After Jin Qian, the first person to try crabs, everyone else followed suit, taking a sip of red wine first and then eating the bread. After taking a bite, everyone had a more or less surprised expression on their face.
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Tai Shiyou took a bite as he was told, his face changed greatly.
He had never tried this way of eating before, and it was only then that he realized that someone so familiar could remember the names of Western food. How could he only have a partial understanding of Western food? He had always looked down on Luo Yu too much.
Before the third dish was served, old man Falilian walked in energetically. Seeing everyone sipping wine and eating Marseille fish soup, his face flashed with joy: "Tai, you must have asked them to do this.
Well, not many people know that the umami flavor of Marseille fish and red wine can be combined skillfully. This is something that not many people know yet. You really surprised me."
Seeing that the Frenchman, who has always regarded reserve as a virtue, actually came forward to hug Tai Shiyou, it was enough to see how happy Fa Lilian was now.
Tai Shiyou had an indescribable embarrassment on his face and could only smile: "Yes, yes."
But Jin Qian did not give him this face, and said to Fa Lilian: "It was Luo Yu who told us that it would taste better this way."
"Luo Yu?" Fa Lilian looked at Jin Qian questioningly.
Jin Qian pursed her lips and said, "No, that's him." Her smooth and pointed chin was pointing at the official Luo who looked dirty and was grabbing a baguette tortilla.
Luo Yu sat diagonally across from Chang Zicai. Seeing that Chang Zicai kept looking at him with ill intentions, she made this move to disgust him. Sure enough, Chang Zicai only glanced at him and stopped eating.
"Oh! Luo Yu, Mr. Yuluo, you must have been to France." Fa Lilian hurriedly walked over a few steps and grabbed Luo Yu's hand. This action made Tai Shiyou jealous. As a member of the French Western Food Association
The chief chef, Fa Lilian has always been polite to him, but now he actually takes the initiative to shake hands with that bastard Luo Yu.
"France?" Luo Yu chuckled, took his hand out of Fa Lilian's hand, and casually dusted his clothes, "Haha, the Gallic rooster tastes really good, just a joke, just a joke, why are you saying that?
Have I been to France?”
"Because of your strict requirements for delicious food." Fa Lilian's face was full of seriousness.
"Am I harsh?" Luo Yu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
Fang Jie, who knew Luo Yu best at the scene, also smiled. If Luo Yu was picky about things, then the sow with double eyelids was also pretty.
"Yes." Fali Lian nodded seriously, "We French people have always regarded eating as an art. Since it is an art, of course it must be perfect. Judging from the red wine you just chose to eat this Marseille fish soup.
, I can see that you are an Oriental with our French persistence in pursuing art."
Hearing this string of rap words made Luo Yu feel dizzy. He vaguely remembered that Fa Lilian seemed to say that the French regarded sex as an art.
"Treatment as art? Isn't this similar to Little Japan? They say that Westerners are open, and it's true. This kind of thing can be said openly." Luo Yu's heart was full of contempt for Fa Lilian, "How can we be like this?
China’s subtle beauty, your aphrodisiacs are all called Spanish Fly, Indian God Oil, etc., but we have a much more beautiful sense of beauty, such as I love a stick of firewood, Guanyin takes off her clothes.”
Although he thought so in his heart, the old gangster still put on a very humble look on his face, patted Fa Lilian's shoulder with his hands that were stained with greasy bread, rubbed it by the way, and left a mark on Fa Lilian's cheap and expensive suit.
An oily spot.
"Xiaofa, you are too polite. When will I take you to our Northeast to try some steamed buns? You will know that our simple Chinese people are actually more picky about food than you."
"Wowotou?" A puzzled look appeared on Fa Lilian's face, "Is it better than this Marseille fish soup? I have put a lot of effort into making this dish. I believe that the whole of Europe can make Marseille fish soup even better.
I will never have more than two good people."
After saying that, he had a very confident look on his face.
Luo Yu's face was full of weirdness, and she suppressed her laughter and pretended to be serious: "The French people's delicious food and dining style can't help but remind people of the string of notes flowing under Clayderman's fingers. It is romantic and meaningful, and makes you fully
Appreciate the artistic sentiment of French cuisine.
In comparison, our Chinese cuisine is much richer. The light ones are like running water on a small bridge or the clear springs in the mountains; the hot ones are like volcanoes erupting and lava is everywhere.
China has a vast land and abundant resources, including snow ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, and rare and exotic animals. For example, this Marseille fish. In your hands, you can only cook the Marseille fish soup, but in the hands of our country’s chefs,
This fish can not only be fried, fried, stir-fried, or grilled, but can also be used to make soup, or the fish head is braised, the fish body is made into fillets, and the fish bones are used to make soup. We collect the fish soaks and fry them before taking them.
When it comes to making soup, in our hands, there are at least dozens of ways to prepare a fish.
So Xiaofa, you still don’t understand enough.”
Official Luo said earnestly, as if a teacher was teaching his students to study hard, but the scene was very natural and did not feel abrupt at all.
For Fa Lilian, no one has said to him that his understanding of food is not enough for at least decades, but Luo Yu's words make people feel very reasonable. The world is full of wonders, and his understanding is indeed not enough.
There are three ways to prepare the fish head, body, and bones, which he has never considered in this way.
Fa Lilian was also a down-to-earth person. He felt that what the other party said was reasonable, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your advice."
This bow made Tai Shiyou want to stab his chest with a fork. What kind of magic power did Luo Yu have that could make Mr. Falilian sincerely convinced of him?
Luo Daguan got the advantage and behaved well. He smiled and nodded: "Xiaofa, I admire your attitude very much. There is an old saying in China. When three people are together, I will be wet. Either you are wet or I am wet. Everyone is wet.
Really wet.”
Fa Lilian didn't understand a word at all, and nodded: "Your theory is too profound. I thought that your country has a saying that can describe you, Mr. Yuluo."
"How do you say that?" Luo Daguan was very curious, "I am a very humble person. Don't tell me that you have amazing bones. I have a few martial arts secret books here. The country is like a painted skin, and life is like a wet dream.
I would be embarrassed if you thought too highly of my mere twenty years of life."
"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth." Fa Lilian looked at Luo Yu with stern eyes and said, filtering out his theory about wet dreams.
Luo Yu coughed a few times and laughed loudly: "Although Xiaofa's evaluation is a bit serious, and although it is a bit misleading, it still reflects my tall and mighty aura, which is worthy of praise."
Hearing this, Tai Shiyou and others were all ashamed. They didn't know how Luo Yu got such a face.
"The third dish that I prepared carefully today will be served later. I hope that Mr. Luo can give you some comments." Falilian bowed and said, and when he raised his head, his eyes were shining.
, obviously he is also extremely confident in his third dish.
Luo Yu felt helpless when he heard this. Why did he say it so well that this old guy regarded himself as a gourmet?
However, the third course of French Western food is the main course of the meal, and it is also the most expressive dish in French cuisine. It is often made delicately and elegantly, making it unforgettable for diners.
Luo Yu took this time to carefully recall his past experiences of eating Western food.