Beautiful woman

Chapter 62 Chapter 62: Kick the gym
Hongxiu patiently explained to her: "Our eldest lady..."

Qin Xiangxiang lifted up the curtain and asked, "What should I call this sister?"

Her cheeks were red from the heat, but her eyes were bright.

The young woman was stunned: "Are you the wife of the Qin family restaurant?" She looked younger than her, but her appearance seemed to be very ordinary.

Qin Xiangxiang nodded: "Exactly. My sister's surname is Qin, and she is the eldest daughter in the family, so everyone calls her Mrs. Qin."

Qin Xiang wanted to be generous, and the young woman also announced her family name: "My surname is Ma, and others call me Madam Ma. The Ma's Tavern in Tianshui Alley is mine."

Madam Ma is also a very capable person.

Madam Ma rolled up her sleeves again, revealing the gold armband she was wearing: "We are not those who are coy and timid. Since we are here to compete, let's get straight to the point and start cooking."

Mrs. Wang was a little anxious from behind: "Our eldest lady..."

Qin Xiangxiang gently raised his hand to stop Mrs. Wang's words, and said, "Okay. Madam Ma, just let the horse come over."

Madam Ma smiled and said, "Madam Qin is quite happy. But I think Madam Qin is ill. It's better to let Madam Qin decide on the dishes we compete with."

"Then let's make a dish of fried tofu. In the past, I heard the hawkers selling tofu along the streets, and I should be arriving at the Waterwheel Alley soon."

Madam Ma agreed: "Okay, I'll just fry the tofu." She was secretly happy because she made the fried tofu every day. Nangong Wenyue had eaten a portion of the fried tofu in her shop and commented that it was "not unpalatable."She didn't believe that Mrs. Qin's fried tofu was as delicious as hers.

A portion of fried tofu only costs eight cents.

As he spoke, the voice selling tofu was approaching. Uncle Hai called the tofu vendor in. Qin Xiangxiang asked Hongxiu to round up the tofu sold by the vendor.

Madam Ma quickly cut the tofu and fried it slowly in the oil pan.

Qin Xiangxiang adjusted the soup slowly and told Hong Xiu, "You have to remember all the ingredients for the soup."

He actually found time to teach his disciples.Mrs. Qin really looks down on her.

Madam Ma took a breath in her heart and vowed more and more to compete with Madam Qin. Then she would have an excuse to see Nangong Wenyue again.Madam Ma has an inspiring story hidden in her heart.Back then, she was divorced by her ex-husband on the pretext of a quarrel, and her family could not accept her back, so she had to open a tavern in Tianshui Alley and sell some hot food.At the beginning, the business of the tavern was not good, and she was getting angry about it. When her ex-mother-in-law learned that she opened a tavern, she came to humiliate her.That day, she was sad and sitting in the pub wiping her tears. Suddenly, a young man who looked like an immortal walked in and ordered a fried tofu.

She quickly wiped away her tears and made a hot fried tofu for the man.

The young man ate slowly and gracefully, not finishing his portion of fried tofu.He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and commented elegantly: "It's not bad to eat." Then he put down a bunch of copper coins and left gracefully.

She stared blankly at the man's figure, a little confused.

But she soon learned the identity of the young man the next day, and it turned out that he was Nangong Wenyue.Although he commented that her fried tofu was not unpalatable, many young ladies came to her store excitedly and ordered a special portion of fried tofu.Finally, he imitated Nangong Wenyue and commented, "It's not delicious."

Thanks to Nan Gong Wenyue, her tavern business gradually improved and she was finally able to settle down and live her life.

But after making money, he always wanted to meet Nangong Wenyue.

No, when she heard that the Qin family restaurant in Shuichu Alley was also rated by Nangong Wenyue, she had an idea in her mind.

Madam Ma has rich experience in frying tofu every day, and she quickly fried the soft tofu until it turned golden.

Qin Xiangxiang just started frying the tofu.

Madam Ma glanced at her, Qin Xiangxiang's movements were quite swift and unhurried.

Madam Ma had already shoveled the tofu on the plate and started to sprinkle green onion for decoration. Qin Xiangxiang just started pouring the soup into the pot.

Madam Ma made fried tofu cubes, but Qin Xiangxiang made fried tofu cubes in soup.Both sides used very common materials, nothing special.The two plates of fried tofu are ready. They both look good and each has its own merits.But how to judge.Madam Ma only brought a groom with her, but Qin Xiangxiang thought that there were many people in this compartment.

Madam Ma said: "If there is the first diner passing by outside the door, invite him to taste it for free and let him judge the difference."

It's fair.

But after a moment, Uncle Hai shouted: "Someone is coming!"

What a coincidence, it was no one else but the lady who ran a foot shop in Shuichu Alley.The Qin's restaurant had only been open for two days, and it was already crowded with people. The shopkeeper's wife was unhappy. Now that she had some free time, she wanted to sneak into the Qin's restaurant to find out what was going on.Unexpectedly, she pretended to be passing by a foot shop and was spotted by the dim-eyed Uncle Hai.

Qin Xiangxiang looked at her. She looked at Qin Xiangxiang and smiled awkwardly: "That's quite a coincidence."

Madam Ma was good at observing people's words and immediately pulled her to the long table: "Sister, please sit down quickly."

The wife's surname is Guan and her husband's surname is Zhang. All the diners who are familiar with her call her Zhang Guanshi.

In fact, Zhang Guanshi is not very young, in her 20s, and is already the mother of three children.

Two plates of fried tofu were placed in front of Zhang Guanshi.

Lady Ma spoke very quickly and explained the matter.

Nangong Wenyue had also heard of Zhang Guanshi, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her heart.The Qin family restaurant was so lucky to have Nangong Wenyue's favor.

Madam Ma turned her back on the guests and brought tea and placed it in front of Zhang Guanshi: "Sister, the dish on the left was cooked by my sister, and the dish on the right was cooked by Mrs. Qin."

This horse lady is interesting.People who work in the same industry are always jealous of each other, especially the foot shops that open in the same alley.

Qin Xiangxiang remained calm. After frying the tofu, he took the bowl of concoction from Hong Xiu and drank it in one gulp.

My head hurt from the high fever, and my throat also hurt terribly.

But she still smiled, her wine sloshing around, and she behaved calmly.

Zhang Guanshi trembled and tasted Madam Ma's fried tofu first.

Several pairs of eyes stared at her. Zhang Guanshi felt weak in her heart, but her face remained calm: "The fried tofu made by Madam Ma is very good. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The seasonings are used well, and there's no beany smell at all." …”

Madam Ma listened, her face expressionless, but her eyes were extraordinarily bright.She poured a bowl of tea for Zhang Guanshi: "Thank you, sister. Come, sister, rinse your mouth and try Qin's tea."

Zhang Guanshi rinsed his mouth and picked up the tofu Qin Xiangxiang made with chopsticks.

Huh?This tofu looks tough when fried, but it melts in your mouth. The rich aroma also has a hint of spiciness, which makes people appetizing.Zhang Guanshi swallowed the tofu and wanted a bowl of rice.

Madam Ma looked at Zhang Guanshi with concern: "Sister, how are you?"

Zhang Guanshi raised his head and looked at Qin Xiangxiang, hesitating: "Qin's tofu seems to have Sichuan pepper added? If diners can't eat spicy food, they may not be able to accept it."

Madam Ma smiled kindly: "The spiciness added to the tofu can indeed open up people's appetite, but many people can't eat spicy food. Especially those with weak spleen and stomach, they can't eat spicy food. My fried tofu is quite good. All ages."

Qin Xiangxiang just nodded: "Ms. Guan only judges."

The Qin family's restaurant and her foot shop are in the same alley, so they are in competition, while Madam Ma's tavern is located elsewhere...

Zhang Guanshi gritted his teeth and said, "Of course Madam Ma's fried tofu is better."

(End of this chapter)