Chapter 184: Cooking tofu on fire

Two people went out at the stall after four o'clock, and stood until after six o'clock, and none of them came to eat tofu.

Zhao Xiaoying was very upset and stopped shouting, sitting at the table sulking.

In the middle of the week, he looked at the pot of tofu, swallowed and said, "Well... no one will eat it anyway, let me eat it, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Zhao Xiaoying suddenly became even more angry, and said angrily: "If you eat, you will know to eat. Forget it, no one will eat it anyway, you can eat it."

In the middle of the week, he ran over and held a bowl. When he was a child, there was also a restaurant downstairs that sold boiled tofu, which tasted great, especially in winter. When you get up in the morning you can eat a bowl of hot boiled tofu. It's a kind of enjoyment. However, it is a pity that the seller of boiled tofu moved away later, and it was still very sad for a while in the middle of the week.

Looking at the hot bowl of boiled tofu in front of me, I was very happy to eat a big bite in the middle of the week.

Then...puff!

In the middle of the week, he spit out the tofu and his face was distorted.

Zhao Xiaoying stared at Zhou Zhong with big eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Zhong looked at her with a weird look and asked, "This... have you ever tried tofu?"

Zhao Xiaoying shook her head and said, "No."

"No? Do you dare to sell if you haven't eaten it?" Zhou Zhongzhong was so angry, this boiled tofu is sour, this requires a few bottles of vinegar.

"Yes, I don't think it tastes good." Zhao Xiaoying said confidently.

In the middle of the week, he swears that if it were not for Zhao Xiaoying's beauty, he really wanted to put this bowl of boiled tofu on her head.

"Beauty, let's talk about it. Who will eat something that you don't think is delicious?" In the middle of the week, suppressing the power that is about to erupt in the body, he asked Zhao Xiaoying as calmly as possible.

Zhao Xiaoying thought for a while and said: "I can't blame me. I didn't like tofu at first, so I think all tofu is not good. But people who like tofu are different. They will definitely like boiled tofu. "

...

"Have you set up a stall for a few days?" asked midweek suddenly.

Zhao Xiaoying said with a finger deep down: "One month."

"One month?" Mid-week really didn't expect that she didn't have a single customer, so she could insist on opening for a month?

"If I guessed correctly, someone came to eat when you first set up the stall?" asked again in Zhou Zhong.

Zhao Xiaoying nodded and said: "Yes, there were quite a few people coming to eat in the first two days, but then they disappeared. I don't know why."

I was depressed in the middle of the week. I was completely defeated by this chick. People say that women have **** and no brains. She... how can they be brainless.

"You boiled tofu is too unpalatable, so I'll tell you the truth. If you open it like this, you are losing money." Zhou Zhong said truthfully to Zhao Xiaoying.

However, Zhao Xiaoying was not happy now. She stood up to hold up her small **** that had not yet fully developed, and questioned Zhou Zhong: "Why are you like this? Just slander the fruits of other people's labor!"

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In the middle of the week, he said silently: "I didn't slander, it's really not delicious!"

"You still said? I have never seen you like this. I kindly think you have no job and no money, so I can let you work part-time, OK? Now I still say that the tofu I made is not delicious, then you give me Cook a delicious one!" Zhao Xiaoying said angrily, feeling that her kindness really became a donkey liver and lungs.

Hearing this in the middle of the week, he stood up and walked to the front of the pot, and then began to cut the ingredients quickly, raise the fire, and cook tofu. Zhao Xiaoying didn't expect to cook in the middle of the week, so she ran to the side and said disdainfully: "In the middle of the week, if you can't do it, don't be aggressive, don't waste food."

In the middle of the week, she was too lazy to pay attention to her, Ren Zhao Xiaoying twittered on the sidelines, making her own tofu.

When the tofu was put into the pot in the middle of the week, a faint fragrance floated from the pot, and Zhao Xiaoying, who was chattering not listening, stopped suddenly, sucking her little nose and wondering: "Huh? It smells."

At this time, a small breeze blew, and the fragrance was blown away. People who were walking out of the village in the city not far away stopped one after another, following the fragrance and looking towards the tofu stall.

"This smells really fragrant, is this the taste of boiled tofu?" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"That's not right, I have eaten the boiled tofu a few days ago. It's not delicious, how can it be so fragrant?" said a person who had previously eaten Zhao Xiaoying's boiled tofu with a puzzled face.

"No, it tastes too fragrant, I have to go over and try it."

Finally someone couldn't help it, and ran over to Zhou Zhong and said, "Boss, give me a bowl of tofu."

I originally cooked it for myself in the middle of the week, but I didn't expect someone to buy it, so I had no choice but to give him a bowl.

The man brought the boiled tofu to the side table and couldn't wait to eat it. Zhao Xiaoying walked over nervously and asked: "Sir...Is our boiled tofu delicious? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

How can I know that the man put down the bowl, slammed the table and said excitedly: "Improvement? What else can I change? It's so delicious. I have lived for more than 40 years. I have eaten such a good boiled tofu for the first time. I have a bowl!"

Zhao Xiaoying's eyes suddenly lit up. She had set up a tofu stall here for a month. It was the first time that a customer said it was delicious. She hurried over and did not wait for the midweek to speak, so she took the midweek share.

"Hey, that's mine!" Midweek exclaimed very upset.

At this time, the surrounding people had already paid attention to the people here. When they saw the man eating it was called a fragrant, they couldn't help but ran over to Zhao Xiaoying and shouted, "Beauty, give me a bowl of boiled tofu."

"I want a bowl too."

"We want three nights!"

...

In a short while, the order came for more than 30 bowls. Zhao Xiaoying ran over to the midweek in a daze and urged: "What are you in a daze? So many customers are waiting, let's cook the tofu!"

Zhou Zhongxin can say, I have become a cook again.

A pot of water tofu was cooked in a pot in the middle of the week, and the whole stall was crowded with people, holding bowls, gorging on the boiled tofu, admiring the boiled tofu from time to time.

There are even people who eat breakfast in other homes. Seeing so many people eating boiled tofu here, they are also aroused by curiosity. They didn't even eat it. They ran over to eat boiled tofu. This can be used by other stall owners. I'm so angry, isn't this a deal?

Zhao Xiaoying saw that everyone was eating so delicious, she couldn't help but swallowed. She sneaked up to Zhou Zhong and stared at the boiled tofu and said, "This...looks delicious, huh?"

I took a look at this little girl in the middle of the week and saw that her saliva was almost flowing out, she couldn't help but laughed, held up a bowl of boiled tofu and said to her: "Try it."

Zhao Xiaoying took a sip carefully, and said with joy in an instant: "Wow, I never thought that tofu was so delicious! You are too good, are you a chef?"

Zhou Zhong laughed. The aura in his body was added to the things he made. With the aura of heaven and earth in it, he could maximize the scent of the food itself, which is strange if it is not delicious.

"Boss, the boiled tofu in your house is so delicious, I didn't even find it before!" A customer exclaimed with unfinished compliments after eating the boiled tofu.

"Yes, boss, how do you cook tofu? Chiwan, you cook tofu, you don't even want to eat braised pork."

"Boss, are you still out at night? I have to eat boiled tofu for dinner when I come back tonight.

All the people who had eaten tofu cooked in midweek were all admired. People who came out of the village in the city, seeing the stalls here are so popular, they all joined the army of eating tofu in the morning, and they even accumulated two days in the morning. The tofu is gone.

"Boss, do you still have tofu?" Many people came to ask Zhou Zhong.

Zhao Xiaoying said apologetically: "No, today's are sold out, come tomorrow morning if you want to eat."