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Chapter 3 Tofu House

Author: TrojanRW

Chapter 3 Tofu House

3575 Wilshere Avenue, for those who are not familiar with Koreatown, is just an ordinary house number.

But for the residents near Koreatown, especially the international students who traveled across the ocean to study in Los Angeles, this place name has a pivotal meaning.

"Welcome to BCD Tofu House! How many of you are there?"

BCD Tofu House is a legendary restaurant in Koreatown, Los Angeles, and one of the most well-known brands of Korean food in North America. In the late 1980s, Lee Hee-sook traveled across the ocean to Los Angeles with her husband and children. After obtaining an image from Santa Monica College

After graduating with a bachelor's degree in design, Li Xishu chose the most popular path to success for Asian immigrants - opening a restaurant.

Lee Hee-sook is named after her hometown Bukchang-dong and specializes in soft tofu soup. In Korea, compared to doenjang soup and kimchi soup, soft tofu soup is not a popular and common dish. But it is such a popular dish in Korea.

South Korea is also quite cold

Li Xishu created her own flavor for the special dishes. She innovatively added seafood, beef and other side dishes to the soft tofu soup, and paired it with her original secret spicy sauce. BCD Tofu House quickly became popular in Los Angeles.

It is very popular in the Asian community.

Today, BCD Tofu House has become a restaurant group spanning the east and west coasts of the United States, and has been called "McDonald's of Korea" by the New York Times. Of course, this is not because the taste of soft tofu is similar to cheeseburgers.

It's because BCD Tofu House is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Whether you are hungover late at night and want a bowl of hangover soup, or you want to have a soothing meal early in the morning, the products and taste of BCD Tofu House are always the same and have not changed for decades.

For Asian international students studying at the University of Southern California, BCD Tofu House, which is only 3 miles away from them, may not be their favorite food destination, but it must be a dining hall they frequent frequently.

A pot of tofu soup, a small yellow croaker, and a few plates of appetizers witnessed the youth of generations of Asian students from blooming to passing away.

Han Yi is no exception.

If he had a dinner date with his classmates, he would never choose this restaurant. If he wanted to eat Korean food, he would go to Kang Hodong Barbecue or Xian Nong Soup two blocks away. If he wanted to eat Japanese food, he would go to a small restaurant a little further in the city center.

I look for food in Tokyo, but if I want to eat Chinese food, I will turn around and head east to San Gabriel, Arcadia and Rowland Heights.

But when he is alone, Han Yi always chooses to avoid the dining rush hour and drives here alone. He sits by the window and swallows the spicy tofu soup one mouthful after another.

In a foreign country far away from home, one always spends a lot of time alone.

"One."

Han Yi nodded towards his old acquaintance and smiled.

"Welcome back!"

The front office manager is a thin middle-aged man wearing slender black-framed glasses. In the past four years, Han Yi has had countless conversations with him. When he saw Han Yi, his already narrow eyes narrowed.

It became a crack, appearing gentle and friendly.

"Your favorite seat is still available."

"Thank you." Han Yi nodded and sat down at the window table in the second row from the bottom with ease.

"Still the same?"

The waiter in charge of taking orders was also a very familiar face, with a neat ponytail tied to the back of his head and a kind face spread out like a pancake. This aunt was very familiar with Han Yi's preferences.

"Kimchi, beef and tofu hotpot, extra spicy. If you want more..."

"A glass of iced Coke."

The two people said in unison and looked at each other and smiled.

"Okay, come right away."

In four years, Han Yi has never chatted with any employees of BCD Tofu House. He doesn’t know their names, and they don’t know his. In this public place where people come and go, neither party seems to have time to add a few words.

care.

But even so, they could recognize Han Yi at a glance and know his preferences by heart.

This feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar, close yet distant, is the fundamental reason why Han Yi chose to come into contact with the new world for the first time here.

Still immersed in shock, hesitation and a little excitement, he didn't know how to face his relatives in another time and space, but he needed a safe enough environment to digest this adventure.

The past seven years were really hard. Every turn of the clock hand put a heavier weight on his shoulders, making him only remember to breathe hard and lower his head forward.

Who would have thought that they would get a chance to come back again?

The raw eggs are dissolved into the soup, and the tofu, beef and kimchi are tightly wrapped under stirring with silver chopsticks, forming a unique and wonderful flavor. Tofu hot pot is not a delicacy in the world. After all, there is nothing in Korean food that can truly be called delicacies.

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But Han Yi ate extremely seriously. With every bite he chewed and swallowed, the memories of seven years ago and everything that happened in the past seven years gradually became clearer.

"Pay the bill, thank you!"

Han Yi wiped his moist eyes and raised his voice. He didn't know how much time had passed, and the tofu house had become full of people.

"The total is $19.64."

He took out the Chase bank card in his wallet, put it on the small black tray at the checkout, and let the front office manager take it to the counter. Han Yi wanted to test the authenticity of this card one last time.

"Already paid, wish you a happy day!"

The payment was successful, and the last doubt in Han Yi's mind disappeared. There was no doubt about the authenticity of today's adventure.

He literally has $185 million.

Han Yi stared blankly at the statement and card handed back by the manager, and sat there for a long time.

The disaster that troubled the whole family in the past life and dragged him into the whirlpool was not even a fraction of this money.

Won't go through this again.

Thinking of this, Han Yi, who came to this world, finally washed away all the negative emotions in his heart, and his whole person was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of a windfall and the relief of surviving the disaster.

Without any hesitation, he signed $20 in the tip column on the check.

Within reason, he wanted to pass on this joy.

Just as Han Yi's pen left the paper, the mobile phone on the table vibrated and glowed again.

Now Han Yi was very sensitive to the movement of this mobile phone. As soon as the screen lit up, he picked it up and looked at it carefully.

Two text messages.

A Chase Bank consumer text message cost $19.64.

A...Chase bank deposit text message, earning $39.64?

"The last period of life ended with sacrifice and sacrifice, this period of life begins with gain and satisfaction."

Push information pops up in a timely manner.

"We encourage any expenditure that generates positive emotional feedback for you in the form of cash rewards or other forms. The specific amount is based on the intensity of the positive feedback. Note that if you make consumption that violates local laws, you will be fined double the amount.

The amount of expenditure.”

"Again, do what you should do and live your life according to your heart."

In other words, as long as you spend your money on the things you like, you can get more money?

The more you like something, the greater the reward it will bring you?

What kind of fairy world is this?

In just two hours from waking up to now, Han Yi was bombarded with information that subverted his world view one after another, which overloaded Han Yi's processor. Feeling dizzy, he walked out of the restaurant and sat in the waiting area outside BCD Tofu House.

, lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and tried to sort out the context of the matter.

What is an expenditure that can generate positive feedback for yourself?

What kind of positive emotions are the strongest and can achieve the highest reward standards?

What life goals can I achieve using this mechanism?

Han Yi is a smart man. In fact, to be admitted to the University of Southern California in Chengdu in 2012, his talent is not too stupid. In just ten minutes, Han Yi patiently sorted out the mess in his mind.

He peeled off the cocoon one by one. What he should do, what he wanted to buy, what he could try, what he couldn't touch... A magnificent game of life slowly unfolded in his heart like a scroll.

With the blessing of abundant capital, those dreams that I could only dream about for a moment at night and then put on the shelf have become somewhat real.

At ten o'clock sharp, Fernando Gonzalez's phone call, accompanied by the ringtone of "Don't Stop Believing", pulled Han Yi out of his own world.

"Mr. Han, the car to pick you up has arrived at the designated location. Where should we wait for you?"

(End of chapter)