Tian's little cook

Chapter 201 The first person to eat crabs
Lin Zhimo hurriedly introduced: "This is soy milk made from soybeans, which is used to make bean curd, and it tastes very delicious when dipped in the sauce."

"Douhua?" It was the first time everyone heard the word, "Have you ever seen this kind of food before?"

"Yes, yes, this is the latest food we have made, you can try it."

After the soy milk in the pot boiled and cooled slightly, Lin Zhimo took the bowl aside, which contained the brine that had been prepared in proportion.

After pouring the brine into it, she began to stir it quickly with a large spoon. When she saw flocs formed, she immediately pressed them with a thin wooden board to press all the flocs formed into a whole piece.

After half a stick of incense time, the soy milk in the pot condenses into layers, the upper layer is a clear yellowish liquid, and the lower layer is the bean curd.

Everyone watched the changes in the pot in amazement. There were more and more people watching, and some people were watching the peppers and fruits grinding soybeans.

"Fathers and folks, good morning." Among the four of them, she is the thick-skinned, so she can only rely on her to yell: "This is the only bean curd rice in the entire Dasheng dynasty. After eating, keep your lips and teeth fragrant." , warm hands and feet, and want to have another bowl."

She couldn't sleep last night, and she came up with these words after thinking for a long time. If she followed her withdrawn character in modern times, she would definitely dare not speak up even if she was killed, but the current environment has changed her a lot.

After Lin Zhimo got rid of the freckles, she was already a beautiful little girl, and her words could easily win the favor of others.

Moreover, her operation just now is smooth and smooth, and it seems that the craftsmanship is not bad, and the fragrance of the bean curd and pea soup is really strong, and some passers-by were aroused their appetite.

"Little girl, how do you sell this bean curd rice?"

"A bowl of tofu curd is five pennies."

"Five cents? So expensive?" Someone shouted.

You know, now a catty of pork is only [-] yuan, a large bowl of wonton is only [-] yuan, and the price of bean curd rice is indeed not low.

Lin Zhimo said with a smile: "We not only provide a bowl of bean curd, but also a bowl of rice and a bowl of split pea soup. There are three big bowls in total. Moreover, the taste of this bean curd rice is delicious. I guarantee that you will enjoy it after eating it." It won't feel expensive anymore."

Some people left as soon as they heard the price, but there were still some curious passers-by, including the one who asked the price just now. tasty."

Lin Zhimo scooped him a bowl of bean curd, asked him if he wanted spicy food, then handed him chili oil seasoning, and sprinkled some chopped green onion on it.

Yuan Shi scooped pea soup and rice from the pot and put them on the table.There are three big bowls on the table, which seem to be quite a lot.

This person had never eaten bean curd, so he didn't know how to pick it up with chopsticks, so Lin Zhimo demonstrated it.He followed suit, dipped a piece of bean curd into the seasoning, and put it in his mouth impatiently.

"It's delicious." After chewing it twice, he swallowed it and announced to passers-by watching, "The taste is different from what I've eaten before."

After only saying these two sentences, he continued to bury his head in eating, and took a big mouthful of pea soup, sighed contentedly, "The soup is also good."

With the first person to eat crabs, several more people sat down and ordered bean curd rice.

Lin Zhimo's heart is full of joy, and it is the happiest thing for a cook to be boasted by diners.

The first person who finished eating came over and put down the money, satisfied: "Are you still open tomorrow?"

"Definitely." Lin Zhimo replied immediately.

"Okay, I'll eat again tomorrow."

"Thank you, let's go slowly." Lin Zhimo smiled happily, and then put the five cents in his pocket alone, deciding to keep it as a souvenir.

(End of this chapter)