Since we had made a reservation before, the ingredients were already prepared. Within five minutes of sitting down, the dishes started to be served.
When the first dish was served, Paul Allen was dumbfounded. What is this? Are you sure it's not a bug? Is this something people can eat
With every subsequent dish, he felt like he was going to collapse. He clearly recognized several species, and that was bugs! Don’t think I don’t know if it’s fried golden!
What does Feng Yu want to do? Does he want to see me embarrassed? I don’t believe it, you dare to eat this!
There was a table full of dishes, and Paul Allen didn't see a few serious things, but Feng Yu and the others seemed to have calm expressions on their faces. Could these really be edible
"Paul, there's no room for the table. Let's eat first and let them move on to the others after we're done." Feng Yu greeted warmly.
Paul Allen resisted himself from running out, stared and said, "Ah, I'm not very hungry yet, you guys eat first."
"According to our Chinese rules, before eating, everyone must have a sip of wine together. Is it the same in the United States? Come on, everyone raises a glass. We welcome Paul to Yangcheng!"
Paul Allen's hand holding the cup was shaking. Do you want him to drink wine with bugs in it? This feeling must be worse than death!
"Wait a minute, Feng, I think that wine is good, can you exchange it for me?" Paul Allen pointed to the Three Whip Wine and said.
"You like that one? Okay. There are deer whip, dog whip and donkey whip soaked in it. The aphrodisiac effect is very good. Did you bring your female companion here?" Feng Yu asked deliberately.
After the translator told Paul, Paul decided... it would be better to drink this ant wine! **Soaking wine, what do the Chinese people think!
Paul bit the bullet and took a small sip. At the same time, he wiped his mouth with his hands and wiped away the ants on his lips without any regard for etiquette.
Fortunately, the wine didn't have any weird taste, so he wouldn't spit it out, but he didn't feel like he had any appetite anymore.
"Paul, let me introduce these dishes to you. This one is called jellyfish, but it is not a chicken. It is a kind of insect, but it is high in protein. This dish uses a stir-fry technique. You can try it."
As he said that, Feng Yu picked one and put it on Paul's plate: "I have never used these chopsticks."
When Paul looked at the bug on the plate, he always felt that the bug was staring at him with its eyes, and the hairs on his body seemed to explode.
Feng Yu and the others picked one up without hesitation and threw it into their mouths, chewing it crunchily. Everyone looked satisfied. Kirilenko even took three bites. He liked the taste very much.
"Don't like that one? It doesn't matter. Then try this one. It's called a stick insect. It's a kind of insect that lives on bamboo. It's fried and very fragrant."
Feng Yu enthusiastically gave Paul another chopstick, four or five in total.
Paul looked at the golden bugs and felt a little sour in his mouth. He froze for a long time, watching Feng Yu and the others eat them without hesitation, but he still didn't have the courage to put them in his mouth.
"This is called beetle. It's also deep-fried. It's especially crispy. Try it."
"This is called a grasshopper. It's an insect that jumps so high. It tastes really good."
"Then try this. This is earthworm soup."
"What about this one? The main ingredient is earthworm. It's fried in oil. It's really delicious. Try it."
"How about you eat this? Fried centipede. Don't like it? What about this, fried spider? You don't dare to eat it? You can definitely try this fried scorpion, right?"
Feng Yu kept persuading Paul Allen. In fact, there were some things in it, such as fried spiders, that Feng Yu himself would not dare to eat, but Kirilenko and Duan Yongping would not refuse anyone who came. Tried each.
Paul Allen himself is a white man, and his face was as white as a piece of paper at this time. Feng Yu found that his hand holding the cup was still shaking.
"Oh, look at my head, you are not used to chopsticks, are you? Waiter, give this gentleman a long-handled spoon."
When the spoon was brought, Feng Yu enthusiastically scooped up a large spoonful of water dragonflies and put the spoon and the spoon on Paul Allen's plate. At this time, the plate was already filled with food, or in other words, filled with insects. .
Paul Allen didn't even have the courage to move that spoon, let alone eat the bug inside.
"By the way, if you don't like to eat, then drink soup. Waiter, give this gentleman a bowl of sour ant soup. Paul, try this. You must be a little tired from the long journey. Drink this to appetize, and also It can relieve motion sickness, relieve heat, etc.”
A bowl of soup with black stuff floating on it was placed in front of Paul Allen. Paul Allen looked at it carefully and found that it was clearly ant soup.
He didn't want to take a second sip of the ant wine, not to mention the ant soup that couldn't be picked out by ants at all. He would never drink it, not even to death of starvation!
At this time, Kirilenko said in a strange tone: "Americans always say how brave and heroic they are. Huh~~"
As he said that, he took another bite of the fried centipede and drank a big sip of Sanbian wine happily.
Although Paul Allen didn't understand what Kirilenko said, and the translator didn't understand Russian, judging from Kirilenko's expression and tone, it was full of disdain for him, and it was definitely not a good thing.
But he really couldn't refute it. Just seeing that the Russian barbarian had a worm in his mouth and his mouth was full of oil, he didn't have the courage to refute.
He was afraid that if he said a few words to that person, the other person would spit out a bug from his mouth and spray it on him.
"Paul, why didn't you take a bite? Well, that one has the highest nutritional value. You can consult your nutritionist. Well, this one is called maggot, which is the larvae of a fly."
Paul Allen stood up suddenly and rushed out of the box. His bodyguards standing outside the door were dumbfounded. They didn't know what happened. They peeked in and saw that everyone was eating.
The translator also ran out immediately. He only ate silkworm chrysalises, stick insects and other things he had eaten before. He did not dare to touch poisonous insects such as centipedes, scorpions and spiders.
After watching Paul Allen run out, Feng Yu snorted coldly. Let me entertain you, okay. Let’s see how I treat you. You should eat, eat!
Kirilenko looked at Paul Allen who ran out with disdain on his face. He didn't even dare to eat this, so what kind of hero could he be? Also, these things taste really good, except for a few that are a bit irritating to the mouth.
He has just eaten more than thirty dishes, the feast of hundreds of insects, and there are still many that he has not eaten.
I have never enjoyed such delicious food before. China is indeed a gourmet paradise. In the future, your family may consider hiring a Chinese cook. At this time, Kirilenko had been to China many times and was already very skilled in using chopsticks.
"Feng, why don't you eat it?" Kirilenko said, taking a bunch of fried spiders and putting them on Feng Yu's plate.
Feng Yu's expression changed instantly: "I'm full, Brother Ji, you eat more, eat more!"
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Five two zero, nine eight, four six eight, welcome to join the group
~~~Recommend a book: "The Great Era of Entertainment" by Baihuwan
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