"Come on, please sit down and order whatever you want to eat. You pay for it anyway."
Wang Xiaodong pulled a chair carelessly, not showing any politeness at all.
Since it was the other party who came to the door, there was no reason not to kill him.
The reason for choosing a Chinese restaurant is also very simple. This is the place with the fewest paparazzi in Southampton.
The shop owner’s surname is Li Fugui, and his hometown is Fujian. Every time Wang Xiaodong comes here to eat, his oriental face makes this middle-aged man who has been thinking all the time feel more friendly.
"Uh... I don't eat Chinese food often, so... give me General Tso's Chicken!"
"What is that?" Wang Xiaodong looked contemptuous.
Then he pointed to the menu on the wall, "Cold pig ears, duck blood soup, fat intestines, boneless chicken feet, and then two big bowls of rice."
"Dong, do you know the hidden menu in Chinese restaurants?" Raiola looked surprised.
"Fake, I am Chinese, of course I know how to order the food here!"
"Uh... Okay, guests are welcome to host. Since we're at a Chinese restaurant, I'll just do as the Romans do."
Before the food was served, Raiola took out a napkin and stuffed it around his neck, preparing to "eat to the hilt."
Usually this is done to give face to the person who ordered the meal and tell them that I am looking forward to the meal you ordered.
However, today Wang Xiaodong deliberately wanted to disgust Raiola.
This fat man suddenly broke into his life, and then shamelessly asked him to talk to him, ruining his vacation. Wang Xiaodong would not give him a good look.
As for whether to agree to the other party becoming his agent, Wang Xiaodong has never thought about this at all.
After a while, the four dishes were served one by one.
Looking at Raiola who was at a loss for the rice, Wang Xiaodong greeted the store owner cordially: "Boss, help me bring a knife and fork to my local British friend."
"okay!"
The boss is obviously familiar with Wang Xiaodong, "Dong, you are a big celebrity now! The news said that as long as you score six more, you will be a real Southampton star! Work harder and bring glory to us Chinese people. !”
"Look boss! Haha!"
When the shop owner brought a knife and fork, Raiola politely thanked him.
"Come on, eat, these are all good things!" Wang Xiaodong picked up two pieces of pig ears with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them loudly.
"Dong, can I ask, what are these?" Looking at the table full of things he didn't recognize, Raiola found it difficult to start.
"Eat first, taste it before talking." Wang Xiaodong said, unscrewing a bottle of sorghum white wine and pouring half a cup for Raiola.
Raiola picked around, found a relatively small pig ear, and stabbed the meat on it.
"How does it taste?"
Wang Xiaodong asked with a smile as he watched Raiola stuff the pig ears into his mouth.
Bang!
Bang!
The cartilage crackled between Raiola's teeth.
"Uh... there's garlic, spicy... sesame oil in it... what on earth is this?" Raiola wiped his mouth with a napkin gentlemanly and asked casually with a pig's ear in his belly.
"What do you think it tastes like?"
"Dong, maybe I'm describing it strangely. When I was eating this, I actually remembered the scene when I bit my wife's ear when we had sex..."
"That's right!" Wang Xiaodong didn't even raise his head. He held a chicken foot and placed it in front of Raiola. "That's the pig's ear."
"Pig? Ears? Oh, God!"
Raiola crossed himself on his chest. He was glad that there was a lot of pig ear marinade.
"What is this?"
Foreigners don’t have the habit of picking up food for each other, but Wang Xiaodong obviously wanted to give him a banquet today. No matter what Raiola’s request, he had to get through these four hurdles first.
"What do you think it looks like?" Wang Xiaodong still asked.
"Although there are no bones, but..." Raiola put the chicken claws in front of him and stretched out his hand to compare. "This may be the claws of some kind of bird."
"You got it right again, Mr. La La! These are chicken feet. Try them. They're delicious!"
As Wang Xiaodong spoke, he stuffed a whole chicken foot into his mouth in front of Raiola and started chewing it.
You’ve already eaten the pig’s ears, do you still care about the chicken’s paws?
Raiola made a new move, took a bite of the chicken feet in his mouth, and started chewing while looking at each other.
"how does it feel?"
"Hmm...it tastes pretty good." After finishing the meal, Raiola wiped his mouth and subconsciously picked up the water glass at hand.
"Cough, cough, cough...Oh, Dong, what is this?"
After taking a sip of white wine, Raiola felt as if his throat and stomach were on fire.
"This is wine, white wine, Chinese white wine." Wang Xiaodong also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "This thing should be sipped one sip at a time."
"Ahem, okay, okay. Waiter, bring me a glass of water, quick!"
After drinking a glass of water to stay alive, Wang Xiaodong once again set his sights on the third course.
"Mr. Lahela, try this bowl of soup. It's very filling!"
Looking at the thick brown-red duck blood soup, Raiola couldn't help but swallow.
Liquids are harder to swallow than solids.
"If you don't want to drink soup, you can try this." Wang Xiaodong said, taking a piece of duck blood from the soup and stuffing it into his mouth.
Is this solid?
Raiola took out a spoon and tremblingly poured a piece of duck blood on it.
"Is this jelly, or..."
This time, Wang Xiaodong did not speak, but looked at Raiola with a smile, waiting for him to put the duck blood in his mouth.
Raiola took a deep breath and put the spoon into his mouth.
The moment he chewed it, he even closed his eyes.
What a wonderful taste!
What a peculiar taste!
"How about it, Mr. La La? Does this thing suit your taste?"
"Ugh... vomit..." After swallowing while suppressing the discomfort, Raiola felt something churning in his stomach, as if he was about to vomit it out in the next second.
After retching for a long time, I forced myself to eat a few spoonfuls of rice, and finally suppressed the feeling of vomiting.
"Dong, tell me, what on earth is this!"
"Blood!" A simple word instantly shocked Raiola on the spot.
"Duck's blood!" Wang Xiaodong emphasized again.
"Oh! NO! Fake! This is impossible!" Raiola's mood was a little crazy, "I clearly ate it, how could it be blood? Dong, you must be joking with me, right? Hahaha ~~"
"Would you like me to ask the shop owner to introduce you to the production process?" Wang Xiaodong said, glancing at Li Fugui who was watching the joke not far away.
"NONONONONO! NO!!!" Raiola waved his hand quickly and shook his head in rejection.
"Dong, this is too cruel, this is too terrible! I...I don't want to hear it!"
"It's up to you." Wang Xiaodong shrugged, picked up another piece of pig ear, put it in his mouth and started chewing.
"Mr. Lahela, here is the last dish left." Wang Xiaodong pursed his lips. In fact, he himself did not often eat pork sausage.
"Okay, Dong, I understand."
Raiola took a deep breath and burped.
A small sip of sorghum wine made the short fat man blush, especially his round nose, which now looked like a clown's nose.
Wang Xiaodong demonstrated the first three dishes, but he didn't move his chopsticks for the last dish. This small detail was noticed by Raiola, and he even retreated in his heart.
But as soon as the thought flashed, the sorghum wine became more intense.
He is drunk and cowardly. He has already passed three levels in a row. How can he fall in front of this final level?
In front of Wang Xiaodong, Raiola took the initiative to fork a piece of sausage and looked at it.
"It's meat, isn't it?"
"That's right." Wang Xiaodong continued to chew his pig ears.
"Can you please tell me what kind of meat this is?"
"Pig!" Wang Xiaodong rarely said the answer first.
"Oh! I know!" Raiola nodded.
As a well-known football agent in the world, Raiola has been a genius since he was a child.
Despite his short appearance, Raiola is superior to others in both IQ and EQ. Coupled with his unconstrained thinking and unique vision, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve by himself.
Since Wang Xiaodong told him that this was pig meat, he must have been unable to guess what part of the pig it was.
Is it some internal organs of a pig? Or some other special, out-of-the-way place?
Raiola decided to empty his mind and stop thinking about it before swallowing it.
mia.
Raiola opened his mouth, put the piece of fat intestine directly into his mouth, and chewed it.
Oh oh!
A magical touch!
Fantastic taste!
If Wang Xiaodong hadn't brought him here, Raiola dared to say that he would never have tasted such delicious food in his life.
"Mr. La La, can you guess where this is from the pig?" Wang Xiaodong asked with a smile.
"Wait, wait!" Raiola took another sip of white wine, scooped a spoonful of rice, and waved his hand to reject Wang Xiaodong's answer.
"What are you..."
Watching Raiola put the sausage into his mouth with chopsticks one after another, Li Fugui, who was not far away, was shocked!
"My ancestors are so powerful. This thing is really the same thing all over the world. Those who don't eat it won't touch it, and those who love it will never stop eating it!"
"Uh... Mr. Lala, can you stop first?"
Seeing the plate of pork intestines reaching the bottom, Wang Xiaodong also felt a little numb.
Except for the first spoonful of rice, this guy almost swallowed the whole plate of sausage dry!
You don’t find it disgusting, but I find it disgusting!
Finally, the last piece of fat sausage entered Raiola's belly. The round-nosed man stopped with satisfaction, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and was ready to "die."
"Dong, I'm ready, you can reveal the answer to the mystery."
"What?"
"Dong, tell me how I can order this delicious dish next time I go to a Chinese restaurant."
"are you serious?"
"certainly!"
"Okay, let me tell you, this is pig's... large intestine!"
"the large intestine?"
"That's right! Intestines, large intestine, the final passage of food..." Wang Xiaodong explained again using several other words and modifiers.
"Chinese culture is indeed vast and profound! Chinese food is indeed full of strange things!"
After knowing the answer, Raiola did not show any symptoms of discomfort. Instead, he nodded and waved to Li Fugui who was not far away: "Boss, another plate of pig intestines!"
