"Huh. That's the sort of fact about yourself you should pay attention to, when you're cultivating." 

"What do you mean?"

"Uh. Talk to your teacher before believing anything I say, but - cultivation is about bringing yourself into alignment with a Way. So you need to pay a lot of attention to what your self is like and what bits can bend and which will break." 

"...well, I don't understand what that means so hopefully a teacher can explain it."

Du Ye look vaguely mortified by his inability to communicate the profound principle. 

"That would be wise." 

What would, hoping a teacher can explain it? Not worth burning notes on translating that. She goes back to scritching down more random expendable observations.

Everyone else will let her do that while they finish their dinner at a lazier pace. 

Observant people might have notice that she can apparently talk in her language while actively chewing, though when she's translating all they hear is their own tongue as if that were what she'd spoken.

People notice this, but it seems rude to ask, so they'll just let her eat and/or hum. 

What's next for her little nonce party?

Dessert! Which is steamed bao filled with custard or chocolate (or the regional speciality of pumpkin and chocolate called "Leopard Bao"), and bowls full of wobbling translucent substance covered in sweet syrup and toppings of your choice (from amongst: Nuts, candied fruit A, dried fruit B, a brownish paste, a yellow paste, and more sugar syrup.) 

...she will taste little bits of these things but she is not super into any of them.