"Are you two? Please come in—"

  The waiter welcomed the two of them in. Inside, the stools and tables were of that simple style, and there were even faint dirt of oily smoke on them. Before Leng Yunlin could speak, Mu Qingyu picked up the napkin, wiped the table clean, took out a wet towel, and cleaned the table again.

  Leng Yunting just sat down, the waiter stood aside, Mu Qingyu said familiarly: "Four pairs of chicken wings, twenty crayfish, the big ones, four scallops."

   "Okay, what do you want for drinks?"

   "You drive, you can't drink." Mu Qingyu shook his head.

   "It's okay, at worst, ask someone to drive us back." Leng Yunlin didn't mind. "What wine?"

   "Only beer."

   "Then here are two bottles."

  Mu Qingyu looked at Leng Yunlin still a little uncomfortable, smiled and said: "Don't look at the poor environment here, but the chicken wings are very good, grilled fish, crayfish and scallops are delicious."

  She thought about it, and then blinked, "It's the kind of delicacy that you can't eat in big hotels. After you come, you will definitely swallow it with your tongue!"

   "Is it that exaggerated?" Leng Yunlin smiled, and soon, the dishes they ordered were served on the table.

  The ones Leng Yunlin had eaten before were all the big Australian lobsters. He is a top chef. He processed lobsters about the size of two palms with cheese or black pepper sauce. Where have you ever eaten something that was directly stuffed into your mouth with your hands?

   "President Leng, let me serve you." Mu Qingyu smiled, put on transparent plastic gloves, and began to peel the crayfish.

  "The lobster tastes very delicious, and the juice in the shrimp is the essence. It must not be wasted. When you pick it up first, you have to "kiss" it." She gestured and kissed the head of the shrimp, because it was peeled by Leng Yunlin, so she didn't really **** the soup inside.

   "Then, tear off the head of the shrimp, leaving the thick tail behind. Then, pinch its claws one by one. This is done for easier shelling, and then, from left to right, tear off the hard shell that is flailing with claws, like this—"

   Soon, she completely peeled off the fat shrimp meat in the back. She put the prawns in his bowl, took off her gloves, and poured him some sauce.

   Leng Yunlin picked up one and gently chewed it in his mouth. The taste is delicious and spicy, which is really extraordinary!

   "Is it delicious?" Mu Qingyu frowned when he saw his enjoyment with narrowed eyes.

   "Well, not bad." He nodded after swallowing all the shrimp meat, and Mu Qingyu picked up another chicken wing for him. This kind of grilled wings in honey sauce is skewered on iron skewers. The chicken wings are brushed with honey, baked into golden butter, and sprinkled with cumin. Just smelling it will make your index finger move.

   It's just that if you want to eat chicken wings, you obviously have to chew on them regardless of your image.

  As if seeing his embarrassment, Mu Qingyu smiled: "Yunlin, don't pay attention to your image here. The more elegant you are, the less delicious you will be here!"

   She said, blinking, "If you don't grab it, I will eat it up later!"

   As he spoke, he snatched a lobster without saying a word, quickly peeled the lobster meat, and threw it into his mouth to chew, looking delicious.