Yunding Ranch

Chapter 377 A Bold Attempt
Trying new things is a huge challenge, because it represents the unknown and uncertainty, accompanied by anxiety, panic and fear, everyone has their own fears, not everyone dares to try, especially It's when prejudice and bigotry are at work.

It has nothing to do with nationality, culture, or class, it's just about personal experience and character.

When Lu Li tried to make hot pot before, Ronald from the Black Mane Ranch was very repulsive. If it wasn't for his trust in Lu Li, Ronald would not have the courage to try anyway.Therefore, Lu Li never had unrealistic fantasies, thinking that Chinese food could sweep thousands of troops, and everyone would love it.

Today, I made Chinese food for Richard and the others. Lu Li chose Kung Pao Chicken and Mushu Meat. In fact, considering the situation of Robinson and the others, he chose dishes with a higher acceptance level as much as possible, even Roast Beef with Potatoes. in this way.Even so, Mark, Robinson and Raymond's rejection of pimple soup was to be expected.

"Please give me a bowl, please?"

When Mark said that, Lu Li was a little surprised, and asked, "Are you sure?"

The corners of Mark's mouth were slightly pursed, half a smile was not a smile, even if he didn't speak, the affirmation and determination revealed by those eyes were enough to explain everything.

Lu Li didn't say anything more, shrugged his shoulders lightly, lowered his head and ordered a bowl of gnocchi soup, then handed it to Mark, "Do you need me to get the trash can ready?"

The teasing tone made Richard who was sitting next to him laugh, but then he restrained himself, because there was still a mouthful of gnocchi soup in his mouth, including a piece of gnocchi, and he was chewing carefully, with a weird expression , I can't tell whether I like it or hate it, I should be savoring it carefully, and I haven't decided whether I should like it or not.

Mark lightly raised the bowl in his hand, "I'll run to the bathroom in time." There was no direct answer, but the way of expression couldn't be more clear, and the smile on the corner of Lu Li's mouth couldn't help but rise.

The eyes of Raymond and Robinson followed closely, and they fell on Mark. They could even feel their nervousness, as if they were worried that Mark had eaten something wrong, which would cause stomach discomfort or even food poisoning.

The eyes that concealed his emotions made the scene even more unbearable.So solemn, so terrified, and even inadvertently revealed a trace of contempt.Not from race, but from class.At this moment, the deviations brought about by class differences are gradually revealed, even if they are not intentional.

In fact, not only these two people, but also the cowboys on the ranch temporarily stopped their movements and looked away. Everyone was curious about Mark's reaction.

Under the eyes of everyone, Mark seemed to have never heard of it. He picked up the spoon calmly, stirred the soup lightly, and watched the gnocchi turning one by one. The tender green onions and bright red tomatoes turned the cloudy The liquid is lit, but there is a wonderful sense of color collision, which presents the unique color matching of Chinese cuisine.

The spoon did not hit the edge of the small bowl, and there was no sound. The restraint shown in the details showed his family background.

Mark scooped up a spoonful of soup with a small piece of gnocchi on it. He blew away the steaming heat above the spoon, then took a sip of the soup, and tasted it carefully. Everyone held their breath and waited. With Mark's comment.

But unexpectedly, Mark didn't speak, he raised the spoon again, and put the gnocchi and the remaining soup into his mouth - still without any sound, not only did he not get scalded by the boiling soup to the inner wall of his mouth, He was not too embarrassed by a whole group of gnocchi, and even his every move carried the elegance of a gentleman.

Mark began to chew slowly, as if he was tasting the top-level cuisine. He was in a Michelin three-star restaurant, enjoying the fruits of the labor of the world's top chefs.

In the silence, Lu Li sighed softly, "Wow. Please tell me that you are really enjoying it, not because of the friendship you showed as a friend. Because of your actions, I feel like I cooked it." It's haute cuisine." The teasing tone made everyone laugh.

But Mark was not affected at all.He swallowed the food in his mouth unhurriedly, then raised his head and straightened his back, "This is indeed high-end cuisine. In London, the price of the real top-notch Chinese food is not inferior to that of French food. I It means, the kind that rich people in the Middle East are willing to try.”

Serious words, but with a touch of irony, hidden in the black humor, but not everyone can catch up.

Lu Li spread his hands, with a sincere look on his face, "Nowadays, rich people are gradually moving away from the city and going to the countryside to experience a different life. This has become a trend, isn't it? Compared to England's Lake District For me, the characteristics of the ranch should be more attractive, right?"

The Lake District is a rural area in Northwest England, and it is the most popular holiday destination for the British upper class.Now it has gradually evolved into a tourist attraction.Lu Li continued to follow Mark's teasing, black humor to black humor, and the confidence in the words between the words made the laughter even better.

Mark's eyes flickered slightly, with a faint smile between his brows, and under the attention of everyone, he commented, "I must admit, this soup is very special. It is similar to Western thick soup, but completely different .”

Mark paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about it, and then said cautiously, "The viscous taste is very smooth, with a faint aroma, I guess, it should be the aroma of ginger and green onion, and then there is the aroma of radish. The sweetness and the fragrance of beef, the taste of the whole soup is very light, even lighter than expected, but the aftertaste is very strong. I like the taste of wheat, the original taste."

After stopping again, Mark scooped up another spoonful of soup, took another sip of the soup, chewed a small piece of gnocchi, and then said, "The texture of this kind of pasta is very strong and full. Most importantly, my stomach is warm, I like it."

Mark raised his head and looked at Lu Li, "To be honest, you can't feel this kind of texture in Western food."

Hot soup is still a hot soup that can fill you up. Such dishes are indeed rare in Western food.As for the hot soup that can dispel the cold and warm the stomach, this is the characteristic of Chinese food.

The words were plain, without too many modifiers, but the ordinary words clearly expressed Mark's praise and admiration.No discounts.

Lu Li and the others were fine, but Raymond, Robinson, and Richard sitting next to them were all shocked, as if they weren't used to Mark's attitude.

Robinson was the first to bear it, and raised his voice and said, "Mark, are you serious?"

Mark turned his head and said with a smile, "When did I not take it seriously?"

A rebuttal made Robinson choke, and he turned his head to look at Raymond. The two looked at each other, as if they didn't know how to respond.

Richard looked at his soup bowl, and before he knew it, there was less than a quarter of the contents left, he laughed, "I can't tell why, I'm not as professional as Mark. But the fact is that the taste of this bowl of soup is very strange, really strange, I don’t know if the sticky feeling is good or bad, I can only say that I don’t reject it, but the spoon can’t help but keep sending it to my mouth, taking a bite , One sip, it will be finished in a blink of an eye. Besides, I want a second bowl."

Richard was more honest, didn't comment, but spoke with practical actions, picked up the soup bowl, drank the rest in one go, then handed the soup bowl to Lu Li, "Can I have another bowl? Richard stood up involuntarily, looked at the soup bowl in front of Lu Li, "Excuse me, is this enough? Shouldn't it be, everyone only has one bowl, right?"

At this time, the soup basin was mostly emptied, and the spoon placed next to it completely touched the bottom, and then half of it surfaced.It seems that there are at most three or four bowls left.

Richard turned his head to look at Robinson and Raymond, "Are you sure you don't want to try? If so, we can share the rest of the soup equally." Before the two could answer, Richard looked at Mark, "What about you?"

Mark looked forbearing and restrained, without much expression, looked at Richard with a smile, and shrugged, "If it's not too rude." The subtext is that he is willing to add another bowl, but at this time The soup bowl had already bottomed out, so out of politeness, he naturally wouldn't ask for it.

Mark's attitude caused Robinson and Raymond to exchange glances again, and the two looked at the other food on the plate in front of them: goulash with potatoes, full of aroma, and the caramel-colored beef whets the appetite; the combination of red and yellow The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are bright and bright in color; there are also Kung Pao Chicken and Moo Shu Meat that make people salivate constantly, I can't help it.

Without warning, Robinson stood up abruptly, "I want it! I want a bowl!" The expression of gnashing his teeth seemed like he had made up his mind after going through all kinds of hardships. The appearance of dying on the battlefield really makes people laugh.

He didn't hear a response, Robinson thought he was rejected, opened his eyes quickly, and said urgently, "Isn't everyone a bowl? Then I must have another bowl. Those who have already drank, don't drink any more. It belongs to me!" Robinson turned his head to look at Raymond, and added, "What about you? If you don't want it, give me your bowl."

Robinson's expression of looking down on death was matched with a tone of eagerness, which was really contradictory, but it became more interesting, making everyone laugh out loud.

Lu Li made another bowl of soup and handed it over, "Robinson, this is yours. Don't worry, as the host, how can you make the guests hungry. Even if I don't, I will leave our portion for the guests. That's polite." Seeing Robinson take the soup bowl, Lu Li blinked and added, "What's more, there is a big pot in the kitchen, enough for you to drink until you feel like vomiting."

Robinson recalled his urgency just now, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)