"It's time to exercise, I look weak. You go over there first, and I'll come later. The uncle said to the house, but the old woman hadn't cleaned it up yet.

"Okay, then let's go!" Uncle Hua waved his hand and greeted him all the way to the park. Wen Xi also changed from the original two-handed cage to a birdcage, and was ridiculed and refuted by Uncle Hua, he was indeed too weak.

"Lao Hua, what are you going to eat today?" is a snack street opposite the park, which is a tourist route during the day, not to mention how noisy it is when people come and go. In the morning, it is the world of local grandfathers and old ladies, walking birds, walking dogs, and exercising in the morning, and the store will sell breakfast by the way, and mosquito legs are also meat, and you can earn a point.

"Did Liu's Douhua open the door? Bring the kid out today and eat something high-grade!" Uncle Hua pointed to Wen Xi beside him, Wen Xi can't eat fried fritters, white porridge and pickles are too nutritious, you have to eat something good.

"It just so happened that the door had just opened, so let's go together. If Lao Liu's craftsmanship regresses, we won't give money, hahaha!" The uncle who was rubbing the walnuts laughed and strode in front of him.

Uncle Hua asked his old friend to help look at the bird cage and walked forward.

Wen Xi's hands were already out of strength, his muscles were sore and unbearable, and he deliberately took two steps behind and rubbed his arms.

"Lao Liu, three bowls of salted bean curd!" Grandpa Walnut shouted across half the street, and he was not afraid that the store would not hear it.

"Okay, a few of you will do it, and the bean curd will be good soon!" A man wearing a chef's hat appeared in the steam, Wen Xi looked carefully at the age, and he didn't know why he was called Lao Liu by Uncle Hua.

"Lao Liu, I can tell you, today I brought a picky little guy, if he says it's not delicious, I really won't give money!" Uncle Hua took Wen Xi in from the side door and sat down in the courtyard by himself.

"Look, I'm sure the young man eats a bowl and wants to have another bowl!" Lao Liu confidently straightened his chest and talked about the craftsmanship of Douhua, he was second in the old city, and no one dared to say first.

Wen Xi smelled the scent of beans, and he couldn't even feel the soreness of his arm. If you add paper and pen, today's Wenxi has already entered a working state just like going out to find food to comment in his previous life.

The golden autumn osmanthus is fragrant, there is a golden osmanthus tree planted in the yard, and there are several pots of lotus flowers in the corner, and now even the stalks are dry. There was a small daisy in the corner of the wall, growing sparsely, but Uncle Walnut was squatting there with great interest to enjoy the flowers.

In addition to the plants, there are only two bulky Eight Immortal Tables in the courtyard, Wen Xi bent his fingers and knocked it, solid wood, and it was quite thick.

As far as the environment is concerned, this bean curd shop can be scored eight points, one point will be deducted for rotten lotus leaves, and one point will be deducted if the door is not opened.

After a while, Lao Liu came in with a tray with one hand, and three bowls of bean curd were placed on it, and the bean curd was full to the edge of the bowl, but not a drop was spilled when it was brought in.

"Haha, at least this craft has not been left behind. Uncle Walnut stood up straight with his legs, and after a pause, he went to the steamer at the door and picked up three hot towels and came in.

Wen Xi followed Uncle Hua's steps to wipe his hands clean, the pores on his face were opened by the hot towel, Wen Xi put it on his arm for a while, and waited for the heat to disperse before picking up the spoon and preparing to eat bean curd.

The spoons and dishes are all quaint styles, which match the courtyard style quite well, plus one point.

The bean fragrance is tangy, the bean curd is white and tender, the bean juice is brown and red, the green onion and celery are crushed and green, the meat foam is also golden yellow, and the color and fragrance are impeccable.

Wen Xi dropped the spoon lightly on his side, and without any effort, he picked up a spoonful of bean curd and sent it to his mouth.

If it smells at close range, there is a hint of beany smell, and one point will be deducted; if the taste of the sauce is not enough, it should be a problem with light soy sauce, and one point will be deducted; if the meat foam chews slightly and the meat quality is average, one point will be deducted.

However, the bean curd is a meal above the passing line.

"How is it, little brother, Lao Liu's bean curd tastes okay!" Lao Yang still stood next to him with his chest in his heart, just waiting for Wen Xi's praise.

Wen Xi didn't say anything, he was just a little hairy kid who ate mixed now, not a food critic in his previous life, so it was better not to offend the store. In addition to those three shortcomings, this bean curd is still good and can be included in the list of coming again.

"Boy Wen, don't be afraid, Uncle is here! Lao Liu doesn't dare to say you!" Uncle Hua glared, and Lao Liu moved away from Wen Xi's side.

The three pairs of eyes were waiting for Wen Xi's answer, only to see him put down the bowl and spoon and wipe the corners of his mouth before he spoke.

"In terms of craftsmanship, no problem. "Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, Wen Xi thought about it again and again, and still picked it up and said.

Who knew that Lao Liu's face immediately collapsed, "Young man, you said that my craftsmanship is fine, but the materials are not exquisite?"

Uncle Walnut and Uncle Hua also have a serious face, once the business that cuts corners is discovered, the lighter one will suspend business for rectification and deduct 10 credit points, and the heavier one will not be allowed to engage in related industries, Wenxi is in trouble.

"The materials can be finer. Wen Xi said bluntly, thinking that he was a well-known poisonous tongue in the food industry back then, with a good tongue and direct words, he didn't learn to be tactful for so many years.

"If you don't say three, four, five, six or seven today, Lao Liu, I will turn my face!" Lao Liu pulled out the stool and went to that one, leaned forward and stared at Wen Xi with a compelling momentum, his eyes swept over Uncle Walnut and Uncle Hua. If this kid is talking nonsense, the friendship between the brothers is over.

"Soybeans can be planted with corn, and they will taste with the fragrance of corn. Your bean curd is salty, and the smell of sweet or unfed bean will be more obvious, and if it is the kind of soybeans I just mentioned, this problem will not occur. The flavor of the light soy sauce is not enough, it should be that the sun exposure time has not reached more than 6 months, and the lean meat I see you are also carefully selected, but the feed pig is still not as sweet and juicy as the grass pig, and the chew is slightly dry. ”

Wen Xi really said three points, Lao Liu was discouraged, he couldn't get the ingredients Wen Xi said at all.

Seeing Lao Liu Xiecai, Wen Xi continued to pick up the spoon and slowly tasted the bean curd in the bowl, he wanted to verify some things, such as the system of the pit father.

When Fang Cai Wenxi ate the first bite of bean curd, there was a "ding" sound in his mind, and then the sound of "buzzing" sounded again. It's just that he was busy evaluating the dishes, and the system had a criminal record, so he didn't care so much.

Sure enough, the buzzing in my head after a bowl of bean curd became faster and faster, and then "Kaz" stopped.

Hehehe, I knew it was a pit goods. Wen Xi chewed the meat foam in his mouth with a hideous face, Uncle Hua and Uncle Walnut were eating bean curd, only Lao Liu kept looking at him.

"Sure enough, the meat quality of the feed pig is not good?" Lao Liu thought to himself, and couldn't help but go back to the bean curd stall at the front door and taste half a bowl of bean curd himself.

Compared with his memory, it is indeed so much worse, if he hadn't eaten the bean curd made by his grandmother with pure natural green organic ingredients when he was a child, he really wouldn't have tasted it. But the young man was only eleven or twelve years old, so how could he find out? Could it be that his hometown was from the countryside?

Yes, only rural people can eat such good things!

Lao Liu's spirit was shocked, just now the young man said that there were three problems, and the marinade accounted for two. The salty bean curd is not good, but what about the sweet one? He still has top-notch white sugar at home!