Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1103 The Kiss of True Love (7)

  Baitang performed a standard etiquette, but it was not a western one: "It's hard work for Ms. Jenny, Ms. Udura, Mr. Patra and his wife. Your skills are superb, and I am so beautiful."

  At this moment, the small teapot knocked on the door.

   "My lord witch, it's time for dinner."

   "Female, my lord witch..."

  The mirror was tongue-tied, almost unable to speak clearly.

  Baitang smiled slightly and walked out: "Little Frank, just call me Sister Atang."

   When the small teapot was looking at Baitang, it "touched" and fell to the ground.

"so beautiful!"

   "I'm going to have a nosebleed!"

  The small teapot fumbled. Immediately back to normal.

   "Dear Miss A Tang, I made you laugh."

   Before the little teapot could react, Baitang called him about the children.

  Elvis had already sat down, and in front of him was a large plate with a large piece of medium-rare beef.

  Baitang walked downstairs like a noble queen.

  Extravagant, yet free and easy inside.

  Elvis watched her walk down with her skirt in hand, and he was dazed.

  What attracted him to this witch, he didn't know, but he thought she was very beautiful.

   Aware of his panic, Elvis quickly moved his eyes away.

  Baitang's seat was arranged opposite to Elvis's. It was also a large plate, with steaks, fruits and vegetables, sandwiches, cheese, and knives and forks placed on another plate.

  Baitang looked at the knife and fork, the steak with bright red blood, and had no appetite at all.

  The small teapot asked very thoughtfully: "Beautiful Miss A Tang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Baitang pushed the plate forward: "I don't like steak with blood, please fry the steak again, this steak is too big and too thick, change the knife, I need thinner and smaller pieces I don’t like to eat raw steaks and vegetables. Is there any other way to cook them? Besides, I don’t need a knife and fork. Is there a better piece of wood? Bring a longer piece of wood and a knife.”

The tray was shocked by Baitang's shocking words: "Oh, beautiful Miss Atang, I don't understand what you are talking about. The steak is just right, the royal family and nobles like it, and the prince likes it too. The steak is the freshest. Is the vegetable salad not delicious? Is there any other way to eat vegetables?"

"Miss A Tang, everyone uses a knife and fork. How can you eat without a knife and fork? Do you use your hands? That is a very inelegant and rude behavior. As for wood and knives, beautiful and elegant girls and princesses are not What's more, what's the use of touching these? Miss A Tang, I'm sorry, I must point out your mistake. You look like a pauper who doesn't understand royal etiquette, but this is a castle, and the owner of the castle is a wild man. ...Oh no, it's our Prince Elvis, you can't show your vulgar side in front of the prince."

  His speech is fast, with a slightly rising tone, cadence and rhythm.

  Bai Tang was not surprised by his words.

  Elvis looked at Baitang, this was the first time someone spoke in front of him.

  Elvis has eaten medium-rare steaks since he was a child, and he didn’t think there was anything wrong with them. Everyone thought that medium-rare steaks were the best, and the servants always fried them.

  As soon as Baitang mentioned it, looking at the steak on the plate now, he felt that the blood streaks looked really bad.

  (end of this chapter)