Chapter 818 A western meal(2/2)
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A plate as clean as teeth was placed in front of me, and some vegetables were scattered on the plate, and a knife and fork was placed next to it.
I swear, although I saw other people eating these things, I saw them from a distance in the window. It was a way for foreigners to eat. At that time, I felt very confused about what was good about foreigners eating like this.
It's not as if the Chinese way of eating with chopsticks is more vivid.
To be honest, I really don't know how to use these knives and forks, and I certainly won't be stupid enough to do it right away. Haven't I seen Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions? I pretended to follow Ding Fengjun's movements.
That’s ok too.
So I secretly observed their actions. I planned to imitate their way of eating this thing. Isn’t this a particularly big problem? I have used my kitchen knife so much, so I’m still afraid of you.
Knives and forks are not enough.
Maybe my appearance gives people a sense of subtlety. I saw that they didn't notice it when they saw me, and it didn't matter to me, because it's not easy for me to pretend to be such a thing.
Third brother asked me with concern.
"These steak dishes are what our Ding Fengjun likes to eat very much. Ding Fengjun has studied abroad for 4 years and has long been accustomed to such Western cold dishes. I wonder if you, Miss Jiujiu, like these set meals?"
I smiled and said, "Of course I like it very much."
The third brother looked at me and made another gesture of invitation: "Then don't be polite here. As for the drawings we have here, although they can't be said to be 10 points like a Western set meal, they are 789 points and delicious.
Miss Ninth, you can do whatever you want."
I looked at the salad fruits in my eyes. How do I eat the things I made? Do I use a knife and fork? Finally, I suddenly turned around and looked at a maid next to me and asked.
"Excuse me, where did my chopsticks go?"
When I looked at this, they all laughed, and I suddenly realized whether I had done these etiquettes wrong again.
Ding Fengjun smiled: "Jiujiu, this is a Western meal. You don't need chopsticks or a spoon. You can eat it with just the knife and fork in your hand."
The third brother quickly called the servant again: "Aunt Liu, hurry up and help this young lady bring a pair of bowls, chopsticks, and a spoon."
Wouldn't that be embarrassing and a joke? I waved my hand quickly.
"No, thank you. You don't need it for now. I think if two people can do something, why can't I do it? Isn't it just a knife and a fork?"
The two of them smiled and looked at me without paying any attention to me. Maybe they were all hungry. That was natural. Who wouldn't be hungry after a day of hunger? I watched Ding Fengjun and Third Brother acting casually and elegantly.
Eating these western food.
I also imitated Ding Fengjun, picked up the knife and fork, imitated his movements, and slowly cut the piece of meat. But when I took a bite of the cut meat, my God,
What is this smell? It was so strong that it almost made me spit it out.
These so-called vegetables are all mixed with some sour and sweet things, which taste really bad. To eat these vegetables, half of the chili sauce and some raw garlic and onions will be delicious.
, when you mix these sweet and sour cheeses, it really tastes like that, it’s so weird!
Ding Fengjun looked up and smiled.
"You're not very used to this, are you?"
I laughed at my mocking language.
"Actually, I already understand why those foreigners look so white and like a big white pig. I understand today that this thing has a lot to do with them sometimes."
Both of them looked at me curiously, feeling that my remarks might be beyond their understanding and accompaniment. I couldn't help but feel a little proud, at least I could use my eloquence to its full potential.
"Jiujiu, what are you talking about?"
I answered without hesitation.
"Aren't these things actually very strange? Don't you think that the food that foreigners eat is the same as that of livestock? If this food doesn't add some nutrition and meat, why wouldn't it be fat?
Even after getting better, they are still as pale and pale as a devil."
Ding Fengjun smiled and explained to me.
"Now the steaks are here, and when we eat Western food, we don't put all the meals on the table at once like we eat Chinese food. The dishes are placed on the table one by one, and there is a sense of order.
You see, this steak has already arrived. They also eat meat, not just vegetarians."
"Well, wouldn't it mean that we don't feel anything at all? Then it would be very troublesome when we eat Western food. When we eat at home, we must put all the food on the table with a bang, and then put it in a clear place.
Rice, wouldn’t it be great if everyone could eat whatever they want? If that’s the case, then when will white rice be served in Western food?”
After I said this, Ding Fengjun and Ding Xutian burst into laughter again. I was really a little bit embarrassed that they were laughing so hard.
From their expressions, I knew they were laughing at me, so I bowed my head and remained silent.
I'm too lazy to care about them. Now I keep my head down and work hard to learn how to cut steak, and I'm really bad at using these knives and forks. Although I feel very good about using kitchen knives, I don't like these small knives.
, the little fork really killed me.
After several struggles, I was like sawing a piece of wood, and several times the beef protruded from one of my plates.
Just when I was feeling a little embarrassed, Ding Fengjun quickly cut a steak in his hand and placed it in front of me.
"Come on, Miss Jiujiu, you've worked hard today. I cut this steak for you, and let me cut yours."
I waved my hand stubbornly.
"No, it's not that troublesome. It's just a Western meal. In fact, don't worry about the style and process. In fact, it's okay."
I don't particularly have the idea of worshiping foreign countries, but I didn't want others to see clearly, so I took the knife and fork and inserted it into the steak, directly putting it in the mouth.
Chapter completed!