"Yes, it's that kind of curry."
Sisters Qi Yun, Qi Ya, and Huang Lingyi all looked surprised.
"Husband, what are you talking about, they are eating curry?"
"Exactly."
"Mr., is this the curry we used to eat?"
"Exactly."
The little cutie frowned slightly and turned around to look at the Westerners who were eating again doubtfully.
Immediately, the little cutie quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at Young Master Liu with disbelief and shook his head vigorously.
"Impossible, impossible, how could curry be this color?"
"Hehehe, you stinky girl, your Aunt Lanya didn't have any strange reaction just now.
If you don’t believe it, you can ask her if what those Westerners are eating is curry.”
Hearing this, the little cutie quickly looked at Gumelanya who was sitting next to her.
"Aunt Lanya, tell Yue'er, is it really curry they are eating?"
Seeing the little cutie looking for answers to herself, Gumelanya smiled and nodded.
"Yue'er, your father didn't lie to you. What those people ate was indeed curry."
Even though she got the truth from Gu Melanya's mouth again, the little cutie still couldn't believe it.
After all, those yellow-looking, slimy juices really couldn't be combined with the curry I had eaten at Tai Lung before.
"real?"
"Keke, Yue'er, it's really curry.
It’s just that their approach may be a little different from your Dalong approach.”
Listening to Gu Melanya's affirmative tone, the little cutie remained silent for a moment with a troubled face, and then quietly gave a thumbs up.
"Talent, talent!
I hope the food served to us later will not look like this.
Otherwise, I would rather squat outside the gate to eat dry food and drink cold water than take a bite of the food they bring."
"Yue'er is right, I don't know how to eat it either."
"I don't want to eat either. I would rather be hungry."
"I second the proposal."
"My sisters all agree."
Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the group of ladies playfully.
"Ladies, it actually tastes pretty good. You can try it."
The faces of all the beauties changed greatly, and they shook their heads hurriedly.
"Uh-huh, forget it, forget it."
"Husband, I am not blessed to be able to enjoy myself."
"Husband, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach when I think about having food of that color on my lips.
Therefore, no matter how delicious it tastes, I probably won’t be able to eat it.”
"It's just that, the cooking of good food is too much."
"If this were done to our Dalong, I estimate that the cook would most likely be beaten up by the guests."
While everyone was chatting in low voices, the younger brother's well-spoken Dalong words sounded again. ()
Chapter completed!