Christian took a few symbolic bites of stinky tofu, his pupils involuntarily dilating as he did so.

At first, Christian was somewhat resistant, feeling that Qin Zi'an was playing a prank on him.

But after tasting it carefully, he was surprised to find that the stinky tofu had a unique aroma.

Christian never imagined that a piece of dark tofu could have such a magical texture and taste, which almost shattered his understanding of tofu.

Just as Qin Zian said, this stinky tofu is much tastier than their strange stuff like blue cheese and canned herring.

"Brother Qin, you really didn't lie to me, this stinky tofu is truly a delicacy."

"You said that?" Qin Zi'an raised an eyebrow, feigning anger, "So that's what you think of me!"

"No, no! Brother Qin, that's not what I meant, I just..."

Christian stammered for a while, but still couldn't find a suitable reason.

After all, Christian still remembered what had just happened at the Pozi Street Police Station.

If I hadn't been more careful, I would have been completely fooled by Qin Zian.

However, now that Christian has been recommended stinky tofu, his vigilance has decreased.

In any case, Qin Zian did not do anything out of line and always provided Christian with excellent travel plans.

Even though his trip to the Pozi Street Police Station wasn't exactly pleasant, Christian still managed to take many fun photos.

Without Qin Zian as his guide, Christian felt that the trip would have been much less interesting, and his plan to explore Xiangcheng in 24 hours would have fallen through.

Thinking of this, Christian softened and began to defend himself, tugging at Qin Zi'an's sleeve.

"Brother Qin, I was wrong just now. From now on, I'll do whatever you say, and I won't resist at all."

"Am I the kind of person who would force others?" Qin Zian asked with a smile.

"No! Of course not, Brother Qin is the best person in the world. You are a celestial being descended to earth, a match made in heaven, a perfect union, and you will always strive for excellence..."

Christian's Chinese was already terrible, and now he's insisting on adding more words to it.

Faced with such a nonsensical evaluation, Qin Zian smiled and rubbed his forehead.

How should I put it?

We'll definitely do something funny, but not right now.

After all, Christian was still on guard, so Qin Zian definitely had to be careful.

Therefore, Qin Zian used a feint to temporarily conceal his true intentions.

"Alright, stop praising me. You're making me dig my toes out of the castle."

Upon hearing Qin Zian's helpless words, Christian's pupils lit up instantly.

What???

A castle dug out with toes?

Christian couldn't even imagine what a magnificent architectural feat it was to carve out a castle with one's toes.

"Brother Qin, I have so many more compliments to give you. Let me say a few more words. Could you demonstrate how to build a castle with your toes?"

"You look like a castle to me."

Qin Zian ignored Christian's words, rolled his eyes at him, and continued walking forward.

Christian had absolutely no idea what Qin Zian meant by that.

He's just a person, how can he become a castle?

However, Christian soon stopped dwelling on it.

This was because Qin Zian took Christian to wander through the night market stalls and sampled all kinds of Hunan delicacies.

From sugar-coated fried dough sticks to Hunan-style sausages, Christian's white stomach was thoroughly satisfied.

Whenever he tastes a local specialty snack from Hunan, he excitedly brings out God.

Again, it's that even God would weep after eating it, and that God would be grateful for food, leaving Qin Zi'an utterly speechless.

Seeing that Christian was gradually lowering his guard, Qin Zian took him to a Hunan restaurant.

Over the course of the evening, Qin Zian had taken him to sample many delicious Xiangcheng snacks, and it was time for him to see another side of Xiangcheng cuisine.

Therefore, after entering the Hunan restaurant, Qin Zian only ordered one dish – Hunan-style stinky mandarin fish.

Although both are strongly flavored foods, stinky mandarin fish and stinky tofu are completely different things.

When the waiter brought the stinky mandarin fish to the table, Christian couldn't help but cover his nose.

Tofu is one thing, but fish makes it smell so bad.

Christian looked at the fish on the plate and silently prayed for it.

God, please make sure this fish died a worthwhile death.

"Brother Qin, what's this stinky fish made of? It smells even stronger than stinky tofu."

"What stinky fish? This is a specialty of Xiangcheng, stinky mandarin fish. The stinkier it smells, the more delicious it tastes. Try it, the meat is very tender."

Since Qin Zi'an had said so, Christian felt reassured and started eating.

After all, the stinky tofu had given Christian a great surprise, allowing him to taste a unique and delicious tofu.

As the stinky mandarin fish got closer and closer, Christian's brows furrowed more and more.

It stinks, it really stinks.

But thinking of the delicious taste of the fish, Christian still put the stinky mandarin fish into his mouth.

But before he could even begin to chew, he felt his stomach churning.

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