Chapter 191: Hunting for Strange Food "what is this?" “Blue cheese.” Da Mai and Chen Nanxing huddled together and looked at the blue triangular packaging box on the table. Chen Nanxing glanced at Da Mai and asked, "Are you ready?" Barley nodded and said, "Get ready." Chen Nanxing tore open the package, and immediately a pungent and sour smell filled the air, like the fermentation of athlete's foot from not washing feet for three months. Da Mai was halfway through his words when he was choked back by the pungent smell. "No, no, I can't stand the smell. Why don't you find someone else?" Da Mai changed his tone instantly, covered his nose, and leaned back as far as possible, away from the box of dairy products with blue stripes in Chen Nanxing's hand. "I can't go back on my word. There's no one else. Several of us have been poisoned by mushrooms and our stomachs are weak. You're the only one left."
Chen Nanxing hurriedly grabbed Damai, fearing that Damai would run away. "What are they doing?" In the yard, Chen Mo drank tea and looked at the two people gathered in the kitchen. Xu Hongdou was sitting next to him, teasing the handle, then turned around to take a look and said with a smile, "I guess Damai was tricked by Nannan into helping with the food tasting." "What are you trying?" Xu Hongdou explained: "Nannan has only been able to explore restaurants near Dali Ancient Town, which has led to a decrease in video playback volume. So she has recently expanded her content to do some alternative food challenge reviews." "This is a good idea. Although people cannot go everywhere, local specialties can be obtained from all over the world. Now, local specialties can basically be purchased online." Chen Mo nodded in agreement. Although he had appeared in a video for Chen Nanxing last time and attracted some traffic, whether it could be effectively converted still depended on long-term content. If you want to keep the content fresh when doing restaurant exploration, you have to keep going to different regions to take pictures of different food cultures. Otherwise, if you only shoot in one place, the content will definitely be limited. Chen Mo thought about it and said, "In fact, if Nanxing still needs to travel around for business as she did when she was doing hotel market research, then it would be quite suitable for her to be a hotel blogger." Xu Hongdou rolled her eyes and said, "Didn't Nan Nan quit because her previous job at the hotel was too tiring and her body couldn't handle it anymore?" Chen Mo laughed, "That's right, it's hard to have everything." Xu Hongdou looked towards the kitchen. "Anyway, she often buys some exotic foods now. Da Mai probably didn't expect it to be something for tasting." Chen Mo was puzzled, "Curious?" Xu Hongdou shrugged. "Like canned herring, black garlic, natto, licorice candy, white snake grass water, and so on." "Anyway, it was the candy that sounded the most normal. I tried one and the taste was..." Xu Hongdou's expression was indescribable, "'a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth'." Chen Mo couldn't help but be curious, "What does it taste like?" Xu Hongdou couldn't bear to recall, "It was like soaking star anise in toilet cleaner and then eating it raw with a little salt."
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo looked at Da Mai with pitiful eyes. Da Mai shuddered, glanced at Chen Mo, and immediately said, "Brother Mo, Brother Mo is here too, go find Brother Mo." Chen Nanxing shook his head. "Chen Mo is now responsible for the meals for us patients. We can't make any mistakes." "I can't make any mistakes." Da Mai's eyes widened. "I don't have any manuscripts saved right now, so I can't stop updating." Chen Nanxing said: "No, you have already finished today's update. I have some to catch up with." "." Da Mai forced a smile, "Why don't you wait until your stomach recovers before shooting again?" Chen Nanxing held Da Mai's hand and said earnestly, "I can't wait, and I can't stop updating. I haven't posted any work for three days. If I don't update, the account activity will decrease, which will affect the account weight and traffic recommendation." "You should understand this best. Can you imagine not updating for three days?" Da Mai shuddered and said sadly, "Let alone three days, I don't even dare to think about two days. The most I can take is one day off a month." Obviously, Damai knows deeply that updating serialized novels is the best way to go. When you update once, minor flaws will be magnified and your immature writing style will be criticized; when you update twice, a little patience will be born and some flaws will be tolerated; when you update three times, slight praises will begin to be heard and critical remarks will gradually decrease. If you can write 10,000 words a day, there will be great scholars who will debate for you and implement a tolerant attitude both inside and outside the body. If you can update 20,000 words a day, your name will be recorded in the history of online literature! Updates may not solve all problems, but more than 90% of problems come from insufficient updates. Chen Nanxing nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right. Although we bloggers don't have to update as strictly as you do when writing novels, we still have to publish a piece of work every two or three days. Can you bear to see me do nothing?" Barley was a little shaken when he heard this, but looking at the blue cheese in front of him that seemed to be emitting green skull gas, he still couldn't nod his head, "Well, being a pigeon is understandable sometimes." As we all know, the basic process for online writers to write books is: I made a bold statement before opening the book, vowing to recreate the glory of publishing ten thousand words a day! When it is put on the shelves, I swear to protect everything of the online writer! After the recommendation period, the past is gone with the wind, and maintaining daily updates is considered a victory. In the later stages, you can go even slower, as long as you don't over-eavesdrop. Final remarks: I believe you won’t mind if the plot is not fully filled. XOXO. Chen Nanxing's eyes widened. "With all those bad habits, could it be that even the great Barley Tea Master has fallen into depravity?" Barley immediately said righteously, "Of course not. Before I wrote my own book, I always looked down on authors who stood up their readers." Chen Nanxing blinked, "What about after you write your own book?" Barley coughed dryly and said with a wry smile: "If people could understand each other more, the world would be a better place." Chen Nanxing handed over the blue cheese in his hand and said, "Then please understand me first." Da Mai wanted to cry but had no tears. He wanted to struggle again, "But I have never filmed a food video. I don't understand the effect of the show." Chen Nanxing smiled and said, "What we want is authenticity. Just like the little story about milk tea I wrote for Master Ma before, you can just take a sip and describe the taste. I believe in the literary talent of Master Barley Tea." "Okay then." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Da Mai accepted his fate. Chen Nanxing immediately took out his mobile phone and started filming.
She first briefly introduced the theme of this video, and then scooped out a large piece of blue cheese with a spoon. Da Mai swallowed his saliva and said, "Just a little bit is enough. Small pieces are easier to swallow." Before he finished speaking, Chen Nanxing fed the spoon into Damai's mouth. Barley's face suddenly wrinkled up. He tried to chew twice, but he couldn't help retching and retching. Finally, he couldn't swallow it anymore and vomited it out, looking like he had escaped death. Chen Nanxing quickly asked: "What's the smell?" Da Mai first took a few sips of water to suppress the nausea in his stomach, and said with lingering fear: "As soon as you put it in your mouth, the salty and fishy taste is like concentrated juice of rotten fish and shrimp filling your throat." "After chewing a little, the gritty hyphae stick to the roof of your mouth, just like chewing a piece of moldy foot skin. The mold spots detonate spicy gunpowder on the tip of your tongue, accurately sniping at the top of your head." "My personal suggestion is to wear a gas mask when eating." (End of this chapter)