Chapter 327 Tableware and Dining TableYou can only judge after tasting?! Yangguang looked at Shen Dinghai with fear when he heard this. It would be better to commit suicide immediately than to eat these things! How can I taste them? Shen Dinghai observed Yangguang's expression. While talking to Mako's father, he took advantage of the table to type on his cell phone and handed it to Yangguang. [Direct praise will give the monster an excuse to force it] Yangguang took a quick look and was extremely nervous. You know, they were communicating under the monster's nose, and he was afraid that Mako's father would see it and trigger some killing taboo. But when Shen Dinghai called him, he probably understood, just like Shen Dinghai couldn't use the excuse of "being full" to refuse dinner before, because Mako's father knew that they didn't have snacks. Now, too, he and Laughing Girl both gave positive comments about the dinner, and then they had no reason not to eat it... Yangguang thought about it and was secretly shocked. Luckily, Shen Dinghai had just covered for him and Xiaonu, saying that they were just being polite. This way, they could still use the excuse that it was not to their liking to refuse later. It was just... Can Mako's father really accept the words "not to his liking"... Mako's father pushed the plate of fried ears in front of Shen Dinghai and said, "You are only qualified to comment on it if you have tasted it. Please try this plate first." "This is a dish that Mako really likes."
Shen Dinghai looked up at Zhenzi who was sitting opposite him. The kid didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He stared at the plate of fried ears that was pushed in front of him with envy... Shen Dinghai's body was covered with goose bumps and sweat. "Zhenzi is so young, but she likes to eat such spicy food?" He had to refuse but couldn't point out the truth, so he had no choice but to turn around this way. Mako's father smiled and shook his head, "I bought non-spicy peppers on purpose. They are not spicy at all." Shen Dinghai immediately covered his nose, "I was wondering why there was such a strong fishy smell! It turns out that they used non-spicy peppers! I love spicy food the most, and I can't eat meat if it's not spicy enough... What a pity..." He looked up at Mako with regret, "Such a delicious dish can only be enjoyed by Mako." After hearing the latter sentence, Mako thought that Shen Dinghai's dissatisfaction with her favorite dishes gradually disappeared, and only the happiness of being able to have the "delicious food" all to herself remained. "Thank you, big brother." Shen Dinghai was about to bring the dish directly to Mako's table opposite, but was stopped by Mako's father's hand. He looked expressionlessly at Yangguang and Xiaonu who were sitting next to Shen Dinghai, "Where are you two?" Yangguang shook his head repeatedly, "Our taste is the same as his! We can't eat anything that's not spicy!" "Well..." Mako's father lowered his head, his face gradually eroded by shadows, "Then this dish is for Mako." Mako took it joyfully, not even needing rice, and started to devour it, making the three of them feel nauseous. Yangguang almost couldn't hold it in and was about to vomit, but his nausea was also seen by Mako's father. "What's going on here?" Shen Dinghai laughed dryly: "He can't stand the smell of meat even more than I can. He can't stand the smell, haha..." Mako's father sneered, picked up the two bloody plates in front of him, and smashed them in front of Shen Dinghai and Yangguang. "Try these two dishes. I put a lot of chili sauce. They are very spicy but not fishy at all." The two dishes were still covered with lids, so one couldn't see what was inside. But Shen Dinghai felt something was wrong when he saw the red color constantly appearing around the plates.
Under the gaze of Mako's father, he still tremblingly opened the lid. With a "clang", the lid slipped from Shen Dinghai's hand and hit the dining table, staining the white tablecloth scarlet. The disgusting smell mixed with the warm breath rushed towards him. Shen Dinghai's pupils in his eye sockets trembled violently, and he was about to cry... Such a bloody mess, and Mako's father actually said it was chili sauce? ! ! ! If the chef himself had the guts, he could taste it and tell the truth! He just doesn't believe that this thing can make people feel spicy! On the other side, Yangguang also picked up the lid tremblingly under the intimidation of Mako's father. Shen Dinghai pointed at the two plates and said, "This chili sauce is fake! It still smells fishy to me, and I can't feel any spiciness at all!" As he spoke, he touched the sun with his elbow, "Does it smell spicy?" "Yes, yes, yes! I even suspected that this was just a darker-colored ketchup! Food that isn't spicy doesn't go well with rice and is simply inedible!" Mako's father stood on his seat and leaned down. A head appeared in front of Shen Dinghai in the blink of an eye as if stretched. He opened his mouth and stretched out a long and thin tongue. He rolled it from the plate in front of the sun, and only a "slurp" sound was heard. The smiling girl looked at the glaring red on their faces and calmly took out two tissues and handed them over. Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Shen Dinghai felt that his body was softer than the piece of paper that Xiaonu handed over. He is about to collapse. After finally snatching the tissue from the laughing girl's hand and wiping his face roughly, he forced a smile at Mako's father. "Is it sweet like ketchup? It's definitely not spicy..." Mako's father sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "Spicy." This one word is concise and to the point, but it cannot be refuted. Shen Dinghai said with a sad face, "Maybe our tastes are different. What you think is spicy tastes sweet to us. Haha, there's nothing we can do. The taste can't be changed in a short time." Mako's father looked gloomy, "How do you know it's not spicy if you haven't even tried it?" Shen Dinghai smiled bitterly and said, "How can I eat since you have already finished eating..." After hearing this, Mako's father actually reached his hand into his mouth, as if he wanted to pull out what he had just eaten. Shen Dinghai's heart was dead. He felt that all the cells in his brain were dead. Everything was unsolvable. He met such a rogue opponent, a monster at that. This horror cave was a complete dead end! Mako suddenly stood up, and the plate of fried ears in front of her had been cleared. Shen Dinghai felt like crying but had no tears. He just thought that Zhenzi was greedy and wanted to snatch the food from her father. This father and daughter are quite “thrifty” and they finish all the food as soon as they start eating... By the way, if these two monsters, one big and one small, only eat the “dishes” on the table, can they be full? If you are full from eating vegetables, you can’t eat him… Shen Dinghai was completely desperate, but he heard Zhenzi calmly say: "Dad, you know you can't eat these." "These are all from Mako." In an instant, something flashed through Shen Dinghai's mind, but the speed was too fast and he didn't catch it. He was just regretting that if it was Ranran, he would definitely be able to grasp the clue immediately. Yangguang sneaked up to him and whispered.
"Shanhai, did you pay attention to your seat?" Seats? What happened to the seats? Shen Dinghai looked carefully after being reminded of this, and saw only five sets of tableware in front of the eight chairs. Of the four chairs on Mako's side, only Mako had tableware in front of her, just as she said, only she could eat these, but... Shen Dinghai lowered his head and looked at the row of tableware on their side. There were tableware on all four seats. What did this mean?