Naturally, Li Yun didn't dare to tell the three women this information, because she was afraid that they would feel bad about it and even lose their mind to eat.
When serving the dishes, Li Yun looked at the attire of these waiters and found that they were all wearing white gloves before he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The sanitary conditions in this restaurant are still acceptable.
A person with the appearance of a foreman smiled and asked Li Yun something. After he answered, the other party turned and left.
"What did that person say?" Wan Qingya asked curiously.
"Just ask if you want to experience the pilaf!"
Li Yun replied.
"Pizza?"
Wan Nishang frowned, "What's so strange about pilaf? This is also a feature?"
Concubine Wan Qing picked up the special soup spoon and said helplessly: "There are no chopsticks in this place, and I am not used to eating a meal. I don't want to come here when I travel."
Li Yun coughed, looked at the three girls, and said in a weird tone: "You really want me to explain?"
"Talk and talk." Wan Qingya urged first.
"OK then."
Li Yun called a waiter and said a few words to him. Soon, four banana leaves were brought up and placed in front of Li Yun.
"Is this for serving rice?" Wan Nishang asked curiously. After all, fools can see that the only purpose of such a large banana leaf is for serving rice.
Li Yun nodded, poured the rice on the clean banana leaves, and then took a portion of the cooked chicken curry, barbecue, chicken nuggets, vegetables, etc., and put them on the banana leaves.
The three girls were dumbfounded, they guessed what the so-called pilaf was!
"Just, what?!" Consort Wan Qing was stunned.
"This is Ah San's hand grabbing rice?" Wan Nishang squinted at Li Yun, "How to eat? Hand grabbing?"
"Yes, pilaf!"
Li Yun washed his hand with a spell, stretched out the rice on the banana leaf, stirred the rice grains with the curry soup, then turned it into claws with five fingers, and grabbed some of the mixed rice and curry juice. The mixed thing was put in the mouth.
"vomit!!!"
Concubine Wan Qing made a very deliberate gesture of vomiting. This is of course a very rude gesture. Changing to being an ordinary person has long been watched by the restaurant staff. It is because she is a beautiful woman and has many privileges. In addition, the staff did not understand the conversation between her and Li Yun, and did not know what she was vomiting now.
Wan Nishang said coldly: "It's disgusting! This is also called pilaf? This is stirred and stirred, just like... pig food!"
Fortunately, she thought that the pilaf was to hold the rice with her hands, and then hold the chicken drumsticks with her hands. Of course, the soup was still made with a spoon, instead of the way Li Yun is now, mixing the rice and the dishes together.
Just like pig food!
Li Yun said innocently: "Concubine Wan Qing, stop for me! Don't vomit, my hands are very clean. Okay, this is an authentic pilaf, don't believe you look at the guests on the table over there."
The third woman turned her head and looked, and she saw an authentic Asan who was eating the well-mixed rice with her right hand.
"..."
Concubine Wan Qing stretched out her hand and pushed away all the rice and dishes: "Suddenly I lose my appetite, what should I do? The people here are just...no talking? You can use a soup spoon, just use your hands...to lose your appetite. , Don't eat it!"
Li Yun reached out and grabbed a handful of well-mixed rice, stretched it to her mouth, and said with a smile: "Would you like me to feed you?"
"Fuck off, I won't eat what you touched by your dirty hands!"
"What's dirty, clean?"
"Husband~~~"
Wan Qingya came over, opened her mouth very obediently, swallowed the curry rice in Li Yun's hand, chewing happily on her face.
Visit freewe𝑏(n)ovel.co(m) for the b𝘦st novel reading experience