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Yang Ruoyu seems to think of Huo Zheng's identity background, suddenly realized that he said: "you won't be the first time to eat kebabs, will you?"

"Well."

After getting a positive reply, Yang Ruoyu said, "it's the first time you eat such delicious food. Then you must have a good taste today! "

Yang Ruoyu picked up a string of mutton kebabs and handed them to Huo Zheng. "Try this string of mutton kebabs to ensure that they are not worse than the mutton chops you usually eat."

Huo Zheng slightly resists looking at the mutton kebab sprinkled with seasoning, but looking at Yang Ruoyu holding the hand of the kebab, he still takes it.

He carefully in Yang Ruoyu full of expectations in the eyes, gently bit a little bit, bolt swallow down, have not tasted.

Don't want to let Yang Ruoyu down, he also said: "good, delicious."

"It's more delicious if you take a big bite like me. You eat like me. Look at the rest of the people here. There's no one like you

Huo Zheng looked at the people around him, then at Yang Ruoyu. With a stiff head, he picked up the mutton kebab and took a big bite.

This time he really tasted it.

Although it was hard to eat, he found that it was more delicious than he thought, and it was totally different from the grill in the restaurant.

Maybe I've had a bite, and it's not so hard to accept.

He began to eat, but also eat string, his action looks, or so elegant, do not see a trace of rudeness.

"What's this? I've never had one. Crispy? " Huo Zheng asked Yang Ruoyu with a bunch of treasures in his hand.

"Treasure in the palm. It's the one in the middle of the sole of a chicken's foot. A chicken has only two pieces of meat as big as this.

Uncle Yang's store sells the most authentic palm treasure. Now many stores, in order to sell more money, will take out the joint parts of chicken thighs, wings and legs and sell them as palm treasure. Anyway, they are similar to crispy bones, and most customers can't tell. " While eating, Yang Ruoyu popularized science for Huo Zheng.

When Huo Zheng heard that it was the chicken that stepped on the ground, he felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, but his self-cultivation kept him from vomitting. But after that, he never took the treasure in his hand again.

At this time, uncle Yang also brought up the lobster baked with egg yolk they ordered.

As soon as she came up, Yang Ruoyu couldn't wait. She immediately put on her gloves and ate.

After eating one, she remembered Huo Zheng. Seeing that he didn't do it again, she had a little impulse to pat her head.

"I said master Huo, you can't even peel lobster." Although it was a question, Yang Ruoyu did say yes.

Huo Zheng's ears turned red and nodded a little embarrassed.

Yang Ruoyu is really convinced, picked up a lobster demonstration: "come on, look, peel like me..."

Huo Zheng also picked up one to learn to peel it.

"Before you peel it, you can have a long winded mouth. The lobster of Uncle Yang's family is very clean. The essence of the lobster baked lobster is the smell of wrapping outside."

After Huo Zheng learned how to peel, Yang Ruoyu left her alone and ate it himself.

Huo Zheng couldn't eat the lobster with a mouthful, so he gracefully peeled off a row of shelled shrimp tails and ate them one by one with chopsticks.

Yang Ruoyu saw it and shook his head. "You have no soul when you eat lobster like this."

But she didn't do much and continued to eat.