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Chapter 698 Like a Nuclear Weapon Explosion (Fourth)

"Mr. Llorente, I remember that you described a structural force that can distort space in "Flying Catastrophe". This idea is very interesting. May I ask how you came up with such a design?"

"Haha, nothing special, it's just that the novel needs a power to distort space, so I thought of the term structural force, isn't it cool?"

"Oh, so that's the case. In "Hebrew Savages", you described a monster with five legs, three arms and no eyes. Some readers said that the prototype of this monster was Fei in "Galonia". Is that the case for the Eldor family?"

"No, don't the Ferdo tribe have four legs? It's completely different from mine, and Lin Lexi obviously has a higher combat effectiveness than the Ferdo tribe. In fact, the image of Lin Lexi comes from a dream of mine... ..."

Zhang Zhong and Lin De exchanged glances, they didn't expect Feng He to chat with Laurent like this.

Especially Fenghe made Zhang Zhong look at him with admiration. Although he didn't meet this guy many times, in his impression, Fenghe was a relatively quiet person, but he didn't expect to see Llorente so openly.

But seeing them like this, Zhang Zhong and Linde were also relieved, at least they didn't need to endure Llorente's nonsense anymore.

The same is true for Linde. He has had enough of Llorente along the way, especially on the plane, and he wants to sleep on the plane to beat the jet lag, but Llorente keeps chattering in his ear, making He's a little mentally broken.

Yesterday, I managed to sleep in the hotel, so I recovered some energy.

Several people are sitting in Zhang Zhong's office now, each holding a cup of coffee.

Fenghe chatted with Llorente for more than half an hour. Most of the time, Fenghe was asking questions and Llorente was answering.

Maybe it felt a bit impolite, Feng He smiled and said to Lin De and Zhang Zhong, "I made you laugh."

Linde waved his hand, "No, we are very happy."

Llorente seized the opportunity and said, "Pz, before I came here, a friend of mine from Huaxia told me that there is a very delicious delicacy here, do you mind taking me to try it at night?"

"Oh? There are people who recommend food to you. What did your Huaxia Tong friend recommend to you?"

"He speaks Huaxia, I don't remember how to pronounce it, but it doesn't matter, I have already recorded the pronunciation, and it is in my mobile phone."

Then Llorente turned on the phone to find the recording that he had recorded before, and then played it to Zhang Zhong and the others.

Zhang Zhong and Feng He listened, only to hear a fluent Chinese language coming from the phone: stinky tofu.

Hearing the word stinky tofu, Zhang Zhong and Feng He looked at each other, and then Zhang Zhong asked Llorente, "Has there been any conflicts between your Huaxiatong friend and you?"

Llorente didn't understand why Zhang Zhong asked such a question. He said strangely, "No, Sandro and I are very good friends. He has stayed in China for a long time. I came here to chat with him for a long time."

chatted for a long time...

Zhang Zhong glanced at Llorente, and said that you had no trouble with him, see, if you torture others like this, can they not retaliate against you?

It is estimated that Sandro couldn't bear the bombardment of Llorente's mouth, so he deliberately said a stinky tofu to trick him.

It's not that stinky tofu is bad, but I have to admit that many foreigners still can't accept it.

Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Your friend is indeed an expert in Huaxia, and stinky tofu is really a well-known delicacy in China. Of course, your friend didn't tell you the whole story. In fact, stinky tofu is not very delicious to eat alone. Serve with preserved eggs.”

He deliberately played with his mind and created a translation for preserved eggs - pine flower egg.

The normal translation of Songhuadan is preserved egg, which means processed and pickled eggs.

Zhang Zhong's nonsensical translation makes preserved eggs as tempting as Chinese.

Sure enough, when he heard the translation, Llorente showed great interest, "You can tell it's a delicacy just by the name."

Lin De didn't understand Chinese, and was kept in the dark. Only Feng He knew the inside story, and he covered his mouth and laughed.

……

"This is choudoufu?"

As soon as the stinky tofu was served in front of Llorente, the guy frowned, because the stinky tofu was not very good in terms of smell or appearance.

Llorente has already begun to have doubts, "Is this really food?"

Zhang Zhong said solemnly, "Of course, this is definitely one of the most famous delicacies in China."

"Really?" Llorente put a piece of doubt in his mouth, but his brows frowned even more.

His self-cultivation prevents him from spitting out the food he eats in front of his master, but you can tell how much he resists from his expression.

"I need to add some preserved eggs to eat." Zhang Zhong said again.

Llorente could only get another petal to send to his mouth, and then his eyes became more complicated.

Without chewing twice, Llorente swallowed the food in his mouth, and then took a big sip of water.

"pz, are these two really gourmet?"

Zhang Chong nodded with a smile, "Indeed, but the taste is a bit special. They belong to that kind of special food."

"You Huaxia is really a magical country. The dishes I ate just now were all delicious. Since there are such delicacies, why do you still eat such things?" Llorente shook his head and said.

Linde laughed and said, "What you said is unreasonable. Isn't it the same as literature? Since there is romanticism, why do we need realism? Now that there is reportage, why do we need stream of consciousness? Let me try Try those two things, and I'd like to know if it's really as exaggerated as you make it out to be."

As he spoke, he put the stinky tofu into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and said, "It's delicious, although it smells a bit unpleasant, but the taste is very rich after the entrance, and I don't feel the smell anymore."

After eating the stinky tofu, he made another piece of preserved egg, then shook his head, "I'm not used to this preserved egg, but the stinky tofu is really delicious."

Llorente gave Linde a thumbs up, "I never knew Linde that you are so powerful. Although it is impolite to say this, when I ate stinky tofu just now, I felt like an atomic bomb exploded in my mouth." Come on, there is not a single cell in the entire mouth that can escape. After I ate preserved eggs, an atomic bomb was nothing, and I felt like all the nuclear weapons in the world were exploding in my mouth."

Lind laughed, "No one would want to waste a nuclear weapon in your mouth."

Llorente shrugged his shoulders, "Of course, I actually remembered such a metaphor because I dreamed that an atomic bomb exploded next to my house last night."

Zhang Zhong joked, "Your dream is quite magical."

Llorente looked at them and said, "Isn't it amazing? Haven't you ever dreamed that the atomic bomb exploded and the nuclear weapon destroyed the whole world?"

The three shook their heads at the same time, "No, obviously you are the only one here who has had such a dream."

(End of this chapter)