Chapter 64: Why are you so fast?
Lin Yuan walked towards the door cautiously and just stretched out his hand to push it open.
Suddenly the door opened, and before Lin Yuan could react, Steve pulled him in.
Lin Yuan was dragged into the living room by Steve with a confused look on his face. Then he saw a table in the living room with mahjong on it.
Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton were sitting in front of the table, looking at him with a smile.
"Brother, you're finally here. We are short of one!"
Natasha Romanoff pulled Lin Yuan over with a smile on her face and pushed him into the seat.
Lin Yuan was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Steve: "Brother, is this the urgent matter you talked about on the phone?"
"Yeah, isn't this an urgent matter? We are short of one person!"
Steve said confidently.
"That makes so much sense. I'm speechless."
Lin Yuan turned to look at Natasha Romanoff and pointed at the mahjong: "Sister, this is what you suggested, right?"
Because Clint Barton and Steve were not at home during the last Chinese New Year, neither of them played mahjong.
Natasha Romanoff looked at Lin Yuan with a smile, her lips curved into a beautiful arc: "What? No way? Can't you even play mahjong with your sister?"
Lin Yuan suddenly felt a dangerous aura and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, it's my honor to play mahjong with you!"
Steve also sat down and said excitedly, "Lin, last time we went to Shancheng, I saw a lot of people playing this, and I've wanted to try it for a long time. Today we are both on vacation, and Natasha mentioned that she played mahjong at your house during the Chinese New Year, so I want to play too."
"Where did you get the mahjong?"
Lin Yuan looked at Steve.
"Natasha brought it!"
Steve looked at Natasha Romanoff.
"You took it from your family!"
Natasha Romanoff looked at Lin Yuan again.
"You three are playing with nesting dolls? One by one, looking at the other!"
Clint Barton couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but complain.
Lin Yuan then remembered that this was the first time he had formally met Clint Barton, and quickly greeted him.
"Hello! Brother Barton, nice to meet you. I'm Lin Yuan."
"Hello, Lin, I've heard of you!"
The two shook hands, and Natasha Romanoff couldn't help it and slammed the table.
"What are you doing? Let's get started!"
Steve also echoed from the side: "Yes, yes! Let's get started! Lin, teach Barton! I don't need you to teach me, I have already learned it by myself!"
"Look at what you can do. I'll make you lose everything!"
Lin Yuan felt that he would not be the last in this mahjong game. After all, there was a novice and a megalomaniac here!
Lin Yuan explained the gameplay to Clint Barton, and Clint Barton quickly got the hang of it.
Then the dispute began~
"Win!" Lin Yuan pushed his cards.
FirstBLood～
"Another mistake"
Doublekill
"It's a mistake."
TripleKill
Lin Yuan has gone crazy with killing.
He was very lucky today and kept winning, and finally got his revenge during the last Chinese New Year.
Steve took Lin Yuan's flag, but lost and looked sad.
Lin Yuan reached out and touched a card, then casually asked Steve, "Brother, have you finished the bean juice last time?"
In fact, it had been several months since then, and Lin Yuan must have known that he had finished drinking it. He was just asking casually.
However, he suddenly found that Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton were looking at him with resentment.
Lin Yuan was a little puzzled and asked weakly, "What's wrong?"
Natasha Romanoff showed a dangerous smile and gritted her teeth and said, "Did you buy that thing called bean juice?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Steve rushed to answer, "It's okay, it's okay, you just bought too much. I thought it would go bad if left for too long, so I shared it with my colleagues at S.H.I.E.L.D.! And they were the quickest to act, and seeing how much I enjoyed it, they drank a little more."
"That was not just a little bit! I took a big gulp! Ugh~ I feel a little sour just thinking about it now!"
Natasha Romanoff vomited as she spoke, and then continued to accuse the captain: "Also, the captain was eating some stinky noodles that he bought from somewhere at the headquarters, and the whole S.H.I.E.L.D. building was filled with that stench."
"That's called snail noodles. Oh, what a pity! Fury doesn't let me eat it!" Steve looked regretful.
Lin Yuan was sweating. What's wrong with this captain? They are actually eating snail noodles indoors. This is not China. How can a group of foreigners who have never been exposed to this kind of culture stand this?
Also, has the captain awakened some strange attribute? Why is the food so heavy? Could it be because I took him to eat beef tripe hotpot?
"Lin, don't take the captain to eat those weird foods in the future. The ones you cooked during the Chinese New Year are delicious! Just eat those."
Natasha Romanoff advised earnestly.
"What do you mean by weird food? Those are really delicious, but you just don't know how to taste them!"
Steve was a little unhappy.
"By the way, Lin, last time I went to Chinatown to buy river snail noodles, many people recommended Wang Zhihe fermented bean curd and stinky tofu to me, and one even asked me to buy canned herring, saying that these two are delicious, but the store doesn't have them. Can you bring some for me? I want to try them."
When Lin Yuan heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Brother, that stinky tofu is different from the one I bought for you last time. You can't eat that one dry!"
"How do you eat it?"
Steve is like a curious baby.
Lin Yuan thought, how would I know how to eat it? I haven't eaten it either, but I'll try to give you a way to eat it.
"Uh~ It should be like butter, scraped on bread."
"Then go buy some. I want to try some. There are also canned herrings."
Lin Yuan was a little tempted. Canned herrings. He seemed to have made a promise before that he would transform into a cheetah and eat them.
How about~~, give it a try?
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go buy it!"
Lin Yuan didn't care about the mahjong in his hand anymore and rushed out the door.
Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton looked at the two guys in front of them stupidly, singing the same tune and making the decision without caring about their lives.
I heard from the captain that someone recommended it to him when he was buying snail noodles. How good can these two things be?
The two looked at each other, stood up in tacit understanding and prepared to run.
Steve was quick to grab them.
"Where are you two going? Lin Yuan went to buy food. Wait a minute, we haven't finished playing mahjong yet!"
Natasha Romanoff gave a forced smile: "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."
Clint Barton also nodded desperately: "Yes, yes."
The three of them were still arguing when Lin Yuan's voice came from the door.
"I'm back!"
Lin Yuan came back carrying a bag.
Natasha Romanoff was desperate and yelled, "Lin, why are you so fast?"
"What do you mean I'm so fast? Sister Natasha, please don't slander me!"
Steve took the bag, took out the Wang Zhihe fermented bean curd, and took a look: "It seems to be really different from the stinky tofu I ate before."
As he said that, he unscrewed the lid.
Lin Yuan didn't even have time to stop himself before he smelled a foul odor coming towards him.
Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton had already started to walk out. Although they had smelled worse things before, they both found it hard to accept the thought of eating this kind of stench.
"Ugh~" Lin Yuan dry-heaved and was about to say something when he was suddenly horrified to find that Steve had picked up the can of herrings again.
"Brother, wait a minute!"
"Sizzle~~" The sound of the can leaking air was heard by everyone present.