"Σ_(???"∠) Ugh, damn, the taste of this stinky tofu is too authentic, yuck..."

Such a strong smell made Zhang Mo almost vomit the steak he just ate.

Seeing Mo Cheng, Erica and others covering their mouths and noses and trying to escape, Zhang Mo quickly pulled them back and pushed them into his seats.

"Don't leave! Such authentic stinky tofu must be a delicacy in the world. Each of you must eat a portion, otherwise you won't show respect to me."

Zhang Mo said, pushing a portion of stinky tofu in front of them, and then left a portion for himself.

"Ugh... Idol, you usually just... ugh... do you eat this?"

Erica pinched her nose and looked at the bowl of pitch-black cube-shaped objects in front of her with a pale face. It exuded a strong smell. If you eat this thing, you will probably die on the spot! Even the corpse is smelly.

"Brother Zhang Mo! Ugh... I appreciate your kindness... I just remembered that I still have some things to deal with... Ugh, I'll treat you to a high-end meal some other time."

Mo Cheng covered his nose tightly. He wanted to leave here immediately, but seeing Zhang Mo's unkind eyes, he could only sit here obediently.

"Is such a smelly thing meant for human consumption? Even if I, Jeff, starve to death, die outside, or jump from a lighthouse, I will never eat this kind of thing." Jeff said in a strong tone.

Looking at the three people with obvious attitudes, even Zhang Mo had a little doubt about the stinky tofu in front of him. After all, the smell was stronger than any stinky tofu he had ever seen.

His eyes turned to Ran Bing and Feixue. Except for Feixue who was wearing a mask and didn't react much, Ran Bing also looked at the bowl of stinky tofu with a look of disgust.

"Oh, you don't know the goods. There was once a unique delicacy in front of you, but you didn't know how to cherish it. You will regret it after you lose it. The most painful thing in the world is this.

If you have eaten it, you will definitely say three words about this delicacy: It’s so delicious. If you have to add a quantity to this delicacy, you definitely hope it is... ten thousand servings!

I'll eat first as a token of respect."

After Zhang Mo finished speaking, he picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it in his mouth under the horrified, dumbfounded and stunned eyes of everyone.

As soon as the stinky tofu was in his mouth, Zhang Mo's eyes burst out with sparkling light. How could he live up to such delicious food?

The nephrite is warm and fragrant, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. When chewing, the sauce flows smoothly into the throat, and the mouth is instantly filled with a subtle odor.

Paired with the wonderful but particularly delicious soup, and the multi-layered texture given by the cucumber shreds, minced garlic and coriander, it is irresistible and lingering aftertaste.

"It's so delicious! Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Another piece of stinky tofu was put into his mouth. Zhang Mo showed a satisfied face while chewing it, which made everyone dumbfounded.

A portion of stinky tofu was finished by Zhang Mo in less than a minute, and he drank it without even leaving any soup.

"Is it really that delicious?" Erica asked doubtfully.

Not even the idol had such a satisfied expression on the previous steaks. Is this extremely smelly thing in front of me really that delicious?

Zhang Mo did not answer Erica, but looked at everyone with a smile on his face and said: "I still have four portions of stinky tofu in my hand. Whoever eats it first, I will give him another portion later.

It’s up to you to figure it out.”

Everyone looked at Zhang Mo, who had a smile on his face and looked full of maturity. They all looked at each other, and their hearts began to waver.

"You said...this thing is called stinky tofu?" Feixue, who had been wearing a mask and was not affected by the stench, suddenly said.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Feixue did not answer Zhang Mo, but thought of a food magazine she brought back during a ground mission, which recorded a delicacy called stinky tofu.

The appearance is black and boxy, smells bad and tastes delicious, which is the most direct description of this kind of delicacy.

"Okay, I'll go first."

Feixue said, moved the stinky tofu in front of her, then lifted off a little of the mask, revealing her gorgeous pink lips.

Picking up a piece of stinky tofu, Feixue put it into his mouth without hesitation.

As soon as she took a bite, the delicious soup exploded from the stinky tofu, and a taste she had never experienced before stimulated her taste buds.

Feixue's delicate body trembled, and then under everyone's shocked eyes, piece after piece of stinky tofu was quickly put into the mouth, without even a drop of soup left.

"As you said, the first one to eat can still get a share." Feixue stretched out his hand to beg.

"Hehe, you'd better ask who among them doesn't want it. If none of them wants it, all those stinky tofu will be yours." Zhang Mo said with a sly smile.

As soon as he said this, Feixue's eyes immediately focused on Ran Bing, who was closest to him.

"I...I think I...can give it a try." Ran Bing quickly protected the stinky tofu.

Then Feixue looked at Erica again.

"I...I believe in idols. If idols say it tastes good, it must taste good."

Next is Mocheng.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that nothing happened. Since Brother Zhang Mo invited me to eat some stinky tofu, of course I can't refuse."

"What about you? You said before that even if you starve to death, die outside, or jump from a lighthouse, you won't be able to eat."

Feixue stared at Jeff and said, only to find that this guy had already eaten it.

"Oh my God! It smells so good! It's so delicious! There is such delicious food in the world."

"..."

"Haha, how about it? I didn't lie to you."

Zhang Mo took out another piece of stinky tofu from the system warehouse and handed it to Fei Xuedao.

"How could an idol lie to us? I have always trusted idols." Erica opened her mouth and stuffed a large piece of stinky tofu into her mouth.

"Brother Zhang Mo, one serving of stinky tofu is only five yuan. I haven't tasted it yet. Look, you still have three servings... or... hehe."

Jeff quickly finished the stinky tofu, then came behind Zhang Mo with a flattering look on his face, and consciously rubbed his shoulders, with moderate severity and first-class technique.

"What? You all still want to eat?" Zhang Mo looked at everyone funny, it's a large-scale real-flavor scene.

"My little brother, Mo Cheng, is willing to act as a leader for brother Zhang Mo, just to get another piece of stinky tofu."

After Mo Cheng finished eating the stinky tofu, he expressed his loyalty without saying anything.

"I...can I exchange it for the steak?" Ran Bing regretted a little. If he had known, he would have eaten first, so that he would have two portions.

"Idol! I want it too, but you can't treat your little fangirl badly."

Erica grabbed Zhang Mo's arm anxiously. There were only three portions of stinky tofu left. Captain Mark hadn't eaten yet, so he had to get another portion.

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