Nine Hundred and Forty-Two Gourmet Guide

After coming out of the Queen's farm, Catherine couldn't hold back any longer, and taught Shen Jiao with a stern face: "You were so rude just now, how could you talk to Her Majesty like this?"

Shen Jiao raised her eyebrows and ignored her. She took a skewer of grilled chicken wings and nibbled it. Just now, Jing Gu was talking to the queen, but she didn't eat a single bite of meat, she starved to death.

"I'm talking to you, why don't you answer me? You're so rude!"

Catherine was very angry and yelled at Shen Jiao, if it wasn't for the sake of Shen Jiao's cure of her mother, she wouldn't be too lazy to take care of this nonsense!

Shen Jiao was in a much better mood after eating a chicken wing. Seeing Catherine, who was still like a rooster with a flush in front of her, only felt amused.

This woman always expresses her concern with her teeth and claws, which is really stupid.

"Why are you yelling so loudly? Didn't you see me eating!"

Shen Jiao deliberately teased her, and sure enough, Catherine jumped up like a dynamite keg, and she was about to get angry.

"You still say I'm not polite. Is it polite to yell like you?"

Shen Jiao put out the dynamite with just one sentence, Catherine immediately calmed down, took out her vanity mirror to tidy up her appearance, and touched up her makeup.

"You were very rude when you talked to Her Majesty the Queen just now. It's not good. Fortunately, Her Majesty is generous."

Catherine's daughter Anne suddenly spoke up, softly, but her words were as unpleasant as her mother's.

Shen Jiao glanced at the serious little lady and teased her with a smile: "What did I say wrong? Did I tell a lie?"

"No, you didn't lie."

The little lady still seeks truth from facts, Shen Jiao is in a good mood, and teases her again: "Is it my etiquette?"

"No, your etiquette is not wrong."

Although it is not the etiquette of country y, but they are Chinese people, and it is understandable to practice Chinese etiquette.

"Then why am I being rude?" Shen Jiao asked directly.

"You...you..."

Annie couldn't tell, and looked very confused. What was the rudeness?

It seems that there is nothing impolite, but why does she feel impolite!

"puff"

Looking at the embarrassed little lady, Shen Jiao smiled rudely, not at all feeling that she was bullying the small.

Catherine couldn't see her daughter being bullied, so she came forward: "You are not respectful to Her Majesty the Queen at all, it is impolite."

Annie nodded vigorously, yes yes, that's what it meant.

Shen Jiao snorted, "She is your majesty, not my majesty, why should I curry favor with her?"

"you……"

Catherine was angry and had nothing to do with Shen Jiao. Shen Jiao shrugged, grabbed a bunch of fresh chicken wings, and grilled it herself. Those servants didn't taste good.

"Annie, Ruth, Ellen, come and bake the chicken wings together."

Shen Jiao was in a very good mood and greeted these little brats, twelve-year-old Ruth, eight-year-old Allen, fourteen-year-old Annie, and fifteen-year-old Harry, who had already gone to the racecourse to ride a horse.

"Mary will bake it for us, so you don't have to do it yourself." Annie and Ruth looked at Shen Jiao's greasy hands with disgust.

"Mary doesn't taste good when she bakes it. It's delicious when she bakes it herself. Do you want Ellen to bake it?"

Shen Jiao didn't embarrass the two little ladies, and handed a bunch of chicken wings to Allen who was eager to try it. Allen ignored Catherine's objection and imitated Shen Jiao's movements and roasted it with great interest.

Shen Jiao felt pretty good about Alan, who had not lost his childish nature, and patiently taught him how to season the chicken wings. Soon the two strings of chicken wings were baked. previous loss of appetite.

"It's delicious, I want to bake another one.

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Alan quickly finished eating a chicken wing, his mouth was shiny, and he was very excited. Annie and Ruth, who were next to him, turned their heads over several times, and finally couldn't help asking, "Is it really delicious?"

"good to eat!"

Allen nodded vigorously, without needing Shen Jiao to greet him, he took a few strings of chicken wings and roasted them on the fire, while Shen Jiao added a few strings of vegetables.

"Don't eat meat all the time, vegetables are delicious grilled too."

"Really? I don't like salads." Allen was very skeptical.

Shen Jiao assured: "Of course it's true, when did I lie to you, look at how I bake it."

The vegetables were cooked quickly, and Shen Jiao roasted a few strings of potato chips, mushrooms and vegetables, etc. The seasonings were prepared by herself, which would definitely calm the little foreign devils.

"Eat it, do you think it tastes good?"

Shen Jiao took a bunch of potato chips and gnawed on it herself. Allen hesitantly took a bunch of potatoes and took a bite. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he devoured it, faster than the chicken wings just now.

"Sister Shen, your potatoes are delicious, much better than those made by my chef."

Allen has been captured by Shen Jiao's food, Miss Shen has become Sister Shen, and her name is very affectionate, but it's a pity that the little foreign devil can't speak Chinese, and communication is really inconvenient.

Annie and Ruth looked hot, and they were children, so they couldn't help but grab a bunch of potatoes and start eating. Needless to say, Shen Jiao had two more admirers.

"These are just the most common Chinese delicacies. We have many delicious ones that can eat your tongues."

Shen Jiao didn't feel like she was bragging at all. What country in the world is best at cooking?

Naturally, it is Chinese, which is recognized by the whole world. It is not like foreigners, either eating raw or deep-fried, no wonder it tastes delicious!

Shen Jiao and the three little kids learned about some Chinese delicacies, which made the three kids salivate and yearn for it.

Mrs. Yelena smiled and said: "Jiaojiao is right. Huaxia does have a lot of delicious food. My favorite is Nanxiang Xiaotangbao. The soup is really delicious. I still remember the taste until now. It's a pity. Haven't had it for decades."

The old lady sighed regretfully, Shen Jiao's heart moved, and she said with a smile: "It's not easy to want to eat small soup dumplings, I will make them for you later."

"That's great, will Jiaojiao be too hard?" Mrs. Yelena was extremely surprised.

"It's a small thing, and I often do it at home."

Shen Jiao didn't take it seriously. She made a list and told George to purchase materials. There is a Chinatown in London, so purchasing materials is very convenient, and George bought them back soon.

Because Shen Jiao was going to make soup dumplings, Andre and the others didn't go back to the city, they all went to Shen Jiao's house as guests. Zhao Si's house was not smaller than Abraham's house, and the decoration was very luxurious, without losing the Chinese national characteristics. Andre and the others dare not underestimate Shen Jiao.

Madam Yelena went to the room to rest first, Shen Jiao asked Shen Zhezhi to greet the guests, and she instructed the servants to be busy in the kitchen, today she had to show these foreigners a good show, let them see the food culture of Great China.

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