Chapter 1329: The Dance Master

"Xie... Yue Chan!" Liu Zheng almost let it slip, and hurriedly spoke up.

He held Xie Chan's hand, feeling agitated, and seeing Xie Chan about to put down the knife and fork in the wrong way, he immediately said, "You forgot that today is a day of fasting for us Longyan."

"Eating today is already a violation of tradition, and you're still eating?"

Xie Chan frowned, pulled her hand away from Liu Zheng, and looked at him with suspicion: "You're really funny."

Ignoring Liu Zheng, Xie Chan took a scoop of this grand meal that Duke Mitchell had highly recommended.

"Sigh..." Liu Zheng sighed, feeling very dejected, thinking to himself that she would regret it.

Duke Mitchell comforted Liu Zheng: "Don't you Longyan have an old saying about following local customs? Here in Austria, we don't have any customs of fasting."

"Eating a bite is nothing."

Liu Zheng looked at Mitchell's kind and amiable face, his smile looking worse than a cry.

Am I depressed because I can't eat it?

I am depressed because I did eat it; have you people been driven mad by British food?

That thing, even a dog wouldn't eat it!

Liu Zheng watched Xie Chan take a bite and mourned in his heart.

Duke Mitchell was also eating heartily, sighing in his heart that such delicious food, he hadn't expected Liu Sheng to follow the bad habits of Longyan and not taste it.

Yue Chan is better after all; how can there be such a big difference between two Longyan people?

"Mmm!" Xie Chan's first bite.

She felt her scalp tingle, not knowing what kind of thing was stimulating her brain, making her feel dizzy and bloated.

At this moment, she seemed to see the origin of humanity and the founding of Longyan.

The secrets of the starry sky.

At this moment, she realized the meaning of life and why she hadn't listened to Liu Zheng.

Seeing Duke Mitchell eating with such gusto, she couldn't help but admire him.

He is an old man who has lived for decades, after all; his appetite is just good. How can he eat this thing that even a dog wouldn't eat with such relish?

"How is the taste?" Duke Mitchell looked at Xie Chan excitedly.

He even took another bite and said indistinctly, "Would you like some more?"

Xie Chan waved her hands hurriedly and said immediately, "No, no."

"I suddenly remembered that today is a day of fasting for us Longyan, and I can't eat too much."

"I ate too much just now; what a sin!" Xie Chan was heartbroken, deeply reflecting on her mistake.

Count Mitchell was stunned; didn't you just eat quite happily? Why now...

I really can't understand the thoughts of the Longyan people...

"Fine, since you respect the traditions of your hometown so much, I won't force you."

Only then did Liu Zheng and Xie Chan breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing that plate of yellow, mud-like substance again, they feared it like wolves and leopards.

What kind of cook could make such a disastrous thing?

This was just a small interlude in the ball; overall, this European noble ball felt quite good to Liu Zheng.

The Austrian wine was even more delicious, and Yousefu's violin playing was even more comfortable.

Finally, the ball entered its final stage.

Yousefu also indicated that this was the last piece of music he had prepared for this ball.

At this time, Teresa walked over again and saw the plate of yellow, mud-like substance on the table that hadn't been eaten much.

"Mashed potatoes." Her face lit up with joy.

She picked up a new fork, and to Xie Chan's astonishment,

she wiped out the plate of mashed potatoes like a whirlwind. Liu Zheng and Xie Chan were both dumbfounded; have these Europeans never eaten what is called food?

What is called gourmet food?

Clearly, their wine production is top-notch, so why are they so casual, even a bit disgusting, when it comes to cooking?

"Mmm, the taste is not bad." Teresa looked at the stunned Xie Chan and Liu Zheng, and asked,

"Don't you want some?"

"No, today is our Longyan fasting day, we cannot eat," the two answered in unison.

Hearing this answer, Teresa felt sorry for them; the mashed potatoes made by the chef hired by Count Austin were a delicacy.

This was also her favorite food, so every once in a while, she would come to the Austin Count Mansion to mooch some mashed potatoes.

After all, only here could one eat the authentic kind.

It's a pity that these two from Longyan probably won't be able to eat it in the future.

Liu Zheng and Xie Chan were hoping they would never have to eat this stuff again.

Xie Chan looked at Teresa, naturally knowing why she had come: for the last dance.

She had agreed to it, but her dancing was simply a nightmare.

Liu Zheng had been stepped on until he was terrified.

If she stepped on Teresa, it would truly be a disgrace.

"Miss Yue Chan, it's the last dance." Teresa issued the invitation.

Xie Chan hesitated, feeling very reluctant; if she danced with Teresa, she would definitely make a fool of herself.

Liu Zheng immediately stood up and said, "For the last dance, let me..."

He didn't want Xie Chan to make a fool of herself; it didn't matter if she stepped on him, but if she stepped on Teresa, that would be a huge loss of face. Although his European social dancing was also average, it was still better than Xie Chan's.

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"I will dance with you."

Xie Chan spoke up first.

She glared at Liu Zheng, absolutely refusing to allow him to be intimate with any other girl.

Especially after knowing that European dances were performed this way.

Losing face was no big deal; it wasn't as if it hadn't happened before.

Teresa smiled lightly, looking at Xie Chan as if she were a woman protecting her calf, terrified that someone else would snatch her husband away.

At the same time, she felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, knowing that such a situation would never happen with her own husband.

Sighing inwardly, Teresa and Xie Chan stepped onto the stage.

Liu Zheng could not bear to watch the sight of Xie Chan making a fool of herself in a moment.

As the music began, Xie Chan and Teresa started to dance.

But it seemed different from what Liu Zheng had imagined; watching Xie Chan's movements on stage, there was not a hint of the stiffness she had when dancing with him.

She was even somewhat graceful, with Teresa still leading Xie Chan in the dance.

"What is going on?" Liu Zheng was stunned.

Xie Chan actually hadn't stepped on Teresa; it was simply a miracle.

Moreover, judging by the dance steps, Xie Chan had improved significantly, and then Liu Zheng saw an even more miraculous scene.

Under Teresa's guidance, Xie Chan actually completed a high-difficulty dance move.

"Amazing!"

The entire audience noticed Teresa and Xie Chan's dance moves and were all quite astonished.

The song ended.

Thunderous applause immediately erupted.

Liu Zheng was left bewildered, wondering why she only knew how to step on his feet when dancing with him.

How could she not only make no mistakes while dancing with Teresa, but instead be so elegant, even possessing the air of a dance master?

"Thank you." Xie Chan and Teresa bowed slightly, acknowledging the thunderous applause from the room.

Duke Mitchell whispered to Liu Zheng from the side: "If I hadn't seen it today, I would have thought that none of you from Longyan knew how to perform this kind of dance."

"I didn't expect your wife to have such deep accomplishments in dance."

Liu Zheng squeezed out a smile and replied quite helplessly: "Yes, yes."

If he hadn't just experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it either; she had just been stepping on his feet, so how did she instantly become an expert?

At this moment, Xie Chan came bouncing off the stage.