C1929 Poor old diplomat (1/2)
His name had been completely destroyed! Fei Dinanzijue wanted to die. He, who had experienced a lot in foreign affairs his entire life, would never have thought that someone this old would make such a mistake.
Bullshit! This was a physiological behavior of everyone. The gas produced by the fermentation of the food and microorganisms could not be kept inside their body. There had to be an outlet for it.
It was not shameful to fart, but fart was considered indecent by the entire human civilization, especially in formal occasions, such as diplomatic negotiations.
It wasn't that a fart could completely break the negotiations, but that a fart could destroy the atmosphere you had painstakingly created, and that the aura of a negotiation could be completely destroyed by a fart.
The real old diplomats paid attention to their diets, especially before important negotiations. Their diets were carefully matched, light and oily, clean and unpolluted, low in salt and water.
This makes sense. The goal is to prevent fart, diarrhoea, frequent urination and other chores during the negotiations so as to ensure that the difficult negotiations can be completed in one go.
How could Ferdinand not understand this logic? However, the result of his lifetime of caution was that when he was about to retire, he made a big joke.
Everyone present was truly unable to describe this fart from the Consul … It was really … It was so fresh in his mind.
The whole fart tone was very long and changed in tone. After making a single sound of explosion, it went into the sound of venting for five to six seconds. In general, it was just ”bang …” A sonic boom rang out, followed by a sizzling sound … There was a long sound of several seconds of gas hitting the cloth.
This was indeed a skill. Ordinary people would rarely be able to expel such a large amount of intestinal gases, so this huge fart immediately stupefied everyone present.
Following the sound of the voice, of course, came a strong stench, which was hard to describe. The Chinese soldiers and officials present all thought that they had knocked over the Six-Armed Naga's smelly tofu vat.
The Europeans present also immediately thought of the famous northern European smelly herring, which was a terrifying food that changed the color of the entire continent. Very few people would dare to try it.
With Fei Dinanzijue as the center, the smelly biochemical shock wave started to spread in all directions. Everyone present couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses as if they were about to vomit.
Everyone, including the Frenchman himself, looked at Consul Ferdinand in fear, while this old diplomat's face had already turned as red as a burning coal.
”I... I, I, I... Ah … Where is the restroom!? ” Without a chance to explain himself, Ferdinand felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as though ten thousand sharp blades were piercing his stomach again. It was so painful that he covered his fart and ran towards the west in the darkness.
The rendezvous point was not within the fifth station town. The fleet was already far into the river, and the sides of the river were filled with desert and low shrubs.
The old Consul disappeared into the darkness, and soon there was a crackling sound behind the dunes. With a loud puchi sound, everyone present had an awkward expression.
”That... Why don't you hurry and help the Consul? Go and find a doctor! ” Jie Sen covered his mouth and said to the stunned Frenchman, only then did the few officials and soldiers realize, and rushed over with the stench.
”This is bad …” Consul is vomiting and vomiting … ”