Because Paul Allen had made a reservation, the ingredients were ready. Within 5 minutes, the dishes were served.
When the first dish was served, Paul Allen was stunned. What is this? Are these not insects? How can humans eat this?
The rest of the dishes made Paul Allen feel like he was going to collapse. He recognized a few of the dishes. They are insects! Don't think I don't know what they are fried until they are golden brown!
What is Feng Yu trying to do? Is he trying to embarrass me? I don't believe you all dare to eat this!
The table was filled with dishes, but Paul Allen did not see anything serious. But Feng Yu and the rest did not even bat an eyelid. Could these dishes really be eaten?
"Paul, the table is full. Let's eat first and ask them to serve other dishes." Feng Yu said.
Paul Allen tried his best not to run out of the room. He stared at Feng Yu and said: "Ah … I am not hungry. You all eat first."
"According to our Hua Xia customs, everyone must have a glass of wine before eating. Is it the same in the US? Come, let's raise our glasses to welcome Paul to Guangzhou! "
Paul Allen's hands were shaking. How can he drink this wine with insects in it? This feeling must be worse than death!
"Wait a minute, Feng. That wine looks good. Can I exchange it for that wine?" Paul Allen pointed to the Three Penises wine.
"You like that wine? Sure. There are deer's penis, dog's penis, and donkey's penis soaked in that wine. It is very effective in boosting sexual function. Did you bring a girl with you? "Feng Yu purposely asked.
Paul Allen translated for him, and he decided … … to drink this wine with ants! Soaking genitals in wine? What were the Chinese thinking?
Paul bit the bullet and took a small sip. At the same time, he wiped his mouth with his hand without any regard for etiquette, wiping off the ants on his lips.
Luckily, the wine does not have a weird taste, and Paul Allen did not vomit. But he does not have any appetite.
"Paul, let me introduce you to these dishes. This is called Water Hen. But it is not a chicken. It is a type of insect, and it is high in protein. This dish is stir-fried. Try it. "
As he spoke, Feng Yu picked up a chopstick and placed it on Paul's plate. "I've never used this pair of chopsticks."
Paul looked at the bug on the plate. He felt like the bug was staring at him. His hair stood on end.
As for Feng Yu and the others, they picked one up and threw it into their mouths without hesitation. They chewed and ate with a satisfied look on their faces. Kirilenko ate three mouthfuls. He liked the taste very much.
"You don't like that? It doesn't matter. Try this. It's called a stick worm. It's a worm that lives on bamboo. It's fried and smells especially good. "
Feng Yu passionately picked up four to five pieces of meat for Paul.
Paul looked at the golden worm and felt a little sour in his mouth. He was stunned for a long time. Looking at Feng Yu and the others eating without hesitation, he still didn't have the courage to put it in his mouth.
"This is called longhorn beetle. It's also fried. It's especially crispy. Try it."
"This is a grasshopper. It's a kind of insect that can jump so high. It tastes really good."
"Try this. This is earthworm soup."
"What about this? The main ingredient is a ground beetle. It's fried in oil. It's really delicious. Try it. "
"Why don't you eat this? It's a deep-fried centipede. You don't like it? How about this? A deep-fried spider? You don't dare to eat it? You should try this deep-fried scorpion, right? "
Feng Yu kept persuading Paul Allen. Actually, Feng Yu doesn't dare to eat some of the things in the dish, such as deep-fried spiders. But Kirilenko and Duan Yongping didn't reject them and tried everything.
Paul Allen is a Caucasian, and his face is as pale as a piece of paper. Feng Yu noticed that Paul Allen's hands are still trembling.
"Oh, look at me. You can't use chopsticks, right? Waiter, bring this gentleman a spoon with a long handle. "
When the spoon was brought over, Feng Yu dug a big spoonful of water dragonflies and placed it on Paul Allen's plate together with the spoon. Paul Allen's plate was filled with food, or more accurately, it was filled with insects.
Paul Allen doesn't even dare to touch the spoon, let alone eat the insects.
"Oh, if you don't like to eat, you can drink the soup. Waiter, get this gentleman a bowl of Sour Ant Soup. Try this, Paul. You must be tired from the long journey. Drink this to stimulate your appetite. It can also relieve motion sickness and relieve the heat. "
A bowl of black soup is placed in front of Paul Allen. Paul Allen looks at it carefully. It is Ant Soup.
Paul Allen doesn't want to take another sip of Ant Wine. Furthermore, this Ant Soup is filled with ants. He will not drink it even if he starves to death!
At this time, Kirilenko said in a strange tone, "Americans always say how brave they are, what heroes they are. Hmph! "
Paul Allen took a bite of the fried centipede and drank a mouthful of Three Penises Wine.
Although Paul Allen doesn't understand what Kirilenko said, and the translator doesn't understand Russian, he can tell from Kirilenko's tone and expression that Kirilenko is not saying anything nice.
But Paul Allen can't retort. He saw that Russian barbarian eating the insects, and Paul Allen doesn't dare to retort.
He was afraid that if he said a few words to that person, the other party would spit out a worm and spray it on him.
"Paul, why didn't you take a bite? Here, that has the highest nutritional value. You can ask your nutritionist. Hmmm … this is a maggot. It is the larva of a fly. "
Paul Allen stood up abruptly and rushed out of the private room. His bodyguard, who was standing outside the door, was dumbfounded. He didn't know what was going on. He looked in and saw that everyone was eating.
The translator also ran out of the room. He only ate silkworm pupae, stick worms, and other food he had eaten in the past. He didn't dare to touch the poisonous insects like centipedes, scorpions, and spiders.
Feng Yu saw Paul Allen running out of the room and sneered. You want me to entertain you? Fine. What do you think? Why don't you eat, eat!
Kirilenko looked at Paul Allen with disdain. What kind of hero is he if he doesn't even dare to eat? Also, these dishes taste good, except for a few that are a little prickly.
Paul Allen had only eaten about 30 dishes, and there are still many dishes left.
He had never enjoyed such delicious food before. Hua Xia is indeed a gourmet paradise. Kirilenko should consider hiring a Chinese chef in the future. Kirilenko had visited Hua Xia many times, and he is very familiar with using chopsticks.
"Feng, why are you not eating?" Kirilenko took a deep-fried spider and placed it on Feng Yu's plate.
Feng Yu's face changed. "I am full. Brother Ki, eat more!"
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