Si Shao’s Sweet Wife, She is Doted On

Chapter 194 This magical soup

Su Yun originally thought that since he had finished talking about business, he would go back directly, but she didn't expect that he would take her to the restaurant.

“Have you been to the restaurant I recommended to you before?” Si Yao asked casually.

  She nodded, "I went, it tastes pretty good."

When I thought of going to the restaurant, I remembered the chaos in the restaurant that day. I haven’t seen the child since then, and I don’t know how he recovered.

 In fact, food allergies are not a rare thing. Many people have food allergies. Common ones are usually allergies to dairy products or seafood. Some sensitive people may even be allergic to wheat, eggs, and other things you can’t think of.

It’s not surprising that I don’t know, but Helen, the mother of the child, doesn’t know either. It’s really...

"Is there anything you want to eat?" He naturally handed the menu to her, and after knowing that she knew French, he let her choose.

Su Yun touched her earlobe with one hand and shook her head, "I'm not very familiar with the food here. You order it and I'll do whatever you want."

 In fact, the most important thing is that she has a Chinese stomach, and it is really difficult for her to tolerate these foreign delicacies.

"Now that you've seen Marseille soap, how can you not have some Bouillabaisse, and two more steaks, and this, this..." He clicked on the menu with his hand, and looked at Su Yun, "Let's drive You’re here, don’t you want to order wine?”

Su Yun nodded, then ordered two glasses of orange juice, closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

"Are you still angry?" Si Yao asked, looking at her absent-minded expression.

"Why are you angry?" In fact, I had been immersed in my reverie, but his words brought me back from my wandering thoughts, "You gave me gifts and invited me to dinner. Do I have the nerve to be angry?"

Si Yao smiled and said, "In that case, it's a good idea to treat you to a meal."

“I haven’t tasted it yet, so it’s not necessarily right.” Su Yun said half-jokingly.

The dishes were served faster than expected, and the presentation looked very exquisite. However, some of the dishes were made of materials that could not be seen.

 “Try it.” He gestured, then picked up the knife and fork and started to cut the steak in front of him, very delicately and elegantly, cutting it into small pieces.

Su Yun saw that the color of the soup was not bad, so she used a spoon to prepare a bowl, "You just said, this is... bouillabaisse?"

“Yes! Remember to put the slices of bread on the side of the fish soup into the fish soup.” He glanced at it and said calmly.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 although he was confused, but still did as he said, but there was some hesitation in the action of serving the soup, «Then what?»

“If you don’t mind the smell of garlic, you can put a little more rouille on the bread slices. (garlic chili sauce)”

　　　…”

From Su Yun's point of view and perception, she had begun to equate this thing with dark cuisine, but after all, he was the one who invited her to dinner, and spent so much thought and money on it. She should give him some face, at least go there. try it.

 Tasted it cautiously, it was delicious, with a complex aroma mixed with spiciness. The complex taste hit her mouth and made her cough twice.

“What’s up?” Si Yao stopped holding the knife and fork in his hand, casually took out a tissue and handed it to her.

 “It tastes pretty good.” After a pause, he added, “It’s very delicious.”

It is indeed quite delicious, but I can't taste what ingredients are used in it. Compared to the sense of smell, her sense of taste is really not very strong.

"Marseille, what kind of fish is it?" She thought about it for a while, but she couldn't taste it. She just felt the smell of garlic, fennel, cinnamon leaves, and coriander. Of course, the most obvious one was the sour taste of tomatoes. In addition, There are also onions and celery. In fact, there are several vegetables that she doesn't like to eat, but they are mixed together, maybe because of the amount used, so they are not too annoying.

Hearing her question, a smile escaped Si Yao's lips, "It's not Marseille fish, it's Marseille, fish soup."

 Slowly adding different stresses to the words and deliberately breaking up the sentences, Su Yun realized that she had made a joke.

The so-called bouillabaisse is just a special delicacy of Marseille, the fish soup of Marseille, not the soup made with bouillabaisse. Fortunately, only he heard about it, and fortunately it didn't cause too much embarrassment.

"Then...what kind of fish stew is used in this soup? I didn't drink it."

I took another bite and found that the fish tasted very delicious, and there were also some flavors similar to shellfish and shrimp, but the layers were too rich, so I couldn’t tell what they were.

"The specialty of bouillabaisse is that what you drink here is different every day." Wiping his hands slowly, he put the steak that had been cut in front of him in front of her, and then put it in front of her. The one that remained intact was replaced.

“Are you not used to this kind of taste? Eat some steak.” He said.

Su Yun was surprised, "How do you know I can't get used to it?"

 Is she as obvious as that? Although it's true that she doesn't like her very much, she doesn't seem to dislike her very much.

"You don't like celery, you don't like onions very much, and you don't like ginger. You don't really like fish. Am I right?" He talked about her preferences in an understatement, but every sentence, every sentence Every word is extremely precise.

“I never told you!” She is a bit picky about food, but not to the point of resisting not eating at all, so every time she eats with him, she doesn’t make any special requests.

Looking at her helplessly, Si Yao pointed at his eyes, "You never said it, but I have eyes and can see."

Well, what he said makes sense.

but-

He lowered his head and glanced at the orange-red fish soup in front of him, "Since you know that I don't really like fish, why do you still take me to drink fish soup?"

Si Yao looked at her deeply, and said meaningfully, "Because..."

 “Life is so short, there are always many things you should try.”

　　　…”

"Well, actually, it's because the bouillabaisse here is very famous, so I want you to try it. Although you don't like fish very much, you don't reject it very much. You still enjoy grilled fish and boiled fish. Isn't it?" He said with a smile as he stuffed the soaked bread into his mouth.

Su Yun: “…”

 He got it all right!

 The most important thing is that the aftertaste in your mouth makes you want to drink another bowl. At first she thought it was ordinary, but the smell of the spices spread in her mouth, making her want to try another bowl.

 This magical soup!

While eating, the phone rang. She glanced at it and it was Eryan calling. She was a little surprised and pressed the answer button.

 “Eryan?”

“Sister Yun, has Luo Yuanhang contacted you?” She asked directly when she came up.

 (End of this chapter)