The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 322 I Almost Died
"No! I will never want to eat it in my life!" He Nan immediately refused: "If you want to eat it, you can eat it."

"Hehehe... I'll avoid it too. This kind of thing is for others to listen to, and then to enjoy the other person's disgusted expression." Shirley narrowed her eyes slightly: "...But to be honest, I really got it Maybe we won’t discover the sauce of pickled puffin offal. Maybe it’s even delicious... Isn’t this kind of thing invented because of its unique delicacy?”

"Well... that's for sure." The more He Nan thought about it, the more he felt that it was outrageous: "I'm sorry... I'm surprised, who invented the way to eat this kind of thing... the first warrior who dares to do so is definitely a ruthless person." People... are very unusual."

"Speaking of being unusual, the one who invented cheese with live maggots is stronger." Shirley looked at He Nan's cheeks, showing a smirk: "I think this kind of thing must have had cheese maggots in the first place." , As a result, the food was scarce and I was reluctant to throw it away, so I tried to remove the maggots and eat it, and found that it was harmless to the body and had a special flavor... Later, I began to study how to make it artificially."

"...So what did the first guy who dared to bite his mouth think?" He Nan felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the maggot cheese: "Hey... just thought it tasted good and started to make maggots on purpose. It’s even more incomprehensible. Everyone is talented, compared to canned herring and pickled sharks, these things are too ordinary.”

The so-called pickled smelly shark is a traditional diet in northern Europe...

...Of course, because it is too unpalatable, no one is willing to choose when there is no shortage of food.

Pickled smelly shark is a disgusting food that local people who live in bitter cold areas and worry about food every day have to bite the bullet and swallow in order to fill their stomachs.

Few people really like to eat it, and whoever has serious meat would like to take a look at it.

The production method is very simple.

Shark meat is cut into pieces and buried deep under the frozen ground.

Once fermented, you can eat it.

Shark meat must be marinated in this way before it can be eaten.Otherwise, food poisoning will result from not excreting the large amount of acid in the meat.

After marinating, the shark meat is still unsightly, full of urine smell, smelly, fishy and bitter. He Nan has never heard of any Nordic friend who was "fortunate" to eat this stuff to praise it.

Feelings about that food almost evolved into this extreme judgment: "Let me eat this and starve/shoot myself".

Of course, everyone knows that this is just a joke.I'm so hungry that it's not uncommon for Yizi Ershi to pickle a smelly shark for you, it's all delicious.

... Otherwise, why did the Nordic people make a lot of this thing back then.

"Hmm. Let's put it this way, most of the dark dishes that are disgusting to ordinary people are almost fermented..." Shirley said with a wry smile: "Think about them, don't they? Do you think Looking Up to the Stars is too pure and cute?"

"No, that still scares me."

"...But the fish head looks a little weird, and the taste seems to be normal after removing it." Shirley looked at the "Atlantic Buffet" next to the shark on the signboard, and suggested with relish: "Maybe there is something in it." Looking up at the starry sky pie...so is pickled shark."

"Impossible! Put this kind of thing in the buffet, is it because you are afraid that the customers won't run away?" He Nan also looked at the signboard, and couldn't help complaining: "Talking about the Atlantic Buffet...is there any Atlantic specialties in it?"

"That's right, Britain is on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean." Shirley said slowly, "So looking up to the Starry Sky School..."

"...don't mention Britain, okay? Mid-to-high-end cafeterias serve British food. You might as well open a can of herring in it and drop a little on the heads of every customer." He Nan blackened Britain so violently , I suddenly felt that it was biased: some British dishes can actually enter the cafeteria.

Like fish and chips.

as well as……

...er, English dessert?
... English black tea?
Nothing special either.

The English breakfast was ok, but that's not what a cafeteria would offer.

He Nan really couldn't think of any other British food that could be on the table.

I can't find a place to blow it even if I want to blow it.

Therefore, Hei suddenly felt at ease and confident.

The British themselves are too embarrassed to mention their national cuisine.

It's too embarrassing.

If you open a cafeteria that specializes in British food, you can prepare to fail the next day.

It's good for money laundering.

It's just too obvious - the tax bureau will be alert when they hear that you are going to open a British self-service.The conspiracy may have gone bankrupt before it was implemented.

"Oh, Tom is here." He Nan watched Tom with the severed finger coming from the street not far away, and his attention was immediately attracted.

Tom noticed He Nan and started to wave his hands excitedly.

"Hey, buddy—it was really a thrill just now!" Panting, Tom hurried to the two, and quickly told his thrilling experience just now: "I almost died!"

"Let me guess..." He Nan hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Did you meet the Tombstone Gang and the Penguin Gang in a firefight?"

"Ah! How did you guess that?" Tom Severed Finger was surprised: "Could it be that you saw me before?"

"No, I didn't see you. But we witnessed the exchange of fire." He Nan explained.

"Oh, that's it--ah, actually I wasn't around the scene, I just saw it from a distance!" Tom with the severed finger said here, while gesticulating with flying gestures, he explained with great excitement: "I was It's just...about 50 meters away! I was going to go to that intersection, but I saw them fighting! The explosion made my ears buzz, and I almost fell down on the street—— The wheels are only a little short of crushing my head!"

"...So why did you lie down in the middle of the road." He Nan found it hard to complain: "And what you said almost died because of a car accident..."

"No, that's just one of them—more importantly, I saw several people being blown to pieces with my own eyes! It scared me to death!" Tom said here, taking a deep breath, with a look of shock: "Huh... If I walked faster, wouldn't I become one of them too? 50 meters—it's only 50 meters away! Oops... I'm really lucky!"

"...That's true." He Nan also felt that this was simply too thrilling. Thinking that he almost had to go that way before, he felt scared: "Okay, Tom, let's talk about the rest in the restaurant."

(End of this chapter)