Xia Shuo swagger

Chapter 41 Bring it to you
For small-scale dinners, the most difficult thing to coordinate is taste preference.

Allergies to specific foods are naturally the most serious of the kind.

More common, though, are aversions and taboos—everyone has a favorite or loathing food.

"Is it taboo? Except for the fungus, everything is fine..."

Lei Zhengrong shrugged, and glanced at Tang Qingying who suddenly turned into a stone statue and froze.

She happened to be holding a bunch of Flammulina velutipes, mushrooms, and oyster mushroom skewers in her hand.

"Uh, it's okay...Senior, you're just hot—" Lei Zhengrong said hastily, "I just don't eat it, it's fine in the cooking pot."

"Oooh—you're not allergic to mushrooms, are you? That's fine."

Tang Qingying breathed a sigh of relief, and then put the whole bunch of mushrooms into the tumbling pot.

At the same time, Qin Shuo looked around inquiringly.

"I'm from Fuzhou. Huaijiang wasn't even separated from Fuzhou decades ago."

Zuo Yi skillfully scalded her belly without any jerk, "By the way, lady boss, do you have white rice?"

Fuzhou Hot Pot and Huaijiang Hot Pot have the same origin, and the origin of Chuan Chuan Xiang is even passed down from Zuo Yi’s hometown.

"I don't eat bugs, and there are some weird things... Well, normal food is fine."

Zhu Houbai was also busy adding vegetables to his own bowl, and replied vaguely and casually.

"Hey, aren't you afraid of spicy food?!"

Xia Zhaoyao raised his head in bewilderment, and looked at Zhu Houbai in surprise.

"Didn't you take the test from Xishan? Your taste should be sour and salty?"

As she spoke, she pointed to the black vinegar bottle on the table, the words "Xishan Old Mature Vinegar" were still faintly visible on the bottle.

"Most places don't like spicy food, except for our area..."

Zhu Houbai smiled and picked up the hot and spicy beef, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it happily.

"Go to our place when you have time in the future, our Pinlu oil-splashed noodles-that taste is... hiss--"

He couldn't help raising his head, shook his head and thought about it for a few seconds, then shook his head in disgust and continued.

"Spicy is nothing to say, the main thing is the noodles." Zhu Houbai curled his lips in disgust, "If you want me to say, the noodles here in Huaijiang can also be counted as noodles?"

"Well, I agree with this point, Huaijiang's machine noodles are not very good—"

Xia Zhaoyao nodded, "When it comes to pasta, it has to be the most authentic in Yancheng."

"what?"

Zhu Houbai was still nodding at first, but he was suddenly taken aback when he heard this.

"Uh... there is only Chuan Chuan today."

Seeing that the topic was getting off topic, Qin Shuo hesitated, grabbed a few skewers of beef from the left and right and put them in their bowls.

"Eat meat, eat meat—this little yellow beef won't taste good if it's overcooked."

"Uh, thank you, old man, you can eat it yourself."

"You don't need to pretend to help."

Well, no surprise - two very different responses.

Since leaving early in the afternoon, Xia Zhaoyao didn't seem to give him a good look.

"Huh—"

At this moment, there was a booing sound from the side.

Zhao Huanxi pointed his finger like a pistol, and said slowly and vaguely.

"I was caught on the spot! You two really have an affair, right?"

"what?"

Qin Shuo and Xia Zhaoyao turned their heads at the same time.

Why is this sister suddenly starting to gossip again? Didn't she just agree before——

However, it was only then that the two realized that Zhao Huanxi's cheeks were blushing uncomfortably.

Compared to the dinner party a month ago, I was much more embarrassed.

And the main reason...

"Senior sister, don't divert your attention. Don't shake the cup from side to side."

"As we said before, the boxing game must be followed by the rules."

Luo Junyao's voice floated out from the gap, and it was very recognizable.

Although her voice is small and soft, she has an indescribable earnestness.

"Luo Luo... I owe you a cup first. Make it up later—"

"Okay, I'll write it down first."

After Zhao Huanxi conceded defeat, Luo Junyao stopped pouring wine.

At some point, there were three empty wine bottles lying at the feet of the two of them, but this time there was no Tangtang to help block the knife.

"But senior sister, you must finish drinking the cup in your hand, you are not allowed to raise fish..."

"Oh. Oh—of course."

Zhao Huanxi groaned secretly, picked up the wine glass, and looked to the side with a sad face.

"Forget it, forget it, I see... I'll help you drink this cup."

Tang Qingying couldn't stand the sad eyes from the side, so she had no choice but to put down her chopsticks.

Really, people are addicted to food and love to pretend.

"Bring it you—"

　This chapter is a bit short, let's read it as a side story...

　　I haven't been in a good state these days, sorry.

　　Get back on your feet as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)