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In 1981, the trend of global warming on Earth was not obvious, and in December, San Francisco had entered a cold winter.

Today is Sunday. Gan Guoyang woke up early and sat up from the bed, but a chill came in an instant.

He got into the bed again and looked at the alarm clock at the bedside. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. It was already past nine o'clock in the morning! Usually, he got up at 5:30 in the morning, whether he was in school or in the Ganjia Restaurant, and went out for a run.

"It's so bad. Why did you get up so late? Dad didn't call me." Gan Guoyang slandered, lifted the quilt while lifting up the cold. He hurriedly put on his clothes and prepared to wash up and went downstairs.

Today is Sunday. After the game yesterday, Gan Guoyang took a car to San Francisco with Gan Guohui and Chen Xing.

Gan Guohui and Chen Xing were chattering all the way, especially Gan Guohui. Although he only saw the two minutes of the game, he saw the most intense and exciting part. He admired his cousin and was full of legs. If it weren't for the people in the car looking at him with contempt, Gan Guohui would probably be drooling all the way.

When I think of the exciting game yesterday, Gan Guoyang still feels his heart burning. At the moment the game ended, he could hear the entire gymnasium calling his name.

The shouts of "Gump!Gump!Gump!Gump!Gump!Gump!Gump!" still seem to echo in Gan Guoyang's ears. Of course, he knew that the audience was not calling him a "stupid," but cheering with reverence and excitement.

Gan Guoyang poured cold water on his face, and the cold tap water in this winter pulled him out of his memories of yesterday's game.

"It's just a game..." Gan Guoyang thought so. Indeed, it was just an invitational tournament to the state high school league. No one knew him in the car home yesterday, only his cousin and Chen Xing communicated with him in Chinese that others could not understand.

After returning to the Gan Family Restaurant, the business inside was still hot, and when locals were sitting in the hall and drinking with the private room, no one cared about a high school player who had just played a great game.

Even Gan Guoyang's father Gan Youwei didn't care how his son played the ball. He just made some side dishes for his son after closing to help him replenish his energy.

At that time, Gan Guoyang felt that he was still nothing, just a relatively powerful high school basketball player.

If this game is the NBA finals, no, playoffs, no, as long as it is a regular season game, he will be in the spotlight and welcome flowers and applause.

However, when Gan Guoyang turned on the TV, he realized that even if this game was the NBA finals, no matter how great the victory was on December 12, 1981, it could not match the end of a great fighter's magnificent career.

On that day, all American TV stations were broadcasting news that a boxer decided to retire, and that person was the "boxing champion" Mohammed Ali.

After cleaning his teeth and washing his face, Gan Guoyang put on his shoes and lowered his head downstairs. The Gan family restaurant was too small for him.

After going downstairs, Gan Guoyang saw today's newspaper at the counter. The front page headline was the news that Alibaba announced its retirement yesterday. Seeing this, Gan Guoyang thought of the retirement of his idol Yao Ming in his later generations. However, Yao Ming has not been born yet, so it is not certain who will be whose idol in the future.

"Guoyang is up? Come, come and have some breakfast." It's not the meal time yet. Gan Bingguang, who was strolling in the store, saw the tall Gan Guoyang poking at the counter, as if he was afraid that he would scare the guests away, so he asked him to come inside to have breakfast.

"Cousin, I'm getting up late... Yesterday I said I would get up early today to help the store..." Since Gan Guoyang went to high school, he would help the store with miscellaneous items whenever he had the chance to go to the Gan family restaurant. He was really not interested in other entertainment activities except playing basketball.

"Oh Guoyang, the store has enough staff. You can come back and there is no way to let you do your job. Hurry up, go for breakfast, it's almost time for lunch!" Gan Bingguang urged Gan Guoyang. To be honest, with his father here, the Gan family restaurant has improved a lot in business, so where can he do any more chores.

Gan Guoyang had to lower his head and go to the staff's lounge to have breakfast. At the Gan Family Restaurant, he felt more and more like he was locked in a small cage. Every time he moved, he should pay attention to whether he would touch anything and hit him.

With Gan Youwei bringing another part of the Gan Family cuisine to the Gan Family Restaurant, it is now one of the most famous Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, San Francisco.

In addition to some old customers living in Chinatown, people who come here to have dinner often have Chinese people outside the streets, non-Chinese people come here to treat them to dinner. Even some diners from other parts of the United States will come here to try the unique Ganjia cuisine in this small restaurant.

Ganjia Restaurant mainly focuses on Huaiyang cuisine, which is the cuisine from Huai'an to Yangzhou in Jiangsu. In Chinatown in San Francisco, Cantonese cuisine has always been the main cuisine, because most immigrant Chinese come from Fujian, Guangdong. Therefore, Ganjia Restaurant is unique in Chinatown.

However, before Gan Youwei came, the Huaiyang cuisine in the Ganjia Restaurant was not complete. They mainly cooked Huai'an cuisine, and Yangzhou cuisine, a more important part, was not a chef. Gan Youwei's arrival made up for this defect, because he could cook all Ganjia dishes, so Yangzhou cuisine was naturally no problem.

After breakfast, Gan Guoyang sat at the counter, picked up the newspaper and began to read the news about Alibaba's retirement.

Gan Guoyang still knows Ali's reputation. A legendary boxing champion, whose reputation not only comes from his superb boxing skills and brilliant achievements, but also from his controversial remarks and unruly character.

He won the Olympics championship, but threw the gold medal into the sea because of racial discrimination. During the Vietnam War, Ali opposed joining the army and opposing the war. He said, "I will never go thousands of miles away to murder those poor people. If I want to die, I will die here. Let's fight to the death."

As a result, Ali was revoked his boxing business license in the United States and may even be sent to prison. He was idle at home and had no punches to beat.

But he finally came back and returned to the boxing world, defeated Foreman in Kinshasa and regained the boxing champion's gold belt, and then won the boxing title ten times! In the end, he had to withdraw from the boxing world due to Parkinson's disease and officially announced his retirement yesterday.

When Gan Guoyang looked at the description of his deeds in the newspaper, he couldn't help but think of the movie "Boxing Ali" he watched in later generations. In which Will Smith fully demonstrated the legendary life, fighting life, and glorious life of Ali.

"I wonder if I can become a person like Ali?" Gan Guoyang closed the newspaper and looked at the ceiling and thought. He himself is also an American minority. More importantly, he is not an American yet, but a Chinese. He doesn't know whether to become a US citizen in the future. If this happens, it means he will not be able to play for the Chinese basketball team.

Just as Gan Guoyang was thinking like this, a voice outside the counter interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello, are there any available seats?" This is a Mandarin with a distinct Minnan accent, which is very common in Chinatown in San Francisco. However, judging from the tone of his questioning, it should be the first time he has arrived at the Gan Family Restaurant.

Gan Guoyang immediately stood up from the counter and saw the person who was asking about it. He was a gentle and gentle young Chinese man wearing an ordinary khaki jacket and jeans and a sun hat on his head.

"If you have a seat, come with me!" It's noon now, and the business in the store is very good. At first glance, there is no seat left, and the waiters are also very busy, but Gan Guoyang knows that there are some small single tables in the store.

However, the young Chinese did not move. Obviously, he was shocked by Gan Guoyang who suddenly stood up and came out of the counter, because Gan Guoyang was too high and was almost about to hit the light on the ceiling.

"Okay~ OK~ Thank you, thank you." The young Chinese quickly reacted from his surprise, smiled and thanked him, and followed Gan Guoyang to an empty seat.

"Sir, what dishes do you need to order?" Gan Guoyang acted as a waiter.

"Uh...I've heard that the Huaiyang cuisine here is very famous. I want to know which dishes here are the most distinctive and unique?" The young man thought about it and asked.

"Oh, the more famous ones are crab noodles, lion heads, crystal meat, squirrels and mandarin fish, and three sets of ducks..." Gan Guoyang reported a bunch of famous Huaiyang dishes, which were his father's specialty.

"Does there any story or special place in these dishes? For example, what does this three set of duck mean?" The young man did not order the dishes, but continued to ask.

"Three sets of ducks mean three kinds of raw materials are put together. There is a domestic duck on the outside, and a wild duck is stuffed into the domestic duck, and a pigeon is stuffed into the wild duck. Together, it is called three sets of ducks." Gan Guoyang explained.

"Oh, then, what does that squirrel mandarin fish mean? Why are there squirrels?" the young man asked again.

Gan Guoyang was speechless now. This guy just asked questions and didn't order dishes, and he thought it was a food museum.

The young man was a little embarrassed when he saw Gan Guoyang not speaking. He knew that he didn't order food and asked questions just to make the big man in front of him helpless, so he explained: "Sorry, I will definitely order food and eat when I come here, but I'm not just here to eat."

"I am a student majoring in film production. I am from New York. This year I made a short film related to Chinese diet, but I found that as a Chinese, my understanding of Chinese food seems to be very superficial. So I want to learn more about Chinese cuisine. There is also Chinatown in New York, but most of them are Cantonese restaurants. Recently, I went to San Francisco to collect folks and heard that there is a very famous restaurant here that specializes in Huaiyang cuisine, so I came here to learn some stories about Huaiyang cuisine."

When Gan Guoyang heard this, he turned out to be a literary youth who was engaged in movies. When he thought that the culture and sports were not separated, he was a sportsman, so he would satisfy this literary man and tell him the history and allusions of Huaiyang cuisine.

Before Gan Guoyang had the memory of later generations Dang Lei, his biggest dream was to be a chef. His father learned a cooking skill, but he had nowhere to play it and became an accountant. Therefore, Gan Youwei wanted to continue to teach his skills to Gan Guoyang, so that he could have the opportunity to carry forward Gan family cuisine.

Now, Gan Guoyang has determined to become a basketball player and is getting further and further along the road. However, he has not lost the knowledge about Ganjiacai and Huaiyangcai.

So he didn't greet other guests anymore, so he sat down and had a good chat with the literary young man about Huaiyang cuisine and Chinese food.

The two of them chatted from noon to afternoon, and from the Gan Family Restaurant to the crowded city. Every time Gan Guoyang talked about a dish, the literary youth would order this dish to take a look and taste it. After noon, he was already filled with various dishes.

Finally, the young man realized that if he continued to do this, he would not only not be able to finish eating now, but he would be able to eat it for a long time even if he packed it back. Moreover, his financial situation was not abundant, so he had a lot of money for this meal.

Moreover, he did not expect that the big man in front of him was so knowledgeable and talented. He not only knew Huaiyangcai, but also involved a little in many other things.

Especially some of his understanding of movies is like-minded. For example, about how a Chinese director should survive abroad, this big man put forward the view that "maintaining national character is the national first, and the world is the world", which greatly inspired literary and artistic youth.

"Thank you very much. I didn't expect that I could get such a big gain here today. But I think I have to leave, otherwise I will not be able to pay for the meal if I continue like this." The literary youth smiled embarrassedly, then got up and went to the counter to check out.

Gan Guoyang had nothing to do in the restaurant, so he took this opportunity to chat with this literary young man and felt much more comfortable. Because after coming to 1981, he found that many things could not be told to the people around him, and many ideas and ideas could not be revealed.

Today, he vented a lot in a more implicit way, conveying many future ideas and ideas in reasonable language. Moreover, Gan Guoyang actually discovered that this literary youth is not a pseudo-art, but has his own unique insights into art and film. Some views even Gan Guoyang feels very forward-looking. He is a person with memories of the 21st century.

"What a talented guy. I wonder if he can become a great director in the future?" Gan Guoyang thought to himself while sending the literary youth away.

"Oh, by the way, there is a business card of mine here. Please keep it, it has my mailing address on it. If you have the opportunity to come to New York in the future, you can come to me." The literary youth was about to go out and remembered that he had been chatting with this big man for several hours, but he had never introduced himself.

"Okay, but I don't have a business card. I am a student at Palo Alto High School. My name is Gan Guoyang. I am a basketball player! I hope you can make a basketball movie in the future."

Gan Guoyang also introduced himself. After waving goodbye to the literary youth, he looked at the business card given to him by the other party, which was all in English.

The name of this literary youth is Ang-Lee. He studied at the Tisch School of Art, New York University, and is a master's student in film production.

"Ang-Lee, Ang-Lee..." Gan Guoyang always felt a little strange when he looked at the name.

In fact, as long as he read the name in reverse, he will understand that this person is "Ann Lee", a famous Chinese director in the future, and the first Chinese director and Asian director to win an Oscar.
Chapter completed!