96 Welcome to the Eight-year-old cafeteria

There was no need to stir with the metal spoon by reaching it into the pot. Instead, the bottom of the spoon was pressed against the water surface and moved in a circular motion. The centrifugal force produced by the spoon slid the tofu strands away. The process was like fireworks slowly blooming, with thousands of tofu strands spreading out.

Finally, Xu Le added the green vegetables. This step could not be done with force. Instead, it should be gentle with strength, like an ancient ink painting.

After the flame was started, the soup was bright in color. There were shredded tofu, mushrooms, and vegetables mixed together inside. They complemented each other and looked extremely good.

Xu Le heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You ordered this. Come and try it?"

Li Qing almost could not move his feet. He stared at the bowl of Wensi tofu soup in a daze as his heart churned.