Chronicle of a Blood Merchant
“Instead, he went to the Victory Restaurant and sat down at a table by the window.Recalling to memory the first time he had come here after selling blood with Ah Fang and Genlong ten years before, he scratched his head and remembered the way they had slapped the table for emphasis as they ordered their food. So he reached out and slapped the tabletop as he shouted to the waiter. “A plate of fried pork livers and two shots of yellow rice wine.”The waiter took his order and was turning to go when ...Xu Sanguan realized that something was missing. He signaled for the waiter to stay where he was. The waiter stood waiting by his side, wiping the already immaculate table with a washcloth. “What else would you like?”Xu Sanguan, hand still poised in midair, thought for a moment but couldn’t remember what it was. Finally, he said to the waiter, “I’ll let you know when I remember.”The waiter nodded his assent.Just as he moved away across the room, Xu Sanguan remembered the phrase for which he had been searching and shouted across the restaurant, “I remember now!”The waiter immediately walked back toward his table.MoreLess
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