Before Wang Qing's fingers touched the edge of the bowl.
A long, white hand with clear joints had already taken the lead in picking up the bowl.
The housekeeper's clear voice sounded: "Just leave this kind of thing to me, Ms. Wang."
As he spoke, the butler lifted the bowl and raised it above the squid.
Turning your wrist slightly, the mouth of the bowl tilted down, and the scalding hot oil immediately poured down.
Just listen to "bah".
Blanch the meat in boiling oil.
Faintly, a sharp scream seemed to burst out.
It seemed to be just the irritating sound caused by the contact of hot oil with the ice surface.
First there was a burst of white smoke, and then the white smoke dissipated, revealing the scalded squid that was rolling and twitching.
The fish meat, which was originally as white and tender as baby skin, shrank violently at this moment, and the surface that came into contact with the hot oil was cooked into a fresh red color.
The uneven squid head had lines that resembled a baby's facial features. They also twisted and deformed as the squid twitched, as if it was screaming silently in agony.
As the tentacles rolled, the melted ice water in the plate was thrown out, splashing wet water marks on the table.
The hot oil rolled down the squid's body, touched the ice, and cooled down quickly.
However, the squid still twitched and squirmed, as if it was undergoing tremendous torture, until it exhausted its strength and lay dying on the iceberg.
The surface mucous membrane has been cooked by the oil and cannot secrete the slippery mucus that protects the body.
Only the ends of its arms and legs tremble slightly and regularly, like breathing, reminding people that it is still alive.
The butler raised his knife and cut off one of its arms and legs.
The skin is blanched bright red, like a ripe peach, and looks tender and juicy.
The inside is not completely cooked yet, and the core in the middle is tender and white, like a bit of white jade, translucent and translucent.
From the fracture, some bloody blood seeped out.
The butler put the severed arm and foot on a plate and handed it to Wang Qing.
"Ms. Wang, please enjoy."
Wang Qing looked at the seafood on the plate with a strange expression on his face.
In particular, even though the arms and legs have been cut off, they are still shaking when they are on the plate, constantly contracting and expanding.
It's like it has a life of its own.
Wang Qing raised his eyes and met the butler's eyes with a faint smile. He couldn't help but said in his heart: "This, this is not familiar either."
Before the butler could speak, the waiter standing aside holding the plate with both hands had already spoken: "Madam, this is how you should eat this dish, fresh."
The waiter said as if he thought of something delicious.
The scarlet lips parted, and a bright red tongue stuck out and licked a circle along his lips.
His tongue is exceptionally long, and its shape is somewhat different from that of a normal person. It is as narrow as a willow leaf.
Wang Qing didn't notice the abnormality in the waiter's tongue. He just stared at the dish in front of him with a troubled expression.
For a long time, I still couldn't bring myself to speak.
She looked up at the housekeeper and reminded in a low voice: "This is not cooked yet. If you eat raw seafood, there are parasites, right?"
When the waiter heard this, he showed a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Madam, do you mean that we need to cook this dish again? Or...are you planning to return this dish?"
Wang Qing opened his eyes wide and asked subconsciously: "Can you still withdraw food here?"
If I had known earlier, I would have told the waiter to return all the dishes and just left with the butler.
However, as soon as these words were spoken, the waiter in front of him had red eyes.
He looked hurt, as if he had suffered a major blow.
He asked sadly: "Guest, if you want to withdraw the dish, are you dissatisfied with the chef's skills in this restaurant, or are you dissatisfied with my service?"
It seems that Wang Qing's evaluation is extremely important to the waiter.
He stared straight at Wang Qing, with two tears in his eyes and a hint of anxiety in his tone.
"If you are not satisfied with my service, you can raise it at any time." The waiter said, "Did I serve the food too slowly? Or did I not introduce it to you completely and in detail?"
Although the prices of the dishes in this store are unknown, it is suspected to be a shady store.
However, it is undeniable that every waiter in the store is a handsome young man with beautiful features and slender body.
It even made Wang Qing wonder whether they had worked in a club with an animal in their name before they became waiters.
Wang Qing was really embarrassed to be begged by the handsome waiter with such an expression and tone.
Forget it, even if this store is a shady store, the shady person is still the boss.
The waiters and chefs are all part-time workers, so there is no need to embarrass them.
"It has nothing to do with your service, and it has nothing to do with the chef's skills..." Wang Qing waved his hand, "Forget it, go and pour me another glass of wine."
The glass of rum in front of Wang Qing has been finished.
This light amber liquid does not taste unpleasantly spicy, but is sweet and refreshing, like a drink.
Wang Qing accidentally drank too much.
The waiter nodded slightly, with red eyes, put away the cup in front of Wang Qing, turned and left.
However, after the waiter left, a small pool of transparent liquid appeared under his feet where he had stood.
This liquid does not look like water. It is more viscous than water and exudes a faint smell of sea.
If you observe carefully, you will find that it is somewhat similar to the mucus secreted by fresh squid when it squirms.
After a while, the waiter came back with a glass of rum.
"Your rum, ma'am."
The waiter bent slightly and prepared to place the wine glass on the table in front of Wang Qing.
Wang Qing looked up and was about to say "thank you" when he noticed something was wrong with the waiter.
The eyes and red eye sockets that were filled with tears just now have returned to normal, and the handsome face is just like what he saw when he first entered the door, and his complexion is a little pale.
There was no sign that he had nearly cried.
If you had just cleaned it up when you poured the wine, then the recovery speed would be too fast.
Wang Qing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Could it be that the expression that almost made her cry just now was all a lie to her?
Wang Qing's "thank you" suddenly stuck in his mouth and he couldn't say it out.
I heard the butler say: "It's not this glass of wine, take it down."
The waiter remained unmoved and continued to place the rum in front of Wang Qing.
Then he smiled and said to Wang Qing: "Madam, please taste your rum."
Wang Qing glanced at the waiter suspiciously.
At this time, the butler sitting opposite Wang Qing also raised his head and stared at the waiter coldly with a pair of black and white eyes.
