The coffee island tourists seem to be in a good mood.
Surprisingly, he was able to meet someone here who could communicate with him in a language he was familiar with.
According to Mu Han's instruction, he put sliced ??cabbage, sliced ??radish, and sliced ??potato into the shabu-shabu.
The tumbling soup pot, with the boiling of the soup, is overflowing with fragrance.
At this time, there were no other guests, so Mu Han simply sat down beside him, drinking tea, and said to the tourists in Feizhou when he was ready to eat.
The visitor from Feizhou nodded. It was his first time eating this kind of food, and he didn't know the taste. He was also full of curiosity and anticipation.
Because he was not used to chopsticks, he used a knife and a fork to get out the cabbage slices and radish slices from the soup pot and put them on the plate in front of him.
Then I tried to eat it.
Zhao Wei, Liu Yan, and Zhou Dongyu next to each other had nervous expressions on their faces.
Although it smells good, it's really hard to say how it tastes.
After all, if it is in the country.
There is a prepared base material, even if you just get some vegetables to eat, the taste can be done.
But here, it is no different from domestic ones. There is no such thing as finished pot bottom materials.
It can only be configured by the radish itself.
The tourists from Feizhou put the cabbage in their mouths first, and chewed slowly
Zhao Wei and the others became even more nervous, peeping from the side without blinking.
next moment.
?Suddenly, the eyes of the Fenzhou Ophthalmology Department lit up, and swallowed the cabbage with a thud, to be quick, taste the radish slices
The speed has increased a lot.
After that, he wolfed down some cabbage and radishes that were put on the plate
The eyes are full of golden light.
Then quickly used a knife and fork to get the cabbage, radish and potatoes out of the pot, as if he had never eaten anything in eight lifetimes.
"ah?"
"ah?"
Zhao Wei, Liu Yan, Zhou Dongyu, looking at this situation, their eyes are so big.
Could it be that the shabu-shabu made by Mu Han is very delicious?
Judging from the reaction of tourists in Feizhou, it seems that this is indeed the case.
Just at this time.
The tourists from Feizhou gave a thumbs up to the radish while gobbling it up.
He said with high spirits: "Ji Li Gu Lu, Ji Li Gu Lu, Ji Li Gu Lu"
Although no one could understand what he said.
But I can be sure.
Visitors from Feizhou, this is the hot pot in Zan Muhan, he is very satisfied with it.
"Hoo"
Zhao Wei let out a long breath, letting go of the worries in his heart.
but.
He also didn't think how delicious the hot pot made by Mu Han was.
At most, it can only be regarded as not too unpalatable.
It should be a tourist in Feizhou, who has never eaten hot pot at all, so there is such a reaction.
In short, the tourists who finally got in did not feel disgusted, it was too unpalatable, just leave.
Inside the live broadcast room.
Fans who were worried about Mu Han, at this time, also breathed a sigh of relief.
The barrage kept flying up.
"Woc, the hot pot made of bananas, it's super delicious, look, the guy from Fenzhou, the one who ate it wolfishly"
"Hmm Bananas are really amazing, tm, I understand Interlingua and aboriginal languages, and my cooking skills are so good. Look at the tourists from Feizhou gobbling it up. The hot pot made of bananas must be super delicious. "
"Not bad, not bad, just one word, bananas are amazing"
"EmmmmI guess, not necessarily, how delicious the hot pot made of bananas is, it should be that black guy, who has never eaten hot pot at all, and has never mentioned the deliciousness of Huiguo hot pot. The food culture of my country is extensive and profoundso yes For us, ordinary hot pot, these black old ones are also super delicious"
"It makes sense, makes sense"
"Cut Don't be fooled if you don't understand upstairs, the culinary skills of Kung Fu masters are just superb"
"Yes, yes, I don't know anything else, I'm blind"
In the longing life, the fans who know Mu Han's culinary skills quit, and immediately turned against him.
And at this moment.
Huang Xiaoming smiled, and pulled in two more tourists
It's a couple,Couple in their 40s.
It's two Fa Chinese.
Seeing another guest coming, Zhao Wei no longer paid attention to the tourists from Feizhou, and hurriedly greeted Liu Yan, and went to meet the two tourists from Fa Country.
Exchanged a few words in poor Interlingua, and let the two sit down.
Zhao Wei looked at Mu Han, before she could speak, Luo Luo had already walked towards the back kitchen.
"oh¡"
Zhao Wei held back what she was about to say, a little speechless.
Zhou Dongyu also hurried into the kitchen to help.
Zhao Wei was looking for a topic, and chatted with two tourists from Faradays, and stabilized the two of them.
Now this is the case.
A tacit division of labor has been formed.
soon.
Similarly, four plates of radish slices, cabbage slices, and potato slices were brought out by Zhou Dongyu.
The two tourists from Farah, with question marks on their faces, asked in Interlingua: "How do you eat this thing?"
"Is this called hot pot?"
Zhao Wei explained again helplessly in broken Interlingua.
but.
Food culture is different from everyday language, and Zhao Wei's poor Interlingua can't be explained clearly at all.
"??"
The two Fargo tourists listened with question marks on their faces.
Until two or three minutes later, when Mu Han brought out the soup, the two tourists from the Far country were still in a daze. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com