but why do you have to repeat it in German? Didn't you see the pedestrians staring at you? If you start a war between Germany and England, I'm will not be responsible for that.”

The hotel was near the Potsdamer Platz. Zhang Zian decided not to go any further and stopped to get some food in the Platz.

Famous had smelled the food from a distance and had led Zhang Zian and the others toward it. There were many food carts near Berlinale Palast, which was the main venue for the film festival. They looked like the food carts in China, except that the food was much cleaner. The chefs were appropriately dressed and the carts themselves looked clean.

”Famous, what would you like to eat?” Zhang Zian asked.

Famous glanced around and spoke towards one of the carts, ”That one.”

It was a food cart operated by a Turkish chef. The young Turkish chef was wearing his traditional ethnic clothes and looked very handsome. He wore a big smile. He saw Zhang Zian and Famous walking over and greeted them warmly with rusty English, ”Kebab! Would you like some? Authentic Turkish Döner kebab.”

There were a lot of Turkish immigrants in Berlin, so the Döner kebab near the Berlinale Palast was very authentic. Zhang Zian had tried Döner Kebab in China, but neither the taste nor the presentation was comparable to the kebabs this man was selling. The smell alone made him drool.