Chapter 97: No Spicy No Joy
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As thin as an eggshell, each piece is made with great care.
The colors are light and elegant, seemingly simple, but they are all exquisite.
"What do you want to eat? Just order whatever you want."[
Ye Xuanji shook her head.
She has never seen any of the dishes here, how should she order them?
Fortunately, there is still a recipe.
Ye Xuanji looked at the names on it, picked out the ones with nice names, and clicked on a few at random.
When she looked up, she saw Mo Yuncong staring at her, with a faint light shining in his eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat and she pushed the menu over: "Okay, I'll order these first, and you order the rest."
Mo Yuncong didn't accept the recipe at all and just named a few dishes at random.
"Want something to drink?"
"Drink-drink your daughter's red."
Ye Xuanji has long heard that ancient daughters were pretty good.
It was a rare occasion when she traveled through time and drank something authentic.
"Daughter red?"
Mo Yuncong frowned: "Is there such wine?"
Ye Xuanji sweated.
She forgot that this was not a dynasty with historical records, but an imaginary one...
"I remember you like to drink pear blossom wine the most, would you like some?" Mo Yuncong suggested.
"Okay, then let's have a jar of pear blossom wine." Ye Xuanji followed suit.
She used to like drinking the most, and she was famous for not getting drunk after a thousand cups.
Even the senior brother is afraid of three points.[
These days, as she was recuperating from her injuries, she ate light food and didn't even drink a sip of wine.
When she mentioned it at this moment, it seemed that the alcohol bug in her body was also aroused.
The dishes were served quickly, and the wine was also brought.
Ye Xuanji suddenly lost her appetite when she looked at the table full of dinner.
She has been addicted to spicy food all her life, and she doesn't like anything spicy.
And none of these dishes are spicy!
There are clearly several dishes with spicy characters in their names, but why are they all her least favorite sweets?
Looking at the dishes in front of Mo Yuncong, her eyes lit up.
I ordered a little bit with chopsticks: "Master Hou, I want to eat your plate."
This chapter has been completed!