Chapter 127: The Charming Monster in Tofu—Stinky Tofu

After a morning and an afternoon of nonsense (Shi Ke and Nao Sadazuka added all kinds of strong spices to the pickled mustard stew of pickled stinky tofu with bright eyes, watching Fujiwara Bunta who was watching with his nose covered My life is almost gone. The expression looks like this, (⊕︿?)(???)(?ω|||)), and the Fujiwara Tofu shop opened again at 5:30 in the afternoon.

Ishike and Nao Sadazuka walked into the shack carrying an ordinary stainless steel rice bucket with the lid covered. In the eyes of Fujiwara Bunta, this rice bucket was emitting black gas and green light, which was scary.

"Boss, follow the plan." Shi Ke patted the rice bucket.

"I said... why don't you just forget about it? I don't have many customers here, don't let Xun run away! Besides, the customers here are very tempered, and it's not impossible to hit people directly." Fujiwara Wen Tai panicked.

"No. As long as they... take a bite, they will come every day, and they will never forget it for the rest of their lives. As for fighting, they should not be able to beat me, hehehehe..." Shi Ke said with a sinister smile, (◣ω◢).

"Ishike-kun, don't say that. What we sell is not drugs, but perfect tofu. Hehehehe..." Nao Sadazuka said with bright eyes.

"After tossing with you all afternoon, I have a dark personality." Shi Ke rubbed his face and changed into a sunny smile, (???д???)→(?ω?).

"Hee hee hee hee... That means Mr. Shi Ke has been conquered by my dark aesthetics! Hee hee hee..." Nao Sadazuka smiled even more sinisterly, (◣ω|||).

"You are right. Your cooking style is indeed very interesting. However, it is a bit too extreme. Of course, this is not a big bad thing, it depends on your mastery. Give me a suggestion, you treat your cooking as a Not everyone can drink high-alcohol alcohol. Sometimes, low-alcohol alcohol is more refreshing."

"Hee hee hee hee hee... I accept this suggestion. Let's do some tasting before no one comes? Otherwise, I'm still a little worried." Nao Sadazuka patted the rice bucket and said.

"Yeah. I'll do it again. You two can learn from it. It's very simple." Shi Ke put on his apron and walked into the cooking table.

Shi Ke opened the rice bucket, and poof, as the lid was lifted, a white skull cloud emerged from the rice bucket and floated into the sky.

Fujiwara Fumta covered his nose, rubbed his eyes, and pointed to the skull cloud that floated higher and higher, "Eh... I seem to have seen the special effect of opening the lid of a highly toxic substance in a cartoon. Are you sure you can eat it?"

"No problem." Shike has already picked out a few pieces of stinky tofu and put them in a newly bought small tea bowl, sprinkled chili powder, pepper noodles, shallots and a pinch of minced ginger, and then used a small spoon to spread along the edge of the tea bowl. Add boiled water and the special pickled mustard in the rice bucket to the bowl, just over half of the tofu, cover the lid, sprinkle a circle of low-alcohol white wine along the edge of the lid, lightly cover with a layer of wet gauze, and steam in the pot, "this It's the first way, and it's a more traditional way, steaming stinky tofu. My way is more complicated. If you can't remember, it's okay to remove the part that sprinkles white wine, it's just to increase the flavor."

"Oh." Nao Sadazuka nodded while holding a small notebook and taking notes.

"It's not difficult, it's quite simple." Fujiwara Bunta was also taking notes.

"Okay. Next is the second method. Deep-fried stinky tofu. This method is easier." Shi Ke fished out a few pieces of stinky tofu and fried them in the oil pan. Cut into pieces and place on a plate separately. Then take out a few small bowls, pour hot sauce, chili noodles, pepper noodles, salt, sugar, and then take out unopened soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, etc. and arrange them in order. Finally, put a sign in front of these seasonings, which says, please adjust the fried tofu dipping sauce according to your own taste. If you need help or referrals from staff, please ask.

Yep, the fried stinky tofu is out of the pan. After Shi Ke Qieqie finished the plate, he placed it in front of Bunta Fujiwara who was waiting by the iron table, "Boss, just make some dipping sauce and try it."

"Well. I'll try the one without dipping sauce first. Is it okay?" Fujiwara Bunta picked up a piece of fried stinky tofu.

"Of course it's okay to eat the original flavor." Shi Ke was full of confidence.

"Oh." Fumta Fujiwara nodded, poked his head and smelled it, "Huh? It doesn't smell so bad anymore."

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"It's so smelly that it's all up to the mouth, it's too much a test of the perseverance of the taster." Shi Ke grinned, "Let's taste it first. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Nao Sadazuka's expression changed, (?_|||), "Are you talking about me?"

"Where is it? Boss, don't read it, just eat it. It's super good." Shi Ke said perfunctorily.

"Oh." Fumta Fujiwara felt so hot that his mouth pouted, "Ho...ho..."

Shi Ke and Nao Sadazuka just wanted to laugh.

After dozens of seconds, Fujiwara Bunta finally swallowed it. The whole person stood there with his head down and shook, as if he had stepped on a switch.

"Oh my God? Did Bunta have a stroke? Why did you suffer from such a stroke? You two called an ambulance!" Uncle Sakamoto came, looking dumbfounded.

"No rush. No stroke, just too excited." Shi Ke waved his hand.

"It's so delicious!!!" Fujiwara Fumta raised his head to the sky and screamed.

"Look~~ how energetic." Shi Ke pointed to Fujiwara Bunta.

"Scared me. What did he eat? So excited." Uncle Sakamoto walked over and immediately covered his nose, "Hey hey? Why is it so smelly? He can't be? He's so poor that he fishes things in the sewer Have you eaten?!"

"Get out!! I'm not so poor yet! Talk nonsense again, I opened your ladle." Fujiwara Bunta turned his head and cursed.

"Then what did you eat? It smells so bad?"

"Stinky tofu. Try it too, it's delicious." Fujiwara Bunta brought the plate to Sakamoto.

Uncle Sakamoto stretched his neck and sniffed, "It smells a little bit."

"I remember a saying in Japan that the deliciousness of ingredients is only brought out to the fullest when they are about to rot."

"That's something like salted meat and dried fish. This tofu...isn't it food poisoning?"

"No way!" Bunta Fujiwara stuffed a piece of stinky tofu into Uncle Sakamoto's mouth with his chopsticks.

Then, Uncle Sakamoto also started to twitch.

Ten seconds later, "It's so delicious!" He raised his head to the sky and shouted without changing his lines.

"Huh...Fujiwara, you have found a treasure! Just like this taste, you can go to other streets without worrying about making money!" Uncle Sakamoto gave a thumbs up, picked up the chopsticks and bought another piece, "It's just a pity .Our street...hey~~hey, don't carry the plate, let me have another piece."

"You have to buy it yourself. This is a new product for me." Fujiwara Bunta returned to the shack on his own.

"Don't be stingy. Can I buy it? But such a small plate is not enough. Bring more!"

"Well... yes. Shike, is it okay? I agree." Fujiwara Fumta looked at Shike.

"Of course it's fine. It's just a trial version. The price hasn't been set yet, so I'll trouble you to make the decision. The last point, steamed or fried, which kind does Uncle Sakamoto want? Or both. "Shi Ke laughed like a fox.

"There are two? Then I have both! Let me taste the new products!" Uncle Sakamoto smiled super confidently.

"Oh. Yes. You can adjust the dipping ingredients yourself. You have to adjust the dipping ingredients yourself. Of course, you can ask those two to help you." Fujiwara Fumta pointed to the dipping ingredients area.

"Hmm... make it yourself? It's interesting. Then I... let that little sister make it for me. I don't have any cooking talent at all. I'm afraid I can't eat it." Uncle Sakamoto rubbed his hands, decisively He chose to let Nao Sadazuka prepare the dipping sauce for him.

"Is there any request? Uncle? It's like sweeter or less spicy." Nao Sadazuka was very calm.

"No. You can adjust it as you like."

"Oh." Nao Sadazuka took out a pan and put it on the stove, began to add water, added sugar to burn the sugar, added spices such as pepper, pepper, and cumin to enhance the aroma, put it in a small dish, and finally garnished with a mixture of green onion and mustard body, and put it in front of Uncle Sakamoto.

Shi Ke was dumbfounded, "Damn it? If you do this, the cost calculation will be seriously miscalculated."

"They said they let me play freely. If I do too poorly, I will lose face. Hee hee hee..." Sadazuka Nao laughed again.

"Wait a minute." Shi Ke took out his chopsticks and dipped some dipping sauce in it to taste, then nodded his head in praise, "Mmm. Perfect."

"Hee hee hee... not bad." Nao Sadazuka was a little proud.

"Why don't you show your dark aesthetics?"

"My dark aesthetics has already been shown in the tofu. When dipping the sauce, don't overwhelm the host."

"Well, that makes sense. How about you be in charge of dipping sauces? It's okay for me to be alone at the cooking table. The boss is responsible for receiving guests. And you, come and help me and the boss when you are free."

"I have no objection." Nao Sadazuka smiled, and the super beautiful Nao Sadazuka (white) reappeared, (*^ω^*).

"Cover up, cover up your face, the two old men will be pissed off." Shi Ke pointed to Fujiwara Bunta and Uncle Sakamoto.

"Hee hee hee hee hee...do you look good? Two uncles?" Nao Sadazuka (Black) appeared, turning his head from a strange angle and red-eyed Sadako in a murderous state, (○Д‖‖).

"Who's watching you? Little brat? Go do your job." Fujiwara Bunta looked bored.

"Oh." Nao Sadazuka calmly prepared the dipping sauce.

"She is in this state, I don't seem to need to fight at all last time, right? Pretending to be a ghost will scare the opponent to death." Shi Ke looked at the slightly trembling calves of Fujiwara Bunta and Uncle Sakamoto, and felt it.

This day was spent amidst all kinds of cheers that were too delicious. Want to make trouble, because Shi Ke's record the day before and the stinky tofu, which is really delicious, have been turned off. The main reason is that none of the leaders dared to make trouble, and they were probably warned by the family, and none of them dared not pay the bill.

On the second day of the internship, the turnover reached the highest in the past two years. Shi Ke and Sadazuka Nao Group made a breakthrough in this street by relying on stinky tofu and absolute force.