To be honest, I pretty much agreed with his suggestion.

Hua Yan's appetite was so great that her throat was like a bottomless abyss, as if food was stuffed into her mouth and quickly teleported to other dimensions.

If you want to eat and drink as much as she wants, it is not a problem to eat the GDP of a country in a year.

If she eats for a few years, whether there are resources on the earth or not will be discounted.

But—

I shook my head and said to the bartender, "Do we have a signature dish here?" ”

"We're a bar, and at most we can make a burger or pizza or something — but if you want to eat it, I can ask the chef to make it for you, he used to run a restaurant in Germany, and he made frankfurters and crispy roasted pork knuckles."

"Can you sell it?" I asked.

"Brother, you don't really want to entertain this sister, do you?"

"yes," I nodded, "I think I've known her for a few days, and I don't want to go if I fool her, and besides, she's good to me." ”

The bartender looked at me for half a minute.

"Understood! Man! The little family is angry and calculating, not our style! Right? ”

"Yes, it's a big deal, it's just a little money, no, I'll earn it when I'm done spending it, and then I'll be able to spend it for a meal, right?" When I said this last sentence, I was a little vague.

"That's not necessarily - yes, I'll give you all the cost price plus labor costs! I'm going to call and ask the German restaurant next door to hurry up and get some ingredients! ”

"Thank you so much."

"Thank you, it's all men." He patted me on the shoulder and said.

"Oh yes," I remembered, "let's have the best whiskey first." ”

"Okay, but you have to remind that aunt to taste it slowly, don't tilt her neck again, I see her treat wine like this - distressed!" He sighed, picked up his phone and started calling.

I walked back to the table, and Hua Yu was already restless with excitement.

"Honey, what's delicious today? Tell me about it. ”

"Eat authentic German food and good wine."

"Okay, hahahaha." She laughed, "It's good to have food, is there meat?" ”

"German food is all hard food, all meat."

"Hahahaha-where's the wine?"

"Let's have a good bottle of wine first," I told the truth, "but don't drink it all in one go, human beings drink wine, they are all slowly tasted, so that the taste of the wine is fully integrated and fermented on the taste buds, as soon as the wine is in the mouth, with the passage of time, it will glow with different flavors from different angles and different levels, if you drink it with a bang, it is equivalent to drinking it for nothing." ”

"Really?" Hua Fu blinked his big eyes and looked at me motionlessly, "Honey, the way you speak seriously is so beautiful." ”

I almost hit my head on the table: "Let's not say such a sensual thing in public, okay?" ”

"Okay, you can say anything." She said, snorting.

The bartender came with a plate, and he put down a jar glass, then a bucket of ice cubes, and a plate of vegetable salad with marinated and grilled salmon.

"Twelve years old in Yamazaki, Miki Watanabe's choice - this wine is good, right?" The bartender put a large bottle of whiskey on the table and looked at me smugly.

"Wow, it's eaten! Eat, eat! Drink, drink, drink! Hua Fei's eyes turned to the dining table, and his eyes were straight.

Her words reminded me of a famous haiku by the famous haiku Matsuo Basho.

Legend has it that Matsuo Basho traveled all over the country and came to Matsushima in the Sendai domain, and was shocked by the spectacular scene, and he originally wanted to write poetry, but he couldn't find any words to express his feelings for a while.

"Matsushima, ah, Matsushima, Matsushima! (Matsushima や, ああ松島や, Matsushima )"

Now Hua Hu praises food, and Basho praises Matsushima, which can be said to be similar.

This situation, combined with today's Yamazaki whisky, is a perfect match.

I was still thinking about it, Hua Fei had already opened the whiskey bottle, raised it and took a big sip.

"Good wine!" She slapped the table.

"Hey, grandma, that's not how you drink!" I hurried to stop her.

"Isn't it just drinking slowly? I've been drinking slowly, haven't I? She looked at me.

I put a few ice cubes into the glass, then poured the wine into the glass, held it up to look at the light, and handed it to her.

"Look."

Under the action of ice cubes and the reflection of the light, the lines of whisky stretch in the glass, like the smoke of cooking after rain in a mountain village, and like the silk thread of an ethereal girl. The aroma of wine rippling from the glass, smelling sweet and fragrant, with a hint of chocolate and a charming smell of smoked cake.

"Looks good, right? The food in the world is full of color, flavor and taste, and it just looks good......"

Before I could finish speaking, Hua Hu interrupted me.

"It's so much fun." She clapped her hands and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, bring me a drink!" ”

Alas, there is no way, when she meets such a foodie who burns the qin and cooks cranes, the appearance of the food is probably a floating cloud for her, and it is only serious to drink it in her stomach.

She picked up the cup and drank it all, and chewed on the ice cubes and said, "It's delicious!" It's even more refreshing with ice! ”

She reached for the salad plate, but I quickly stopped her again and handed her a pair of knives and forks.

"Wait, we can't always eat with our hands, humans have the tools to eat—you see."

I picked up a piece of lettuce with a fork and put it in my mouth, gesturing, "That's how it should be eaten." ”

"Hmm." She learned from me to take the fork and hold it in her hand, fiddling with it and watching.

"And this." I picked up my knife and tried to cut a black olive, then put it in my mouth with a fork, "This is the cutlery." When you eat meat for a while, you learn to do the same. ”

"Hmm." She took the knife again, looked at it for a moment, and set it aside.

She held the fork with her right hand less skillfully and gestured to the salmon on the plate.

"That's right." I smiled and encouraged her.

She smiled heartily at me.

"Thank you, dear, for teaching me cutlery."

"It's okay, you learn slowly, follow the customs, since you're here, let's slowly adapt."

"Okay."

She lifted the fork, then picked up the plate, and in the blink of an eye, pulled the full plate of salad snoring into her mouth.

"Hmmm, the fork is easy to use, easy to use." She chewed on the grass and whined.

I let out a long sigh, but then I was relieved.

At least it's stronger than before, and I've started to use utensils, which is the first step in the Long March......

"Hey, hey!" The sound of a microphone audition came from the bar's round stand, and the girl who played the guitar sat on it again. She tuned the equipment, then slowly began to play the piano.

I don't know why, but Hua Hu stopped chewing, and she looked at the girl a few times as if she were paying attention.

"What's wrong?" I asked. You know, there aren't many things in the world that attract her attention more than food.

"That woman, there are ghosts." She said succinctly.