"Uh...... This one...... That one...... I ......"

But Qu Wusheng squeaked in front of the microphone for a long time, and after all, he still didn't say anything. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the end, he left the microphone and walked away quickly with mapo tofu.

There is a large number of confused melon-eating groups looking at each other, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know where Jie Wusheng left with mapo tofu after making this "embarrassing speech".

But Liu Suifeng, who was in the prison, smelled a little spicy smell that had not been seen for a long time.

In terms of taste and smell, he is by no means comparable to ordinary people, whether it is his tongue or nose, he can be said to be superanimal-level.

Jie Wusheng was holding mapo tofu and was not even within a radius of a mile from the prison, and Liu Suifeng's nose smelled the spicy smell from the complicated smell interference.

Walk through bustling streets, crowded with people.

Through the recent "habitual intermittent amnesia" guarded by the jailers, and the closed doors and isolated railings.

In this way, he was constantly caught by Liu Suifeng by his nose, which made his brain excited, his body restless, and the saliva that came out of him swallowed again and again.

When he smelled the spicy smell of the fresh and refined mapo tofu, Liu Suifeng, who had already entered a paralyzed state after watching the competition for the summer competition, jumped up from the ground again and lay on the railing of the cell like a small animal waiting to be fed.

Desperately trying to stick his head out of the narrow gap to see if his mapo tofu had come.

"Worthy of my kind advice, it seems that this guy who quits Wusheng is quite conscientious, and he knows how to thank me. ”

This made Liu Suifeng, an "empty nest youth" who had not been visited since the three of Tang Wan'er were instructed, almost moved to tears.

Now that Jie Wusheng is repaying him with the mapo tofu made by Chen Mapo in Wanfuqiao, Liu Suifeng doesn't want to care about the old accounts that were abandoned by the three of them before.

moved his nose again, sniffed the spicy smell, Liu Suifeng couldn't wait.

After all, those ordinary takeaways that can be bought with money, no matter how expensive they are, are impossible to compare with the winning prizes made by these spoon holders.

The taste is getting closer, closer and closer.

"Karma"

At the moment when the door of the prison opened, Liu Suifeng, who was lying on the railing of the cell waiting to be fed, also hurriedly returned to the ground and meditated cross-legged like a teacher.

closed his eyes, took away his saliva, and pretended to be full of expressions that he didn't know that Jie Wusheng was going to thank him with mapo tofu.

It wasn't until Jie Wusheng came to his cell with mapo tofu that he "unexpectedly" opened one eye and looked at Jie Wusheng who appeared outside the cell.

"Huh, what are you?"

"Uh...... This one...... In fact...... It is...... I want to ......"

"You want to thank me with mapo tofu?"

Seeing that Jie Wusheng stuttered for a long time and didn't say anything, Liu Suifeng, who pretended to be calm, was so anxious that he couldn't help but say what he wanted to say for Jie Wusheng.

It's quite surprising not to express the failure of Jie Wusheng.

Hearing that Liu Suifeng guessed what he wanted to say, Jie Wusheng nodded, and asked the jailer to open the door and send the mapo tofu into Liu Suifeng's cell.

Liu Suifeng took the mapo tofu, and the dishes that his hand touched were still whirring.

This freshly baked feeling, Liu Suifeng only thinks it's wonderful.

Before eating, Liu Suifeng also sniffed vigorously with his nose, and it had been a long time since he had played this pre-start game of sniffing and guessing vegetables.

Hmmm, the spicy stuck throat of Hanyuan special peppercorns.

Longtan Temple's big red robe oil pepper made of watercress.

The meat filling is crispy in the mouth, and the meat filling melts when it touches the teeth.

It is a white tofu with horns and horns, and it is crumbled when twisted.

Coupled with the dish made of Tianshan fire porcelain that can maintain the temperature, this plate of mapo tofu is now injured by Liu Suifeng from the time it was made to the present, and has experienced a whole summer competition and bumpy cooling on the road.

Indeed, it is still fresh and spicy, and even the form of tofu has not been out of shape a little bit from beginning to end.

Liu Suifeng deliberately suppressed the urge to eat it in his heart, and after completely hooking up his inner desire and greed, he picked up the spoon again, and with the desire in his brain like a flood, he scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

But knowing that the tofu, minced meat, and spicy sauce all entered Liu Suifeng's final, this Mapo tofu of Chen Mapo in Wanfuqiao made Liu Suifeng a little disappointed.

It can't be said that it is not delicious, compared to the mapo tofu he ordered for takeout before, it is more than one grade delicious.

But Liu Suifeng always felt that this mapo tofu seemed to be missing something, and it was not the real level of Chen Mapo.

"I always feel that this mapo tofu doesn't seem to have any intentions, shouldn't it? Isn't this the winning prize of the summer competition? Even if it is a normal time to make mapo tofu, isn't the person in charge who already regards cooking as something he is proud of, and he will do his best and go all out? Why does this merman feel so perfunctory? ”

Liu ate with the wind, and there were a lot of questions in his mind.

It stands to reason that if it is the winning prize at the level of the Four Seasons Competition, it should be like the mullet roe he ate in the spring competition before, it should make his whole body soft and moan, as if he was being eaten by the food in his mouth.

But the current mapo tofu is not like this.

He took a spoonful of it, savoring the ingredients.

Yes, it is a special pepper for Hanyuan with spicy stuck throat.

Yes, it is a watercress made of Dahongpao oil pepper in Longtan Temple.

That's right, it's a three-yuan minced pork that is crispy in the mouth and melts into the teeth.

Yes, it is a snow skin tofu that is crushed when twisted.

"Click"

He even ignored the strange eyes of the guard, bit the plate used to hold this mapo tofu, and then covered his somewhat sore teeth.

Yes, the saucer is also a dish of Tianshan fire porcelain.

But why does it just feel wrong?

Liu Suifeng couldn't figure it out, and he seemed to have encountered this situation before he recalled it.

It's probably like the ingredients and production process of a dish are exactly the same, and even the same person in charge of the spoon is amazingly rich, but I just don't know why, I always feel that it tastes different, much worse.

At first, he only thought it was an accident, but there were more and more such incidents, and Liu Suifeng finally felt that there must be some inevitable connection between them.

But when you think about it, there is a huge span of places and situations where the previous situation occurred, both in space and in time.

For example, this has happened to the assorted golden rice in Yangzhou, and the Peking duck in Youzhou has also been in this situation.

This happened when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and it also happened today when he was in prison.

There's so much involved, but it's been happening all the time.

In this way, Liu Suifeng frowned.

Or is it not that there is something wrong with these things, but something wrong with his own body and sense of taste?

This made Liu Suifeng a little serious.

He hurriedly called Jie Wusheng, who was quietly watching him eat and drool alone, and let him taste it.

And asked, "What do you think of this mapo tofu?"