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Chapter 6: A food blogger who can't cook

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The whole paragraph he just said was based on the fact that Song Ci was a good cook. Now Song Ci was a kitchen novice like him, so all of this was invalid.

But looking at Song Ci's lonely expression, Jiang Xingzhou really couldn't say anything to hurt him for a while.

He opened and closed his mouth, sighed, and organized his words to comfort her: "It's okay, even if you can't cook, you can still be a food blogger."

Song Ci raised his head instantly, and his eyes were filled with light again.

But I still have some doubts: “But can a food blogger still be called a food blogger if he can’t cook?”

Song Ci didn't understand.

"Sure," Jiang Xingzhou nodded, "You can take a shortcut and make a comparison video, which is equivalent to a kind of food identification."

Jiang Xingzhou himself likes food videos very much, and often watches food videos while eating. Although it only makes the rice in his bowl less delicious, he has watched videos of various food bloggers over a long period of time, and there are several representative bloggers in his account.

So in cases like Song Ci, he can actually find the corresponding blogger from his memory.

Without waiting for Song Ci to ask, he further explained: "At the beginning, you can find some relatively simple and easy-to-make foods from other masters' videos to replicate, and follow their steps to restore them one by one. Later, you can edit each step to compare you with the masters, and compare the finished products. Finally, you can make a simple comment, which can also be regarded as a kind of food appreciation and help the public to step out the pits.

Since you have just started, your cooking skills naturally cannot compare with those of the masters, so during this period, your failures will be popular with everyone, but at the same time, this process is also a process of improvement of your cooking skills.

When your account is up and running and your cooking skills are relatively above average, you can let your fans designate your dishes. This way, fans will tag you if they like the food but are afraid of making mistakes. At the same time, you earn traffic and your fans get feedback, so you can kill two birds with one stone.”

Having said that, Jiang Xingzhou saw that Song Ci's expression was stunned, and then he realized that he had said a lot again.

He added belatedly: "Of course, these are just my words. How you want to manage the account is up to you."

Song Ci seemed a little slow, and Jiang Xingzhou often saw a dull expression on her face, which was cute but also made Song Ci look silly.

After about three or four seconds, Song Ci finally reacted. She opened her mouth in surprise, revealing a little of her white teeth, and said, "It's still possible to do this."

Jiang Xingzhou: “… Yeah.”

"But why are you suddenly interested in this?" Although their relationship was not close enough to ask such a personal matter, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but ask since he had brought it up.

He was genuinely curious.

Judging from Song Ci's reaction, she had not had this idea before. It was only because he mentioned it casually that Song Ci became interested.

It’s not too much for him to ask.

But when Song Ci heard his words, she couldn't help blushing and felt a little embarrassed.

Why did you suddenly lose your composure like this

In fact, she didn't have any noble reasons for wanting to do this, she just wanted to make money in the most vulgar way.

People who can make a living by writing novels tend not to be too conservative, and of course they will know the infinite business opportunities behind the millions of views of these short videos.

Even the video of Zhou Jiang, whom she hated, can basically maintain a playback volume of 200,000 to 300,000 on Bilibili. Occasionally, when the traffic explodes, it can reach millions of views. The income brought to Zhou Jiang is estimated to be no less than the income brought by her writing.

She had thought about learning video editing before, thinking that learning it would not only allow her to produce something and become a star-chasing technology stock, but it could also bring in profits if she did well.

But she gave up after a few days because just finding the materials was difficult for her.

The thought stopped.

She had also seen the food bloggers mentioned by Jiang Xingzhou. There were several of them with different styles, but she could feel that all of them were wealthy.

One of them owns a mine and kills a dragon to eat during the New Year. Another is a landlord who has no worries about eating all kinds of fruits. Another changes his tableware every issue and never uses the same dishes twice. Another one focuses on reproducing famous dishes that are about to be lost and can even cook a whole pond. It seems that all of them are rich, so she subconsciously thinks that food bloggers must first have a certain economic foundation.

What she lacks most is money.

Her thirty thousand dollars is not enough in this world.

Of course, the most important thing is that she has never cooked, so she naturally excludes food bloggers.

It was also at that time that she decided to open a double account.

Since I can't make money from one novel, I'll start writing two at the same time. Even if both fail, at least I'll have full returns from two books, and I can make a minimum of 3,000 yuan, so that I can have the savings.

But now, Jiang Xingzhou's words have provided her with new ideas.

It turns out that you can be a food blogger even if you can’t cook.

Song Ci pulled herself away from her recollections and glanced at Jiang Xingzhou imperceptibly, still blushing a little.

Would Jiang Xingzhou think she was vulgar if she said directly that she wanted to make money

But who wouldn't want to make more money if possible

At present, her best score for novels is only 1,000 yuan. With perfect attendance and six days off, she can barely make less than 7,000 yuan. The monthly rent is 2,500 yuan, not including water and electricity bills...

It's not shameful for her to have such thoughts.

But Song Ci still couldn't bring herself to tell Jiang Xingzhou so bluntly. She considered her words and answered Jiang Xingzhou tactfully: "It's good to have many skills. Having more skills will give you more career options."

Jiang Xingzhou nodded. He didn't expect that Song Dynasty porcelain was so solid.

Indeed, these days, there are many people who have side jobs, and they are all very busy.

He also thought about finding a side job, but he just couldn't find a suitable one.

Song Ci thought about it seriously and asked him, "Can you recommend me a few food bloggers with the same style as you mentioned? I would like to refer to them."

"sure."

Jiang Xingzhou took out his mobile phone sluggishly and glanced at the time. It was already half past four. Song Ci had spent about twenty minutes opening the express delivery.

What a slow little girl.

With a slight smile, he opened his Bilibili website and clicked on the follow list from his homepage.

During this time, Song Ci stood obediently by the side, waiting for him to find her. She also missed Jiang Xingzhou's homepage, which paused for several seconds, and did not see the nickname "Long-mouthed Zhoujiang".

"These ones." Jiang Xingzhou found someone, got up from the sofa, leaned half of his body on the coffee table, and showed the screen of his mobile phone to Song Ci.

In order to see the screen clearly, Song Ci leaned over in the same posture as him and leaned his head towards this side.

As soon as she came closer, Jiang Xingzhou smelled a faint fruity scent, like peach, which was quite pleasant.

As expected, girls all smell good, Jiang Xingzhou thought.