Chapter 42: Apples Stained with Iron
Mary pulled her hand back and sat nervously like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.
"I'm sorry, when I was a child, I was often choked by fish bones to my throat, so I was very sensitive."
Mary's eyes widened, "I never choke on fish bones, and I eat fish every day." ”
"Then why don't you touch the fish on your plate, isn't it delicious?"
Mary shook her head, "It's not like a fish. ”
The president of the male god smiled dumbly, thinking to himself what reason is this? Then he looked at the food on the plate, and he couldn't tell what it was.
"Why don't I help you with something else?"
Mary shook her head violently, "No, no, no. But the side dishes are so delicious, can I get another one? ”
Mary refers to the color of the main course. The president of the male god raised his hand and raised it back, and the hotel manager immediately stepped forward and bowed his head. The male god whispered his face, and the manager understood, turned around and went straight to the kitchen.
"Mary, have you ever been abroad?" The male god suddenly changed the subject.
"Do you mean when you live in China?"
The male god looked up from the medium-rare steak, "That's right! You don't have a chance to go abroad where you live, do you? ”
"Going abroad? Where to go? Mary asked, blinking.
"There's a lot to do!" The male god raised his fingers, "Like Greece, the cradle of Western civilization, isn't it a pity that you haven't been there in your life?" Pregnant! Like a salmon returning home, we can follow in the footsteps of your ancestors and walk backwards. What do you think of starting in France, following Switzerland, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria, and finally Greece? The male god said as if the plane ticket had already been bought, and he almost went to the airport early in the morning.
Mary listened with longing, "But I don't know where our ancestors first came from?" ”
"Go to Greece first, find your people, and ask if you want to know." The male god is right.
Mary's head tilted to one side, "Is that true?" ”
The male god put his knife and fork aside, "Of course it's true. However, there is one condition......
Halfway through speaking, the male god deliberately paused and continued to shred the steak slowly and methodically. Just at this time, the manager came out of the kitchen. I saw him move the lotus step lightly, and put it in front of the table, holding a silver plate in his hand, which was a delicate and plain diskette, in which some tender vegetables and fruits were placed at random with a Zen feeling, and a few handfuls of golden olive oil were thinly drizzled.
"The vegetables are here, eat them quickly, I heard that the vegetables and fruits that have been stained with iron are yellowing faster." After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to cut the steak into dices, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just said.
"You're asking me to help you with those experiments?" Mary's pupils suddenly grew darker and darker, darker and darker. Her face became serious, and there was a lot of autumn frost on her forehead.
"And that's not all!" The male god put a plate full of ground beef that he had cut all over and about, but instead stretched out his bloody knife and fork to Mary's plate, forked up a piece of apple, put it in his mouth, and said as he chewed
"Together we will make another Mary." The male myth fell and spit the half-chewed apple onto the plate.
"You see, I'm right, apples that have been stained with iron really turn brown very quickly."