She nodded, "Go, it tastes good."

When I think of going to the restaurant, I think of 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 uncommon. Many people have food allergies. Common ones are dairy or seafood allergies. Some people have allergies, and even wheat, eggs, and other unexpected things can cause allergies.

It's not surprising that she didn't know, but Helen, the mother of her child, didn't know either. It was 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.

"Since I've seen Marseille soap, why don't I have a bouillabaisse, and two more steaks, and this, this..." After clicking on the menu with his hand, he looked at Su Yun again, "We If you drive here, don't you order alcohol?"

Su Yun nodded, and he 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 somewhat absent-minded expression.

"Why are you angry?" In fact, he had been in a reverie all the time, and his thoughts were pulled back by his words, "You gave me a gift again, and invited me to dinner again, am I ashamed 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 began to cut the steak in front of him, carefully 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 took a look and said calmly.

"???" Although he was confused, he 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 cognition, she has already begun to equate this thing with dark cuisine, but after all, he is the one who treats herself to dinner, and spends money and thought, so she should give some face, at least go to try it.

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

"How?" Stopping the knife and fork in his hand, Si Yao took out a tissue and handed it to her.

"It tastes pretty good." After a pause, he added, "It's delicious."

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

"Marseille fish, what kind of fish is it?" She tasted it for a while, but she didn't know what kind of fish it was. She just felt the smell of garlic, fennel, laurel leaves, and coriander. Of course, the most obvious one was the sour taste of tomatoes. There are also onions and celery. In fact, there are already several dishes that she doesn't like to eat, but they are mixed together. It may be because of the right amount, but it is not too annoying.

Hearing her question, a smile escaped from the corner of 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 Marseille fish soup is just a special delicacy of Marseille, Marseille fish soup, not a soup made with Marseille fish. Fortunately, only he heard about it, and fortunately it didn't cause too much embarrassment.

"Then... what kind of fish soup is this used for? I didn't drink it." JrNovels.com