"It smells so good!" Leng Zirui, who was sitting opposite Luo Xiaoqian, sniffed, "Sissi, today's dinner is cooked by a new chef specially invited by Locke for you. You should eat more!
"
"Really?" Luo Xiaoqian's eyes naturally fell on the dish on the table.
It was a home-cooked dish that she loved very much - fried shrimps with corn, cucumber.
In fact, this dish is usually served with green beans as a side dish, but because Luo Xiaoqian doesn't like the beany smell of green beans, Leng Zimo always uses cucumbers instead when making it.
Smelling the long-lost fragrance on the table, Luo Xiaoqian instantly felt her appetite.
He immediately took the spoon, took a spoonful of vegetables, and put it into his mouth tentatively.
Having learned from previous mistakes, although she smelled good, she didn't dare to take a big bite and just tried to eat in small bites.
The shrimps are very fresh, the canned corn kernels have been washed with water, the sweetness is not too greasy, and the refreshing cucumber pieces... everything is very suitable to her appetite.
"How is it?" Locke looked at her profile and asked gently, "Sissi?"
"Well, it's delicious." Luo Xiaoqian had a rare bright expression on her face.
In the past few days, every time she ate, it felt like going to the execution ground, but this time, she really felt that it tasted delicious.
The second course was served hot, then the third, and the fourth course, and finally a bowl of thick porridge in a small bowl, with golden jujubes peeled off the jujube cores, and white
Lotus seeds paired with various colors of rice and beans look very refreshing.
"That's great." Luo Xiaoqian looked at the porridge in front of her and smiled rarely at the dining table. "This is what I want to eat most right now."
She scooped up the porridge with a spoon and brought it to her mouth. Luo Xiaoqian had an expression of enjoyment on her face.
Locke was not a fan of Chinese food. He grew up in Rome. In his heart, he always believed that Italian cuisine was the supreme delicacy that nobles should enjoy.
For him who doesn't use chopsticks, eating such a meal would not be very enjoyable, but seeing Luo Xiaoqian eating so deliciously, he was in a good mood.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten such authentic Chinese food." Leng Zirui also praised while eating. Even when he was at home, it was not easy for him to eat food cooked by Leng Zimo himself, let alone here.
, he has been eating breakfast recently, and his stomach has already begun to miss home. Now that he can eat such delicious hometown food, he also has a great appetite, "Sissi, this time, in addition to thanking Locke, you also thank me. This time
I hired a chef."
"Really, thank you then." Luo Xiaoqian ate happily, and her tone seemed a bit happy.
"How could I lie to you? But, having said that, you must not have thought that these Chinese dishes are made by an authentic Italian, right?"
His eldest brother worked hard and risked his life to come here, but Leng Zirui still wanted to say a few words of good food for him. This also laid a foundation for the previous contact between Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian.
"Really?" Luo Xiaoqian was also surprised.
She originally thought that the person who made such delicious Chinese food must be a Chinese chef.
"You don't believe it?" Leng Zirui raised his left hand and gestured to the servant, "Go and ask Mr. Chef to come over and tell him that Madam wants to see if he is Italian."
The servant turned around hurriedly and walked into the kitchen to invite Leng Zimo.
