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"I think we can trust the tastes of the Chinese people," Dalia was the first to agree.

"I still miss the taste of pan-fried buns." Yulia said with a wistful look, as if a plate of delicious pan-fried buns was right in front of her.

"I still think that tomato hot pot from China better fits my definition of good food." Yelena also put down her chopsticks.

It's clear that these Russian girls have fallen in love with some of the food in China.

Now that I'm in Vietnam, I'm forced to adapt to the local cuisine.

Fortunately, they hadn't eaten much good food back in Mao, so they were picking and choosing among the less-than-ideal Vietnamese food and found this rice noodle dish to be quite delicious.

As a result, bringing Chen Junhe over for a meal once shattered this Michelin filter.

Dalia put down her chopsticks as well: "Then let's set off now."

She was quite decisive; she left the remaining half of the rice noodles uneaten.

Seeing Dalia put down her chopsticks, Yulia quickly scooped two slices of beef from her bowl into her mouth and mumbled, "Is it really even better than this?"

Chen Junhe stood up with a smile: "I think I won't let you down."

So the three tall, Russian girls got up and followed Chen Junhe out of the Michelin-starred noodle shop.

A chorus of envious and jealous glances came from behind.

The spots they left behind were quickly cleared away, ready for the next wave of people to fill them.

The four of them hurried back to the car.

"Chen, is that noodle shop you mentioned really as delicious as you say?"

Yulia, sitting in the back seat, leaned out and looked at Chen Junhe in the driver's seat.

The youngest Russian girl seems to have a bit of a foodie vibe; she was already on her way to eat, but she was still wondering what it would taste like.

"If you like meat, I don't think you'll be too disappointed there." Chen Junhe started the car with a smile, and then slowly merged into the surrounding flow of motorcycles.

This noodle restaurant isn't too far from Hoan Kiem Lake.

It was when Chen Junhe was still working in an electronics factory that he came to Hanoi with some of his Chinese colleagues. After visiting Hoan Kiem Lake for the first time, this was where he ate pho.

This is a rice noodle shop without even a sign. The shop is full of locals; I didn't see a single foreigner.

Behind the steaming workbench, the owner and his family of four were busy at work.

Compared to the barbecue noodle shop that Chen Junhe took Pei Shirong to eat at a couple of days ago.

This store has a wider selection.

There are four options: raw beef, cooked beef, roasted pork, and chicken.

Given Dalia and her Russian dietary habits, Chen Junhe recommended raw beef to them.

The beef, which is cooked to a semi-cooked consistency when a spoonful of broth is poured on it, tastes pretty good.

"Chen, which one would you choose?" After spending some time together, Dalia and Chen Junhe became more and more familiar with each other, and she also began to become more lively.

Dalia had some beef soup at the previous restaurant.

The health status indicator showed that the dizziness from being drunk had completely disappeared.

As expected, the Russians' bodies can withstand the test of alcohol.

Chen Junhe knew that Dalia's motivation for asking this question was that she wanted to order the same kind of noodles as Chen Junhe.

"I would choose the barbecue noodles because it's more flavorful to mix the noodles with barbecue after drinking the broth first."

As a pork lover, Chen Junhe naturally and firmly chose barbecue powder.

More importantly, grilling perfectly brings out the fat from the pork.

This kind of crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with its irresistible aroma, is Chen Junhe's favorite grilled meat.

In the end, Dalia followed Chen Junhe and chose the barbecue rice noodles, while Yulia and Yelena chose the raw beef rice noodles that Chen Junhe recommended.

Although they don't have small fried dough sticks here, they do have fried spring rolls.

There are several kinds of fillings, including pork and cilantro, perilla and beef, and shrimp and pork.

Chen Junhe ordered one of everything.

In addition, he also ordered another serving of chicken, roast meat, and both raw and cooked beef.

This way, no matter which type of noodle you choose, you'll eventually get to enjoy the toppings from other noodles.

"The aroma here does seem to be stronger than that one."

Yulia clamored and found a seat to sit down first.

She only ate half of the rice noodles, so she wasn't actually full.

Sitting here now, smelling the delicious aroma wafting from the worktable, she felt incredibly hungry.

Dalia and Yelena followed closely behind and sat down on the stools.

"You can eat as much as you want here."

Chen Junhe smiled and sat down next to Dalia.

I thought of the rumors online that before she gained weight, Russian girls could eat whatever they wanted and never get fat.

The saying goes, "Natasha was a beauty before marriage, but Katyusha became an old aunt after marriage."

This innate talent allows them to maintain their figures even when they are young and have a large appetite.

These three Russian girls are clearly still at the Natasha stage of beauty, and don't have the same idea of ​​dieting as other models.

The first dish served was raw beef pho for Yulia and Yelena.

The cooked noodles are laid at the bottom, and then a thick layer of thinly sliced ​​raw beef is piled on top, emphasizing a large portion and good value.

Then, boiling broth was poured over it, and the bright red raw beef instantly turned white, then curled up, releasing a unique aroma of beef along with the scalding steam.

At this time, the beef is incredibly tender and melts in your mouth.

"Chen, I think you're right, the noodles here do look much tastier than those over there."

Yulia picked up a few pieces of beef and stuffed them into her mouth. After chewing a few times, she happily squinted her eyes.

Clearly, the food here suited her taste perfectly.

However, when Chen Junhe and Dalia brought out the barbecue seasoning, the fragrant aroma of the barbecue instantly attracted Yulia and Yelena's attention.

Even Yelena, who had been quite composed, couldn't help but swallow.

The Mao family also consumes a lot of pork.

Although they claim their favorite is raw, cured fatty pork.

But there's no place in the world where people are indifferent to golden-brown roasted pork belly.

"Wow, this is absolutely delicious! This is the best grilled meat I've had since I came to Hanoi."

With her dizziness gone, Dalia displayed her playful and lively personality.

She completely ignored the drooling looks from Julia and Yelena, stuffed a large piece of meat into her mouth and chewed it, then praised the taste highly.

The extra portions of meat that Chen Junhe had ordered earlier were served quickly.

Yulia wasn't actually very skilled with chopsticks; she could pick them up when she wasn't in a hurry. But now she was clearly in a rush to grab the roasted meat.

As a result, the chopsticks in her hand seemed to have a mind of their own and were difficult to put together.

In her haste, Yulia gave up on using chopsticks and grabbed a piece of roasted meat, stuffing it into her mouth.

The freshly baked pork belly was still a little hot, but Yulia wasn't afraid of burning her tongue as she chewed and ate the meat with a hissing sound.

Yelena, on the other hand, moved much more gracefully, directly using her chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

In an instant, Yulia and Yelena were both immersed in the aroma of roasted meat.

At this point, Chen Junhe began to persuade Dalia to try the other meat dishes.

The raw beef was also served after being blanched in boiling broth. Chen Junhe poured a little fish sauce on it and gestured for Dalia to try it.

After taking a bite of the half-cooked hot beef, Dalia turned around and kissed Chen Junhe hard on the face.

"Chen, promise me you'll bring me to eat this kind of delicious food often, okay?"

Looking at Dalia's sparkling eyes, Chen Junhe couldn't tell whether her action was unintentional due to genuine excitement or a deliberate one.

Oh, he's a cheater.

The favorability rating in the top left corner has jumped from 75 to 78. A bite of beef for three points of favorability is a worthwhile trade.

This also proves that Dalia is a little foodie.