Shanghai.
The current Shanghai was no longer a small fishing village.
In the twenty-fifth year of Daoguang, the area north of the Yangjing River in Modu County was designated as a foreign settlement, which later formed the Modu concession. In the 28th year of Daoguang, Hongkou area was designated as Shanghai American concession.
In January of the first year of the Republic of China (1912), Songjiang Prefecture, Taicang Prefecture, Magic City, Huating, Jiading, Baoshan, Chuansha, Nanhui, Fengxian, Jinshan, Qingpu, Chongming and other 10 counties were cut.
The current Demonic City could be incomparably prosperous, and in the following history, it would be even more prosperous.
This place was also the closest to the West.
The streets were filled with people in suits and foreigners passing by.
The braid had almost completely disappeared.
Of course, Jiang Xiaochen did not have braids.
From the very beginning, there was none.
As for the reason, perhaps only that third uncle could answer.
Besides, he was also wearing a suit. It couldn't be helped, as a mandarin jacket was really uncomfortable.
With his attire and unique temperament, he quickly blended into the atmosphere of Shanghai.
"Young Master, let's go eat first!”
"I know a very good western restaurant in Shanghai.”
Smith spoke in a solicitous tone. At this moment, he was already speaking in Chinese. Although it was a little awkward, it was indeed Chinese. It was obvious that this person's language talent was not bad.
"Western food?"
"Is there no Chinese restaurant?"
Towering frowned as Jiang Xiaochen spoke with doubt.
"Erm, Young Master, there doesn't seem to be any here!”
Smith was a little embarrassed.
After the tradition was completely impacted, the original tradition would be abandoned and even become worthless.
It was the same for the core of Shanghai.
The traditional Chinese food had almost disappeared, leaving only Western food. It was as if eating the same thing, using the same thing, and saying the same thing as the Westerners could make them become Westerners themselves.
Moreover, such a situation would become more and more intense in the following time until it reached its peak.
At that time, they wanted to abolish the Chinese language, abolish Chinese medicine, abolish everything in China, and completely westernize it.
"Western restaurant!"
"Lead the way!"
Jiang Xiaochen sighed and spoke to Smith.
"Good!"
Smith nodded awkwardly.
Then, he brought Jiang Xiaochen to the western restaurant he chose.
The western restaurants of this era were naturally not as luxurious as those of the later generations.
However, when he walked in, Jiang Xiaochen frowned slightly because most of the people in the western restaurant were Asian, and there were very few foreigners.
These people were obviously Asian, but they were all dressed in suits. They were holding upside-down thrusts, and their movements were elegant and skillful.
Jiang Xiaochen couldn't help but shake his head.
If it was in his previous life, he wouldn't have thought much of it. After all, western food was just a type of food in his previous life. There was no difference between western food and Chinese food. However, in this era, their choice meant that they had abandoned everything.
Moreover, these people seemed to be extremely fawning over the waiters.
The one beside him almost bowed down completely as he ordered.
Of course, at this moment, he only frowned.
In the end, he still walked in.
It couldn't be helped. This was the era.
"Hello, sir. What do you need?”
The Asian waiter spoke in fluent English.
"Young Master, what would you like to order?"
Smith handed the menu over.
"This one!"
"And this!"
Jiang Xiaochen casually ordered a few, and Smith spoke to the waiter in English.
"Oh right, get me a pair of chopsticks!"
After ordering the menu, Jiang Xiaochen seemed to have thought of something and casually said,"
For him, he was still used to using chopsticks. Even in his previous life, when he occasionally ate western food, he used chopsticks.
However, as soon as he said that…
Before the waiter could speak.
A cold snort came from the side.
"This is an elegant western restaurant. Since when can anyone come in?”
His words were calm.
It was not mockery, but it was more serious than mockery.
It was the person who had fawned over him earlier.
"Oh, what do you mean?"
Jiang Xiaochen turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man beside him. His tone was equally calm.
"You know what I mean. This elegant restaurant doesn't welcome vulgar people like you.”
His words were filled with extreme contempt.
The man did not even look up.
"Hahaha, elegant. Since when is it elegant to use a knife and fork?”
"Knives and forks have a history of more than 3800 years. They were still used until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. However, they were gradually eliminated after the Warring States Period.”
"Since you speak Chinese, you must be Chinese too. How come I don't know how you grew up?”
"Why do you think you've escaped from being vulgar and entered elegance just because you're wearing a suit and speaking a foreign language?”
"Using chopsticks in Western food is vulgar, but is it elegant for foreigners to trample on China?”
"People value self-knowledge and self-awareness!”
"The suit is for the body, not for the heart.”
He spoke.
At this moment, everyone in the restaurant could not help but look over.
His heart was filled with shock.
Jiang Xiaochen also stood up.
"I'm sorry, it seems like this place isn't suitable for me!”
He spoke in fluent English.
Then, Jiang Xiaochen no longer lingered and walked out of the restaurant.
"Young Master!"
Smith quickly got up and followed him in broken Mandarin.
At this moment, this scene was especially ironic.
This caused the expression of the person who had just mocked him to change involuntarily. He turned green and then red. At this moment, he felt a throbbing pain on his cheek.
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