"Duck intestines? Duck blood?"
"Tripe? Omasum? Thousand-layer tripe?"
"What are yellow throats?"
"There's even pig brain?"
Including Si Lingxi, the three women all looked at Lu Zheng with disgust written across their faces, as though asking him how people could eat such things.
"Cough, cough!" Lu Zheng coughed dryly twice and hurriedly explained, "I'm not fond of pig brain either, but you can actually try the duck intestines and tripe. The texture is pretty good."
"Pig brain is also one of our restaurant's specialties. It's really tasty! You can order one serving first and try it. If you like it, then order more," a Sichuan girl introduced in her Sichuan-accented Mandarin.
"No, no. I never ate anything like that before I took human form, so forget it." Liu Qingyan waved her hands repeatedly in agitation.
Lu Zheng, Lin Wan, Shen Ying, and Si Lingxi all turned to look at Liu Qingyan.
The waitress blinked, briefly thinking she had misheard. "What did you say?"
"I... I meant I've never eaten it since I was little," Liu Qingyan hurriedly explained.
"Everything has a first time! How about ordering one serving first?" The Sichuan girl looked at Liu Qingyan and said with a grin, "Pig brain is smooth and tender. It moisturizes the skin and improves your complexion. A pretty young lady with such lovely skin should eat pig brain."
It was not just men who liked looking at beautiful women; women did too. Especially when the other party surpassed them by so much that even the urge to compete vanished, women instead had fewer reservations. Lu Zheng felt that the Sichuan girl's recommendation of pig brain was merely incidental—the real point was that she wanted to chat with Liu Qingyan.
"No, no!"
Just looking at the picture of that whole pig brain